Chapter 252: "You never thought of it!"
The iron rod stained with Su Mingan's own blood flew out and pierced the neck of the monster who was still in the air with incredible precision.
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[Current number of invitations: 9 people]
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Su Ming'an struggled to get up, his breathing was almost out of control. He took the last dose of stimulant and sent an invitation to the last weirdo in the tower.
He didn't dare leave any gaps, because if Xia Luoyang fired another bullet, he would be dead.
The pain was like a raging fire, burning all over his body. He clenched his teeth tightly to prevent himself from biting his tongue due to the severe pain. His right chest and right shoulder were in even greater pain.
...The physical pain this battle brought him was more severe than any previous one.
Ming occupied the advantageous terrain at the bridge head and used kicking to eliminate many enemies. Many white monsters failed to break through the defense, but were kicked off the cliff with a clean kick.
If the river had not carried away these bodies, I'm afraid that the bottom of the cliff would have been covered with a layer of corpses like snow.
There were still eleven or twelve white monsters on the iron chain bridge, and three of them broke through the defense line and rushed towards Su Mingan. He killed two of them, and now there is still one.
He looked up and saw the last white monster about to pounce on him.
The iron rod was stuck in the neck of the other corpse, and he now had no weapon in his hand.
He raised his hand and tried to stand up, but suddenly he coughed up blood. Xia Luoyang's shot injured his lung.
His vision gradually began to go dark.
Despite the continuous blood loss, his health points were still over 400 points, and the effect of the stimulant could not prevent the penetrating wound on his right chest.
The San value dropped little by little, he heard an eerie phantom sound, and the vision in front of him grew darker and darker.
The white monster stood in the rain like a tombstone.
In the weirdo's hand, a blue electric baton was raised.
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“Swish!”
At the bridgehead, Ming, who had escaped from the predicament, swung his sword and the cable bridge broke.
“Clatter--clatter--”
The locks collided, the wooden boards broke, and the sound of breaking gradually merged with the dripping rain.
The wind and rain were slanting, and the monsters were unstable. Many of them fell down like big white stones.
Xia Luoyang stood in the middle of the bridge, still maintaining a shooting posture.
"I still, failed." He smiled, without moving a step, showing no intention of rushing forward to fight.
In fact, he couldn't rush over this distance.
Originally, in Xia Luoyang's eyes, as long as he could kill Su Mingan, he would win this round.
Only Su Mingan is Yang Xia. Once Yang Xia dies, he will succeed.
But when the bullet pierced Su Mingan's right chest and failed to kill him, Xia Luoyang knew it was over.
His life is over.
Bridges broke and planks shattered.
Xia Luoyang stood on the rapidly tilting bridge, holding a gun.
The view in front of him was shaking violently, and he was falling down with the bridge. He could even feel the river water below, like a ferocious beast waiting to devour his life.
Dampness hit his face, and his finger closed on the trigger, then released it.
Just now, Su Ming'an's action of sending out the last invitation to the tower without interruption made Xia Luoyang's plan of taking advantage of the situation fail.
He can't kill anyone now except Ming.
"...Not giving me any chance at all." Xia Luoyang sighed.
"Do you want me to save you?" Ming stood on the other side of the cliff, using the sword of Alman to gain leverage. Ming, who had experienced a fierce battle, was now covered in blood.
"Aren't you going to help the main body? He is right behind you." Xia Luoyang smiled.
"If the master didn't call me, I wouldn't have to go." Ming didn't even turn his head, and a gentle smile appeared on his bloodstained face: "Xia Luoyang...if you can explain the whole story in detail, perhaps the master can let you go."
Xia Luoyang moved his hand slightly, and Ming became alert instantly.
But unexpectedly, Xia Luoyang did take action and threw the black pistol in his hand.
The pistol drew an arc, fell into the river and disappeared.
On the collapsed cable bridge, Xia Luoyang lit a cigarette.
The rain slapped his face, the wet mask hung on his ears, and the orange-yellow flame shone a little warmly on the cigarette butt.
He took a deep puff of cigarette, blew out smoke rings, and his body swayed violently in the wind and rain.
"Anyway, congratulations." Xia Luoyang smiled: "This time, you escaped."
He was pulling at the iron chain while shaking violently, but he was only focused on smoking the cigarette in his hand.
"It's a very strange thing." Xia Luoyang said: "Some people are talented and capable, but they choose to confine themselves to a prison at their most glorious moment... exploring their past again and again to save a person who has already imprisoned them. Is there any meaning? - I, who helped Yang Xia perform this operation, still can't understand it."
Ming blinked, he was remembering what Xia Luoyang said.
This is the key clue, the key clue to defeating the boss, he can't miss a single word.
The chain bridge was falling rapidly, the connecting iron chains were breaking, and the white monster had fallen into the turbulent river like dumplings.
Under the ravages of nature, these horrible monsters created a little wave and then disappeared under the cliff with the river water.
"Yang Xia... He has clearly walked out of the past and gained everything, but he always keeps looking back." Xia Luoyang sighed: "Facing the abyss of the past... What courage this requires. I also want to help him, but I cannot escape the barriers that imprison me - this small world that revolves around one person and is repeatedly reset is ridiculous, really ridiculous..."
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