Medical Sovereign

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"Who are the two? Why follow me?"

In the middle of the evil spirits, the two men were only the masters of the masters in the middle of the period. He was still very confident in his collection, and his tone became easier.

"Following you is of course taking your dog's life. Do you think you are going to eat late at night? Hahaha!"

A black man said that he was very humorous. He laughed when he finished, but it was a pity that no one was attached, which made him feel boring. He stopped after two laughs!

"The two masters dare to kill me in the middle of the season? I really don't know who gave you the courage!"

Mo Mo said with sorrow.

“Who told you that we only have two people?”

The black man said indifferently, watching Mo Xie’s eyes are as full of banter as a cat.

Mo Xie let go of the perception, but did not notice any signs of ambush around him. His heart could not help but sink. He didn’t know whether the black man was pretending to be a mystery, or really another ambush.

"Don't worry, let's do it!"

Another black man who had never spoken, said impatiently, raising a pair of daggers in his hands, appearing in front of Moxie as a ghost, with a hint of implied smear on his neck.

Mo Xie screamed and suffocated, and pointed out that the knife poked at the throat of the black man.

"go to hell!"

Before the black man's hand rose, the soft whip around the waist was like a snake coming out of the sea with a whistling wind blowing toward Mo Xie's neck.

"Glyphs!"

Mo Xie snorted, from the suffocating body, the body just twisted in place, avoiding the key, the knife still stabbed the enemy's throat.

Unexpectedly, the black man's eyes showed a strange smile, and his body shape suddenly turned into three afterimages, making it impossible to distinguish between false and real.

Mo Xie is the master of the sect of the sect of the sect. Whenever he cares about these obstacles, the knives that are as fast as the thunder are accelerating again, and suddenly they become three throats that are respectively poked to the three afterimages. It seems that he is making a decision. The idea is to fight hard and whip a soft whip, but also to kill an enemy first.

"Old things, not finished yet!"

The black man saw that he didn't confuse him. He was depressed and screamed. He was forced to retreat. The three afterimages flashed. The deity has appeared five meters away, leaving Moxie to fall.

Even if Mo Xie didn't want to let him go, he had to admit that the guy with his eyes was faster than him, so he couldn't catch up.

Although the black man in the dagger was withdrawn, the soft whip was still in the black, and Mo Mo was in a fire, and he could only use him to suffocate, as if he was flashing like lightning, he could not avoid the whip. Advance, deceive and approach the enemy.

Combat experience is very important in many times. When it is critical, it can even determine the outcome in one fell swoop. In Moxie's view, since the enemy is good at using soft whip, it is close to his close combat to attack his shortcomings.

His choice is not wrong in any battle. However, he is wrong not to understand the enemy, but based on the judgment made by subjective experience, he did not think that the combat experience will often become a trap set by others.

Therefore, when he was too late to react, he was close to the palm of the black man who made the long whip. The man suddenly abandoned the whip, but he did not hide. Instead, he greeted the palm of his hand. Come up, as if sent to the door to find death.

Just as one of Mo Xie’s actions, when the action was slightly stunned, the black man in the electric light and flint stretched out his palms and held the posture of tai chi. Mo Xie felt that two mutually exclusive forces came and let him hit the heart. One of the palms was deflected, and the heavy one was shot on the left shoulder of the black man.

"Scratch"! The black man's shoulder blade was broken, and he couldn't help but scream, holding his left shoulder and retreating.

"Despicable and shameless, even on the body armor to feed the poison!"

Mo Xie’s face was ugly and screamed.

When he was photographing the left shoulder of the black man, the palm of his hand suddenly felt a pain, as if it had been pierced, and then he found that the entire right arm began to numb, lost consciousness, and quickly operated to prevent toxic attacks.

"Hey, fight half of your strength, and the scapula fracture is worth it."

Black people do not agree with the strange laughter, although the left shoulder bones break the fighting power is greatly reduced, but the injury and injury but spelled out the half of Mo Xie's combat power, this sale is still very cost-effective for him.

"You rest, leave the rest to me!"

The black man with the dagger appeared like a ghost. After a faint sigh, he waved his eyes and rushed to Moxie. The injured black man actually retreated and began to watch the battle!

"Hey, you are too young to look at me. Even if I am poisoned, my suffocation can be completely suppressed. Since you are going to die, come on!"

Mo Xie was despised and suddenly screamed, but he did not dare to carelessly. He did not hesitate to take out the weapon, a telescopic metal iron rod, and shook his hand into a pole and a long gun.

With a shot in hand, Mo Xie was in great power, and the gun head shook in the air, turning into seven guns, and darting like a lightning bolt to the black man.

The black man did not seem to have expected that Mo Xie had suffered such a big loss after eating a big loss, and was forced to retreat.

The length of the gun is short, and the black man who is holding the black man is small and flexible, but he can't be close at all. He can only rely on speed and Moxie.

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't alarm the axe!"

The black people who watched the battle in the side saw the black man always fighting, and some impatiently urged.

"Hey! What you said is light, this old thing has a gun in hand, just like playing chicken blood, I can't get close, can you have any way!"

The black man is depressed and cold.

"We have a maximum of five minutes. If you can't, you have to retreat. Next time, find another chance to get rid of this old man!"

The black man in the game said something awkwardly: "I have changed my injury with a white injury."

"I can do anything. I knew that the old guy's shooting method was so powerful. When he first started to care for him, he should join forces and force him to use no weapons!"

"Do you think that you can kill him by teaming up? If I didn't make a mistake, even this situation can't be created. I blame you for being self-righteous and have developed such a **** plan."

"I know that this old guy can be so fierce with a weapon, and it is not poisoned. This is an intelligence error and can't blame me."

......

The two of you said a word, I quarreled.

Mo Xie listened and secretly sighed. Although he was poisoned and his right hand was inconvenient, it seemed to have a decline in combat power. But in fact, he is best at the left pistol, but it is usually hidden deep. I didn’t expect the key moment to become a turnaround. magic weapon.

The most important thing is that he did not worry about it. He always thought that since the two men started to work on him, there must have been a change in the villa. But at this moment, listening to what the two said, it seems that the villa is still extremely taboo. Wang Qianqiu is still alive and will send people to support himself at any time. He just sighed with a sigh of relief and did not try to test the response of the villa.

At this moment, he has already heard the rushing footsteps from the mountain village. It seems that the reinforcements are about to arrive soon. This has made him feel great, regardless of the consumption of one shot and then one shot, in the air, the blossoming of the guns and the enemies. I am in a hurry, if not his reaction speed is really good, I am afraid that I have been buried under the gun.

"No, they are coming, let's go!"

The black-faced man who watched the battle heard the rapid footsteps and looked at a group of people crushed by the mountains. He suddenly screamed and turned and ran.

"Old man, count your life, the next time you are not so good luck, I will not accompany you to play, leave!"

The black man was unwilling to scream, and he stepped on his feet. He even turned out to make a shadow in the air. The voice just fell, and it has already appeared ten meters away!

"The thief is taking a break. It’s true that Dongli Mountain Villa is where you want to go and want to come!"

The two figures opened up the reinforcements, flying like the Dapeng wings, and the two worshippers were still in the air, and they screamed at the two black men.

Mo Xie saw two enshrines coming in, and suddenly felt relieved. I felt a little gratified in my heart. Don't look at the two enshrines and the two deputy lords. However, at the crucial moment, they can still be consistent with each other. At this moment, see the second pursuit of reckless pursuit. I am afraid that he has lost, and quickly shouted: "Two offerings, come back soon, poor to chase!"

"Big offering, are you okay?"

The three offerings saw Mo Xie's footsteps frivolous, his face pale, and he quickly stepped forward to help him with his concern.

"I'm fine, let the two offer back, the two are not weak, and they are prepared, don't miss their ambush!"

Mo Xie didn't mean to say that the two offerings were too low, not the opponents of the two, and they said.

"what!"

It is a pity that it is already late. When the two men and the men in black have made a move, they will make a scream. The whole person will fly back and fly, and it is unfortunately flying to the location where Mo Xie is.

"Two offerings!"

Although Mo Xie blames him for not being self-sufficient, but after all, it is also for his sake, how can he see death and not save, the two legs stand up, gas Shen Dantian, open arms to meet the two offerings.

"Hey... you... why?"

Suddenly, Mo Xie made a sigh, and his eyes wide openly looked at the two offerings that were unscathed from his arms, and a dagger was firmly inserted in his chest.

"What are you doing for two?"

Three offerings screamed and hurriedly stepped forward to support the big offerings, and the angry and angry anger shouted.

"Don't ask, I know, you and they are a group?"

Mo Xie’s face was mournful and desperate, pointing to the two offerings of anger: “Is the old lord no longer there!”

"Yes, you all **** it!"

The two offerings have not yet spoken, and Mo Xie suddenly feels a pain in his waist, and three ears are enshrined in the cold and gloomy hate voice!

Mo Xie turned his head and looked at his eyes full of hatred. He looked back and saw the two offerings, and his face showed a faint self-deprecating color.

It’s no wonder that the two black-handed killers said that they had more than two people. It’s no wonder that they had a quarrel when they were fighting. They intentionally or unintentionally showed their taboos on Dongli Mountain Villa, just to mislead him and let him think that Wang Qianqiu was still waiting well. In Dongli Mountain Villa, the reinforcements are reliable. The real killings were not the two black-handed killers, but the two offerings and the three offerings. It was a very good calculation. This bureau successfully sent him to hell.

"why?"

Moxie's vitality is dying, the dagger in the chest is already fatal, and the knife on the waist is accelerating his death. Together with the spread of toxins, his eyes are beginning to blur, but he is not willing to know. Why do the enshrined and the two offerings betray the axe?

He feels that their purpose is not only to assist the deputy gang, but it seems more like a conspiracy.

"Black Tiger gang still remember? My surname, his surname is Li, we are cousins, **** seas and vengeance, just a tooth for a tooth!"

The second is dedicated to gnashing his teeth, and Mo Xie suddenly realized that there was a bitter bitterness and unwillingness in his eyes, and a long sigh of grief: "Qianqiu, this is retribution!"