close to death

The guy twitched, blood poured out of his mouth, and dripped down Ling Yun's arm to the ground.

Due to the panic, the people around didn't pay attention to cross-eyed, only heard the sound of piercing the sky, and two more unlucky guys fell to the ground and howled miserably.

Accurate and ruthless, to buy who you are.

Ling Yun covered himself with the cross-eyed corpse, looked into the distance, and saw a black shadow flashing by at an extremely fast speed, carrying a bundle of sharpened wooden sticks on his back.

The wooden stick is made of rattan, about the thickness of two fingers, and it looks extremely tough. It can penetrate a person's body with it. It seems that the opponent's throwing skills and strength cannot be underestimated.

In a blink of an eye, there were three more corpses on the ground, only the yellow-haired ghost and the big black man remained, and the surrounding became quiet again, except for the sound of the waves, no sound could be heard.

No one moved and did not dare to move. If the target is exposed, they will soon become the other party's prey.

Time passed by every minute and every second. After waiting for three full hours, near noon, the fog in the sky gradually dissipated, and the woods became brighter.

Ling Yun didn't dare to vent his breath, quietly lurking, suddenly felt something strange on his back, a black patterned cobra crawled up his thigh, spitting out a letter, looking extremely terrifying.

Grass, Ling Yun only felt that his scalp was numb, and the white hair was sweating. He had seen this kind of cobra in a book, and it was extremely poisonous. .

How to do.

There was a cunning javeliner in the distance, and two condemned prisoners beside him, with a cobra lying on their backs, Ling Yun was almost desperate now.

The cobra hissed, and seemed to have sensed Ling Yun's breath and body temperature, which was a sign of preparation to attack.

The nerves all over his body became tense, Ling Yun's heart rose to his throat, what to do, what to do.

At the moment when the cobra launched an attack, Ling Yun pulled the cross-eyed arm beside him to block in front of him. The cobra's fangs were firmly embedded in the arm. In this ten-thousandth second, his right hand grabbed the cobra's tail, Violently thrown out.

"Ah,..." There were screams in the distance, and it turned out that the cobra just happened to land on the head of the yellow-haired ghost.

The yellow-haired ghost was caught in the ears of the cobra, and jumped up in fright, but before he could stand still, a wooden stick whizzed towards him, piercing his chest.

Quick, accurate, ruthless.

Ling Yun felt extremely embarrassed, the guy hiding on the opposite side was definitely a tricky idea.

Just as he was thinking, the sound of piercing the sky came again, Ling Yun hurriedly dodged to the side, the wooden stick was stuck in the place where he was just now, trembling, it was already halfway in, and the stick was still trembling.

It turned out that the moment he swung the cobra, his position was also exposed, and the attacker who attacked him was actually a master of position detection.

After a lot of tossing around, the surroundings became quiet again, Ling Yun lay on the ground, he had already locked the position of that guy, but there was a big African black ghost next to him, he didn't want to act rashly.

The surroundings became quiet again, but this quietness was more terrifying than Death's heartbeat.

The three of them stood in a stalemate like this. This was a competition of endurance.

Various methods flicked through Ling Yun's mind, but none of them could alleviate the immediate crisis. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed, and a plan came to his mind.

The figure moved, trying not to make a sound, the right hand had already grasped the sharpened wooden stick, slowly pulled it out of the ground, and pushed it against the cross-eyed corpse in front of him, supporting him up.

Pfft, as expected, there was another sound of piercing not far away, followed by blood splashing, and sharp wooden sticks passing through his body.

Ling Yun tore off the wooden stick and let the corpse fall heavily on the ground, in order to deceive the guy not far away.

At this moment, there was a burst of abnormal noise from the nearby grass, and the big African black ghost suddenly stood up and rushed towards the opposite side.

Pfft, blood splattered, a wooden stick pierced his shoulder, the big African black man grunted, and continued to charge forward. This guy was as strong as a bull, and that little injury didn't seem to have a fatal effect on him at all.

"Go to hell," growled the big African nigger, already rushing forward.

I saw the grass swaying, and a black shadow shot out.

Bang bang bang. ． ． ． ． ．

The sound was endless, and the black shadow shot extremely fast, and had already punched more than a dozen punches in an instant.

The big African nigger had rough skin and thick flesh, was very resistant to blows, and possessed brute strength, forcibly grabbed the black shadow's arm and threw him out.

Ling Yun was watching the excitement and was about to make a move when he suddenly saw a black shadow approaching and smashing heavily on the cross-eyed corpse next to him.

"Woo..." Accompanied by a muffled groan, it turned out that the wooden stick on the cross-eyed corpse was inserted backwards and pierced through the shadow's shoulder.

It is still forgivable to do evil by the sky, but you cannot live if you do evil yourself. This is the real self-inflicted suffering.

Ling Yun stood up, brandishing the dagger and pounced on him. He was going to make trouble and take the opportunity to kill that guy.

Heiying didn't expect that there was a guy hiding beside her, and she panicked and rolled to the side. She never thought that the wooden stick was still piercing her shoulder, which caused a wound and hurt her heart.

A black shadow flashed by, Ling Yun lost his aim, and threw himself on her body. Suddenly, he felt a little strange, and saw that his left hand was pressing on the two firm and plump flesh, which was full of elasticity and had an excellent hand feeling.

The woman was taken aback for a moment, when the big African black ghost not far away roared and rushed forward. ． ． ． ． ．

. . . . . .

"Ling Yun, here we are, what are you thinking about, boy?"

Zi Yan's roar came from the side, Ling Yun was so cold and cold, and finally woke up from the memory, coughed a few times, and hurriedly covered up his embarrassment, "Ahem, boss, I was thinking about nuclear warheads just now matter,"

Zi Yan had already seen that there was something wrong with his expression, but she didn't continue to ask. Heisha drove into the airport parking lot and parked in the empty space next to it.

Looking at the communicator on her wrist, Zi Yan opened the door and got out of the car, "It's almost time, let's go, let's go to greet you,"

The security check window in Terminal [-] of the airport.

Ling Yun and Zi Yan stood quietly at the airport pick-up gate, luggage and parcels were slowly approaching along the electric conveyor belt, and a beautiful figure appeared at the security check gate.

"Here we come," Zi Yan looked at Ling Yun who was looking to the side, only to see that he was already stunned, his eyes glowing green.

Beauty, absolute beauty.

The buttocks of the United States, the breasts of the United Kingdom, the faces of South Korea, and the thighs of Russia, this is how the world's fashion magazines evaluate beauties from all over the world.

Tall figure, black uniform, white shirt, slender legs, hips swinging to the rhythm, smooth long hair with golden shawl, fair and tender skin, sapphire-like eyes under long eyelashes, clear and deep, sexy The cherry lips were covered with lipstick, but they looked even more charming.

The age is not very old, about 24 or [-] years old, is it true that the current professional executives are all beauties,