The Falcon Wing Saber at this moment is completely a spiritual weapon, like an assassin performing a mission in the dark. It only penetrated its skin in the blink of an eye and nailed it to the corner of the wall. The blade's remaining power has not diminished, and it is still trembling, making a buzzing resonance.
"Pattern...Pattern..."
It is the sound of the blood of the bat nailed in the wall dripping down the handle of the knife on the stone slab. It is vigorous and powerful, with a clear rhythm, as if it is beautiful music, but the sound of blood drops colliding with the slate is like the blood of this pig-faced bat The blood quality is much greater than the average blood quality, but Jiang Minghao didn't care, his face showed a hint of triumph.
"cut·······"
Jiang Minghao said disdainfully: "I thought this bat was terrible, the wild history is the wild history, it is not credible at all."
He gently dusted his suit worth four hundred thousand dragon coins, pretending to be relaxed, as if he was an extremely kung fu master who had just finished his work.
But when his palm stroked the high-end suit made of pure silk, his palm immediately felt the dense hollows like a honeycomb of bees, as if burned by countless sparks, and even a trace of fiery heat remained.
"Grass, fuck your grandfather's grandma's grandfather, little grandfather's suit, four hundred thousand..."
Jiang Minghao cried out in pain, as if his most precious thing had been desecrated, but at this moment, Jiang Minghao looked at the dark red foam on the slate, and the pain nerves in his brain immediately made his heart tense. The hot pain like a needle prick made Jiang Minghao who was in excitement after winning the battle and couldn't help but breathe in cold air.
"hiss·······"
Because the back of his right hand, like the suit on his body, was covered with densely burnt red spots, as if it had been scalded by burning iron filings. At this time, his entire right hand was burning red. Like a brand of iron, blood stains are like burnt bloodshots, hidden under the epidermis. Jiang Minghao looked at his trembling right hand and couldn't help cursing:
"Damn, how does this blood look like sulfuric acid..."
"Squeak..."
At this moment, a noisy bat clamor immediately attracted Jiang Minghao’s attention, because the noise instantly sharpened, as if the isolated and helpless defeated army immediately increased morale after the reinforcements joined, but Jiang Minghao came to Jiang Minghao. Said that this undoubtedly sentenced him to death.
Because when he lowered his head, Jiang Minghao clearly saw the killed pig-faced bats on the ground, as if they were resurrected, struggling desperately on the ground, moving his broken body, the blue bat eyes exuding endless vitality. Excitement, bloodthirsty, killing... This series of words immediately flashed in Jiang Minghao's mind. At this moment, a soft nightingale-like voice remembered in Jiang Minghao's ears again:
"Master, be careful, they don't seem to be killed, you have to chop off their heads..."
"What?" Jiang Minghao opened his mouth wide and asked inconceivably, and his eyes immediately looked at the bat corpse on the ground that had been penetrated by the bullet.
I saw the bats that were penetrated by bullets. The blood holes of the bullets were like tumbling blood springs. The sticky dark red bat blood was tumbling on the edge of the bullet holes, but it didn’t look like it was just pierced by myself. Like the bat in the head, blood poked all over the ground.
"Woohoo... Wow..."
It turned out to be the sound of the wings of the bats that had just been killed by bullets fluttering on the ground slabs. Even the bats whose wings had just been chopped off by themselves, as long as their heads are still there, are like restless children at this time. The stone slabs squeaked and screamed, as if they were undead warriors, with blood-red fangs, trying to get up and continue fighting.
"What the hell is this?"
While talking, Jiang Minghao couldn't help but step back slowly. At this moment, his right hand, which was full of burns, was still trembling, perhaps because of pain, perhaps because of fear. Jiang Minghao turned his head and glanced at the saber nailed. The bat in the corner, at this time, the pig-faced bat that was killed last was also struggling, seeming to want to break free from the shackles of the saber.
However, the Hayabusa Sabre was completely used like a soldier with a tough will at this time, still biting his enemy, letting the very corrosive blood like sulfuric acid corrode on the knife.
The turbulent light red foam, which seemed to be the blood of the bat corroding the saber, but the falcon wing saber was still nailed to the corner of the wall, allowing the blood to corrode, while being eroded by the pig-faced bat's wings. The blade was slapped, but the Falcon Wing Saber remained motionless, nailed firmly to the stone wall, as if this saber was cast by the will of a soldier, and it seemed to be the incarnation of a falcon.
But Jiang Minghao looked at the saber completely wrapped in light red foam, and then at his right hand full of blood holes. He would never reach out to take the saber anymore. Otherwise, not only would his right hand be injured more severely, but also It is also possible to add an enemy to yourself.
"Squeak...Squeak..."
Jiang Minghao’s back was tightly against the cold and wet rock wall. The coldness of the rock wall passed through the suit to Jiang Minghao’s back, making him feel like he was frozen under a deep river bed, except Waiting for death, there is no chance of resistance.
And the bat that was killed by the pistol had slowly fluttered its wings and flew up. Perhaps because of the injury, only the height of the four flying knives, Jiang Minghao's forehead, could no longer fly high.
Another bat, which lacked a piece of wing, moved like a wriggling mouse on the ground together with the remaining three bats whose wings were chopped off, with blood-red fangs facing Jiang Minghao’s soles. Move slowly.
These eight bats are completely slaves transformed by the god of death at this time, and Jiang Minghao will become the new slave of the god of death.
Jiang Minghao looked at the fangs in the mouths of those bats, as if the blood-red teeth were stained bloody because of drinking human blood and cannibalism all the year round. The sharp and sharp tooth tips were completely jagged. Once they were bitten, It must be torn off a whole piece of flesh.
"what········"
Jiang Minghao simply roared, emboldened himself, the roar that resounded from heaven and earth, like dragons and tigers, echoed in this enclosed stone-piled room, making those highly aggressive bloodthirsty creatures shiver. At this time, Jiang Minghao didn't have any weapons that could fight and fight, except for the M2000 gold-plated pistol that had already shot empty bullets.
In the face of such undead creatures, if you change to someone else, you will already be limp, not to mention in the case of empty hands, perhaps more people will choose to kill, tortured, and swallowed by these monsters. pain.
But Jiang Minghao will not, because in his dictionary, there is no word "give up", let alone the word "sit and wait to die". Even with bare hands, even if only teeth are left, he will fight to the end. This kind of will, It has nothing to do with the soldiers, and it has nothing to do with human nature, but in Jiang Minghao's heart, what would be the harm of a body that was already dead for a long time
Rather than waiting to die, it is better to give it a go. At least there is a chance of survival. Even if this chance is as slim as a meteor in the sky, it will even pass between your fingers when you are not paying attention, but Jiang Minghao will still choose to fight to the death. .
Jiang Minghao took out the gold-plated pistol from his waist. At this time, the pistol without bullets was not as good as a fire stick, but Jiang Minghao took out the only thing. He held the barrel and treated the gun as an attacker. Because the gun handle has a magazine, its attack force will be relatively strong.
At this moment, Jiang Minghao held the pistol upside down and raised the only weapon above his head. On the gold-plated gun, the golden light was reflected in the blue eyes of those bats. It was completely like a thunder god descending from the sky, descending from demons and demons. Especially Jiang Minghao's glaring look, as if the next moment, these beast monsters will be knocked into flesh by the golden'hammer' in his hand.
"Fuck you, I'm fighting with you, ah..."
Jiang Minghao roared, raising the butt of the rifle in his hand, and slammed it at the four pig-faced bats flying on his chest:
"Bang...Bang...Bang..."
The gold-plated gunstock in Jiang Minghao's hand is like a medicinal hammer. Aiming at the dark and fluffy bat is a deadly hammer, as if to hammer them into medicine slag. The four bats squeaked. He screamed and flew around Jiang Minghao like flies. It was a ruined army that had been broken up.
"Haha..."
Jiang Minghao smiled madly. Every time he hits the hammer, he hears a particularly tragic bat neighing, as if these bats are suffering extremely, making Jiang Minghao feel particularly happy and comfortable in his heart. Fleeing without being defeated, they are still like warriors who are not afraid of death. Although the blood is splashed, they are like strong and undead Xiaoqiang. They are still closely dealing with Jiang Minghao. At this moment, they have completely become a group of life and death. The death squad that stayed aside seemed to be planning a bigger conspiracy for the big army.
Until the next second, Jiang Minghao felt a tearing pain in his leg, as if a beast was biting the flesh of his thigh.
Jiang Minghao kept beating the four bats that were like gophers up and down like human flies, and lowered his head until he saw irregularities on his legs. The body of the crawling bats without wings, the heart-piercing pain instantly magnified, and it spread from his thighs to the brain nerves, as if he was being tortured by the torture of delay, and the pain made Jiang Minghao tolerate it. I couldn't help shaking my legs.