It had been ten hours since Han Lang left the main force. He was advancing very fast and did not encounter other teams along the way, but Han Lang still couldn't be optimistic because he could already feel the strong murderous aura behind him.
Although Han Lang can't see the faces of those executioners at the moment, he can feel that they are approaching quickly through the momentum and the faint smell of blood in the air. This kind of pressure is extraordinary. As Lu Yao said, for Han Lang, the executioner is an absolutely invincible existence.
From a distance, Han Lang saw a river, a wide river, with dark yellow water and fast-flowing water.
A group of people gathered by the big river. It seemed that they were hesitating whether to cross the river or not, and how to get there.
Han Lang found Zhu Yanan among this group of people. It turned out that they were the children of the noble family. Like Jian Jia, they should have some kind of navigation system that allowed them to calmly face various agencies, so they moved forward. The speed is very fast, leaving the other teams far behind.
Zhu Yanan also saw Han Lang, his eyes lit up, and he shouted at Han Lang, "Why are you alone? Where's Jian Jia?"
Han Lang shook his head and said that he didn't know where Jian Jia was now. For more than ten hours, he had been running for his life and had no chance to get in touch with other people, and he was unwilling to contact other people.
Zhu Yanan suddenly became angry, and said loudly: "You won't kill Jian Jia!? You were clearly together when we set off, but now you are the only one left. How do you explain this!?"
Han Lang ignored him because he didn't want to explain at all.
However, Zhu Yanan obviously saw the hope of death from Han Lang's order. He shouted at the young people who were also descendants of the family around him, trying to convince them that Han Lang was vicious and was with Jian Jia Originally, he had ulterior motives, but now he has even killed Jian Jia.
The children of these aristocratic families had also seen Han Lang and Jian Jia together, so they were full of doubts about Han Lang appearing alone now, and they all gathered around without friendly eyes.
"I think you need an explanation. Although we don't like Jian Jia, she is the daughter of Mr. Lushui after all, and Mr. Lushui is an elder we respect and has a very good relationship with our family. If you really hurt Jian Jia, we will not I'll let you live." One of the older soldiers in a mighty silver combat uniform asked Han Lang with a frown.
"I didn't kill Jian Jia," Han Lang said.
"Then where is she?"
"I have no idea."
"Hmph, isn't it too simple to say that you don't know? I feel like you're trying to fool us."
"Whatever you think, I don't have the time to bother you."
"You must have it. Come on, brothers, take him down! If Jian Jia is safe and sound, we will let you go, but if there is any accident in Jian Jia, I will call you into Mr. Lushui's hands."
This man in a silver combat uniform is obviously the leader of this group of young masters. Generally speaking, he is still clear-headed. Although he doesn't believe the sensational claim that Han Lang killed Jian Jia, he feels that Han Lang is indeed suspicious. Anyway, it's right to detain him first.
rumbling~
In the distance, a black mountain crashed down, destroying the mountain with one hand. There is no doubt that the group of executioners were approaching.
Han Lang suddenly smiled and said, "Okay, I'm your prisoner now, and I'll go with you."
Everyone didn't understand why Han Lang suddenly became so obedient, and Lu Yao didn't understand either. He shouted in Han Lang's mind: "Han Lang, run! What are you waiting for!? The executioner has already caught up! "
Han Lang also replied in his spiritual consciousness: "Run? Where else can I run? If I must die today, I want to die with a little dignity and not be so embarrassing."
Lu Yao was taken aback for a moment, but said nothing more.
He knew very well that the executioner was a formidable enemy that Han Lang could not defeat. Although Han Lang had a rare disappearance of darkness, an army of genetic beasts, and many tricks, none of these were enough to support Han Lang's survival. After all, he was a team Executioner, the strongest elite of the Wanmo Group.
The young man in the silver combat uniform was also taken aback. He waved his hand and said with a little disgust: "Tie him up, and go to two other people to see what happened to that mountain? Who shot there?"
Han Lang shook his head, and said lightly, "You don't need to tie me up. There are so many of you, all of you are masters. Are you still afraid that I won't be able to escape?"
This group of children from aristocratic families felt the same way. They were all descendants of famous families and disciples of famous teachers, with arrogance in their chests. If so many people could let Han Lang run away, it would be a shame.
Han Lang looked behind him and said, "There's no need to investigate over there, I know what kind of people they are."
"who?"
"Ten Thousand Devils Group, the firing squad."
Bass~
After Han Lang said this, he saw that the faces of the children of the aristocratic family lost all color and became paler and paler. They must have heard of the notoriety of the Wanmo Group's execution team.
When Han Lang saw Zhu Yanan, his legs were shaking, his face was covered in cold sweat, and he looked like a coward.
In fact, except for a few of these aristocratic families, other people are not much better than Zhu Yanan. It is true that noble births can obtain more resources and grow up easily, but at the same time, noble births tend to cherish their lives more. Lang takes life and death lightly, because he understands that people are always going to die.
"Roy, use your family's pupil technique to find out who those people are!?" The young man in the silver combat uniform said with a bit of general demeanor.
Soon, the blond-haired Roy said in a dismal voice: "It is indeed the enemy of the Wanmo Group. It is very murderous, and it is very likely that it is the firing squad."
Hearing this, Zhu Yanan suddenly lost control of his emotions. He grabbed Han Lang and said hysterically, "Damn Han Lang! What did you do? How did you attract the firing squad of the Wanmo Group!? Do you know if you want to die? Know?"
Han Lang said coldly: "Now that things are up, does it matter how these enemies got here?"
The young man in the silver combat uniform was taken aback for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "You're right, it doesn't matter how the enemy came, what matters is that they are all enemies!"
"Brothers, prepare to fight!"
Zhu Yanan didn't seem to have the consciousness to fight, and continued to grab Han Lang and shouted: "It was you! You were the one who brought the firing squad here and caused Jian Jia to be killed, isn't that so!? You damn bastard!"
Shua~
Han Lang suddenly flipped his wrist, pushed Zhu Yanan out skillfully, and said coldly: "Coward, you'd better stay away from me, Jian Jia is not dead, I led the firing squad away, Jian Jia and the others came from other places." Withdrew in the direction."
Many people showed mocking looks on their faces. Zhu Yanan was really ashamed today, unworthy of his status as a son of aristocratic family, especially the young man in the silver combat uniform who spat on the ground viciously. Obviously he was very Look down on Zhu Yanan.
"My name is Carmen." The young man in silver combat uniform extended a hand to Han Lang.
"Han Lang, the wandering wave." Han Lang smiled slightly, holding his hand with Carmen's.
Although fearful, these aristocratic families still held their ground, perhaps because of the education they received since they were young, so that they could not give up their dignity.
"Very good! These young people are very good at fighting. If you can work together, maybe you can delay a little time." Lu Yao said in Han Lang's mind.
Han Lang could only smile wryly. Most of these people were God of War ranks, and they were famous teachers and apprentices. Even so, Lu Yao only thought that they could only delay time, which showed how terrifying the so-called firing squad was.
In fact, Han Lang was the least afraid of these people, because before today, Han Lang didn't even know what a firing squad was. That's why the so-called ignorant people have no fear.
And the children of these aristocratic families have obviously heard many horror stories about the firing squad, so that they were already timid before seeing the shadow of the enemy.
Finally, the enemy came over the yellow sand. They were a group of strangely dressed guys. They were generally taller, wearing black hard armor, black cloaks, and colorful masks. They didn't expose a single bit of their body, just like a group of robots. .
What's more special is their weapons, which are all straight-bladed guillotines. They are huge and wrapped in black animal skin. They are either carried on the shoulders or behind their backs. Each machete is more than three meters long and half a meter wide. door panel.
And their masks, which belong to different animals, apes, pythons, bears, leopards and so on.
The killing intent was like a cold wind, piercing through everyone's body in an instant. Before the battle started, Han Lang felt his muscles twitch and tingle. He had to force his chest out to keep his head from hanging down. It was a killing intent to force others to submit, as if in their eyes, Han Lang and these family members were just chickens waiting to be strangled.
The distance was getting closer and closer, and the firing squad was walking step by step with a big knife on their shoulders, a murderous look all over their bodies, and expressions on their faces.
Han Lang could clearly see that everyone around him, including Carmen, was twitching nervously.
"Black cloak, beast-shaped face, ghost-headed guillotine, Tianjing kill! You can't be wrong, it's the beast-faced execution under the Wanmo Group!"
"Damn, it's really them!"
A few courageous sons of aristocratic families muttered in their mouths, while Carmen continued to say nothing, with cold sweat streaming down his forehead.
"I don't want to die! I want to inherit the family business!"
Zhu Yanan was the first to turn around and start fleeing. His escape triggered a chain reaction, and more and more people rushed towards the big river behind them, regardless of whether there was a terrifying mechanism in the river. Perhaps in their view, even the most terrifying mechanism must Pass the firing squad of the Wanmo Group.
"Come back!" Carmen said angrily, "Even if we die, we can't embarrass the family!"
Zhu Yanan ran fast and replied, "What's the shame? It's more important to live!"
Carmen and a few other courageous people went to pull the fleeing brother, pulling and pulling, and they themselves disappeared into the rushing river. In a blink of an eye, Han Lang was left alone at the scene.
"Sure enough, if it's not my brother, it's just unreliable." Han Lang said with a wry smile.
It's not that Han Lang doesn't want to run, it's just that his reason tells him that if he can't run, he will only be more embarrassed if he keeps running, and he will lose what little dignity he has left.
Despite the fear, Han Lang decided to face it,
He slowly pulled out the star-binding python from the scar of the moon, and the edge of the Sansha knife was lowered slightly. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please visit m.wenxue6.com for a better reading experience.