Although every time the hunter walks, the dragon scale dagger on his body will be like a spirited spirit, swaying on his wound, trying to make the hunter's wound hurt, thereby preventing him from approaching Jiang Minghao step by step. Footsteps.
But the hunter is like a lunatic. The damage and pain caused by the dragon scale dagger on his body are like poison, making the hunter feel like he is drinking poison to quench his thirst.
"Pattern·········Pattern···········Pattern···············
With the drop of blood running down the corner of the clothes on the hunter's army boots, he seemed to be stimulated by the sound of the dripping blood, and he started to get excited slowly. Perhaps his own blood made him crazy, or the upcoming victory made him. He admired, in short, as the hunter approached every time, he seemed to be getting closer and closer to the Christ in his mind.
And Jiang Minghao listened to the steady and powerful footsteps that had not received any influence from his injuries, and he felt for the first time that the death that was once considered unreachable was so cold and terrifying!
But Jiang Minghao still had no fear, still no worry, but a trace of relief and calmness appeared on his face, but his expression was like a great irony, and the hunter's original arrogant mentality suddenly sank to the bottom.
The hunter who was originally confident and even prepared to enjoy Jiang Minghao's begging for mercy, the slight smile on his face suddenly disappeared, replaced by coldness and cunning.
I saw the hunter slowly lowered the special fighting saber about forty centimeters in his hand, slowly holding his left hand in front of him, the dragon scale dagger that was still holding his blood like a duct!
"puff··············"
It was the sound of blood licking from the wound, and the hunter gritted his teeth fiercely, and the blue veins on his forehead suddenly stalked. The left hand holding the dragon scale dagger twitched suddenly and directly pierced the body. The dagger was pulled out of his body fiercely!
As soon as the blade was pulled out of the wound, blood was like a dam that had lost its obstruction, and it was ejected from his wound in an instant, and the tearing pain instantly transmitted to the hunter’s brain, making his body also There was a sudden tremor, and layers of sweat immediately appeared on his forehead because of the pain. At that moment, he seemed to be using a cruel punishment on himself.
But only in a moment, the hunter got used to the pain, his clenched teeth slowly loosened, and his face was cruel and terrifying like a bloodthirsty wolf, just listen to him slightly The weak voice said:
"Hey, Jiang Minghao, as a native of Long Country, you should have heard of Ling Chi's punishment, right?"
When Jiang Minghao heard the hunter's words, his original calm expression instantly tightened, but immediately, he was replaced by indifference, and his slightly closed eyes, waiting for death, still did not open, as if he was at that moment. The upper and lower eyelids are like the closed sky of night, unless the sun rises the next day, the night will be completely wiped out.
Seeing that Jiang Minghao didn't speak, the hunter seemed to be disappointed that his intimidation hadn't achieved the expected effect, but immediately, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again.
A strange light radiated from the hunter's eyes. He slightly looked at the blood-stained dragon scale dagger in his hand, and continued with a voice that seemed to be seductive:
"Such a sharp dagger, it shouldn't take much effort to cut your body? As for Ling Chi's words, as a member of the Long Country, do you still use me to tell you that I will cut a hundred and eight knives on you until the end Did one kill you?"
As the hunter was talking, his tone seemed casual and did not seem to be the slightest wave, but his eyes, like a child full of eagerness, stared at Jiang Minghao’s face closely, hoping from his face I saw the fear he expected, but Jiang Minghao's face still did not change at all.
Finally, the hunter was irritated by Jiang Minghao's indifference. His originally evil smile suddenly stiffened, and the anger on his whole body suddenly soared. The right hand holding the dragon scale dagger was trembling slightly because of excessive force.
"court death!"
These two words, as if they had an extremely deep hatred with him, squeezed out from the hunter's teeth, and the dragon scale dagger in his hand had been aimed at Jiang Minghao's body.
"Today, I will use your knife. As a result of your life, your myth of Jiang Minghao has fallen and disappeared in this world..."
"········································· Jiang Minghao did not speak.
"No, it's not right, right!" The hunter looked at Jiang Minghao's silent appearance, while talking to himself, shaking his head and said:
"I should cut off all your tendons and hamstrings now, and when the anesthetic on your body is over, I will cut off your flesh piece by piece. Only in this way can you really feel what pain is and let you feel it. The humble begging for mercy, the poor begging for death..."
This time, Jiang Minghao was finally moved. He did not expect that the hunter in front of him, the anti-Christian, would be cruel and terrible at this moment. Even Satan was ashamed of himself. The cold laughter seemed to make the entire jungle I was plunged into the ghastly atmosphere of hell.
"call·················"
Jiang Minghao’s ears immediately heard the figure of a foreign body breaking through the air, as if a huge giant suddenly exerted force, and the air pressure around him suddenly changed. He could clearly feel the killing breath in the air, and even smell it in his nose. When the blood smell of the dragon scale dagger, Jiang Minghao's body trembled involuntarily, but because of the anesthetic, there was no possibility of his body exerting any force at all, and he could only calmly face the blade in the enemy's hand.
Death finally came. At that moment, Jiang Minghao's mind showed smiling faces, the smiling faces of brothers who died for him, the soldiers of the border guard squad, Falcon, Xiaosha, Li Yuhui, Long Ge ···············
Too much, the people who sacrificed for Jiang Minghao, at the moment of facing death, let Jiang Minghao release all the guilt and pressure in his heart.
"Brothers, I'm here, wait for me..."
Jiang Minghao whispered softly in his heart. At this moment, those so-called responsibilities, those so-called honors, so-called hatreds, and the pieces of living lives that have been lost because of themselves, at this moment, they all pass through like a meteorite. The sky is gradually worn out by the atmosphere.
"boom···············"
Suddenly, a thunder-like gunshot sounded. Jiang Minghao heard the thunder-like sound, and his body trembled suddenly. He tried to feel the pain in his limbs, even if the fluid in his body felt flowing. At least this way, Jiang Minghao still has some comfort in his heart.
But he magnified his senses no matter what, maybe it was because of anesthetics, maybe because the hunter suddenly changed his mind. In short, Jiang Minghao couldn't feel any pain. On the contrary, he felt that the god of death who followed him was fading away.
"Oh..."
Jiang Minghao opened his eyes abruptly. He wanted to check his injuries, but the moment he opened his eyes, the hunter's eyes of hesitation, fear, resentment and despair came into view.
When Jiang Minghao's gaze followed the hunter's sight, he saw the hunter's heart, a red bean-like blood spot gradually spread, and finally formed a blood circle the size of a red sun. At that moment, the air was filled with blood. Jiang Minghao couldn't help taking a deep breath, as if he had escaped from the edge of death by luck!
At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind the hunter. He listened to this voice while sucking in the air, and said in an almost mocking tone:
"Hiss...I hurt my heart to death, and there are helpers. Fortunately, I will pretend to be dead, hes...Ouch , I almost died, but I am smarter than you and don't talk as much as you."
This familiar tone was Moore who had just been shot by the Scorpion Tail and popped a bloody flower in the grass. While covering his shoulder, he moved his palm to look at the pierced shoulder from time to time. Then he continued taunting:
"Damn, idiot, don't you know that the villain was finally counterattacked by the decent because of too much talk? Bah..."
"Mo···········Moore·············································································································································· The voice shouted, and under his efforts, his body could only tremble a little, maybe it was excitement, maybe it was lucky, in short, at this moment, Jiang Minghao felt the joy of being saved for the first time.
If it is said that every time he was rescued before, he was exchanged with the life of his brothers and comrades, then Jiang Minghao's survival can only make him more annoyed, regretful and self-blaming on the road to survival.
However, this time, and also the first time, Moore used his own actions to rescue Jiang Minghao, and this time the rescue is like the encouragement given to Jiang Minghao from the heavens. It is not the same as before. This time, God generously gave Jiang Minghao a surprise and extravagant hope, and gave him the courage and excitement to survive.