The Unrighteous God In Marvel

　　 When Alexandra fell down, Suwanda went into madness for some reason.

　　 He attacked the avatar of the stickman and Leon regardless, completely abandoning the defense.

　　 This kind of desperate posture is something Leon has never encountered before.

　　 Whether it's a bullseye or a golden union.

　　 The former did not give up praying for Leon to bypass him at the last moment before his death. The all-wicked murderer cried like a child when faced with more ferocious enemies.

　　 Jin is the same.

　　 When he learned that he was absolutely impossible to survive, Kim Uno's greatest wish was still to escape in vain, and then look for opportunities for revenge.

　　 If it wasn't for Leon's killing intent to be too obvious at the time, it is unknown what Jin could do.

　　 This Suwanda is different. It can be seen that this is really aspirational.

　　 don't hide at all.

　　 In a sense, there is a feeling of wanting to die.

Enemies like 　　 have always been the most difficult to deal with. Killing him may not make a profit, but if he is replaced, he will definitely lose money!

　　 Fortunately, Leon is a clone.

　　 So, after replacing one of Leon's clones, Suwanda was watching with a slightly sluggish gaze under Suwanda's unclear meaning, and the remaining two clones cooperated with the stickman to kill Suwanda with a smile on his mouth.

　　 Tony saw in his eyes, he always felt that this man named Suwanda, although he had been pursuing longevity, but he didn't seem to resist death.

　　 is really weird.

　　 Following Suwanda and Alexandra, they died one after another, with five fingers together, leaving only the last person who didn't say a word from start to finish.

　　 blogger.

　　 Grid opened a side kick of a clone, the Botu swung his knife and cut, the clone was too late to dodge, and turned into a white smoke to dissipate.

　　 When Lyon dealt with enemies, he always relied on his high attributes and weird skills. Really want to compete against fighting skills, it is obvious that he is not ranked.

　　 Not to mention a person like Murakami, a blogger who hasn't had an adventure for hundreds of years and can only hone his skills.

　　 Leon can defeat Murakami, but the clone cannot, because there is a big gap between the physical strength and strength, agility, the clone and the body.

　　Moreover, the equipment of the clone is all appearance, only appearance, no entry, no actual effect.

　　 However, this does not lie in the fact that the clone is against the enemy.

　　 At this time, the blogger surrounded by seven clones knew best.

　　 How do clones fight?

　　, of course, is a crowded tactic.

　　 Botu holding a pair of knives, slowly moving his sight, looking around at the enemy in front of him.

　　 The corners of his eyes droop, it is Murakami's corpse. A little to the left, Alexandra also fell to the ground. A little further to the left, Suwanda still has a smile on his face, as he always has been, as if he was still alive.

　　 The altar farther away. The blogger's eyes were blurred, Mrs. Gao, should have died there too...

　　 I am the only one left.

　　 only left!

　　 I'm alone...

　　 Where is the enemy? Hehe, unscathed...

　　 He was just a clone of the wound he killed, and it was already this way. Of course, the blogger could see what the white smoke represented.

　　 The enemy's attitude is also obvious, isn't it.

　　 "Maybe I should have died long ago."

　　 Botu suddenly said.

　　 "We have done too many wrongs, too many, too many...I don't pray for forgiveness, but I only hope that in the next life I will have the opportunity to make up for my fault..."

　　 As he said, the short knife in his left hand turned, the tip of the knife pointed at him, and it stabbed hard.

　　珰! With a sound, the short knife was blown off and hit the wall.

　　 "Do you want to have your next life too? What good things are you thinking of!"

　　 clutching his numb left hand, the blogger looked for the direction of the voice, and saw Leon, who was carrying a **** his back, approaching with a gun.

"This is……"

　　 Tony felt very strange. He couldn't say no strange things. He just felt that Lyon shouldn't have played in this style. Maybe he was covered in blood, or walking over with a bowl of noodles would be more suitable for him.

　　 Carrying a little girl?

　　 Lyon, you are in a scene, this is not your style.

　　 "This is, on the altar..." Tony thought it was a hostage, or a victim who was **** by the Sacred Club.

　　 Leon sighed and shook his head: "This is complicated. I will tell you more carefully later."

　　 Tony also nodded. Now is really not a good time to talk. There is one more thing to deal with.

　　 I'll talk about it after finishing the business.

　　……

"She is……"

　　 Botu's eyes widened, others can't recognize it, can he still not recognize it? This is the carrier they prepared for the Black Airborne World!

　　 But, that little girl as a carrier should be dead...

unless……

　　 "What is it is yes, it is your uncle!"

　　 Lyon will naturally not be as elegant and easy-going as his little friends.

　　 "You really deserved to die long ago. From the moment you were born."

He pushed up the little girl who had fallen off his back, and Leon continued to spit out venom: "You have done so many bad things, and now you are about to die, you suddenly realized it. Who do you think you are! Lu Zhishen?! "

　　 "There is always a **** scum scum like you who has done bad things for a lifetime. Before you die, you have done something to help your grandma cross the road, thinking that you have been redeemed, and thinking about being a good man in your next life to pay off your debts."

　　 "Did a good person jump into the well with your mother? You have to bear this!"

　　 approached step by step, Leon's mouth never stopped.

　　 "What can you do to make up for your sins?"

　　 Botu’s mouth whizzed: "I..."

　　 "Is your life?"

　　 took a step forward again, and Leon, wearing a mask, stared at the blogger and stared at him: "Your life is worthless. It can't compensate for anything."

　　 "Look, he died, then what?"

　　 pointed at Murakami's corpse, Leon's tone was relaxed and gentle.

　　 "You want to do that too, don't you. You die a hundred. But. You know, no one cares about your death, no one cares."

　　 "Tell you a little secret..."

Leon gently took the remaining long knife in the hands of the blogger of Liushen Wuzhu, put it close to his ear, and whispered: "Death is not the end, and **** is real. I will bring you back to life when there is a chance in the future. Yes. You like the one you die. What a coincidence, I just like the one that makes people die a few more times."

　　 Raising the tip of the knife slowly, Leon pushed the knife into Botu’s chest with a harder effort.

　　 "Say hello to Mephisto for me."

　　 "Huh...hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhha

　　 Leon’s craftsmanship is not very good. The knife just went through all the vital organs, only piercing the lung lobes.

　　 As Leon moved the knife handle, a large amount of air entered the depressurized lungs. The severe pain and numbness made the blogger unable to breathe and could only make a ho-ho sound.

　　 In fact, he really can't make a sound, and **** saliva is flowing from his face.

　　 "Oh! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

　　 Leon apologized: "I'm coming again!"

　　 slowly pulled out the knife~www.readwn.com~ Lyon was about to insert it again.

　　 Uselessly clutching his chest, Botu wanted to grab his knife with his other hand. He regretted it. He found that he was not as afraid of death as he thought.

　　 Without hesitation, he swung his knife, Botu's knife was also good, cutting off his own hand very neatly.

　　 "Look at you, why do you regret it."

　　 Leon is very sad.

　　 "Remember, death is not the end, but the beginning. Be sure to remember, if you don't remember me after your resurrection, I will be very distressed!"

　　 thrusting the knife into the other side of the chest, the blogger shouted in pain: "Ah!...you...hoh..."

Covering his mouth, Leon said: "Don't wake my daughter. Haha, do you want to die soon, or do you want me to let you go? I'll give you a chance, as long as you beg for mercy now, I will heal you and let you go. If you say you want to die, I will kill you happily! Say it."

　　 The blogger was covering his mouth, desperately trying to make a sound, but Leon firmly pinched his mouth, so hard that he felt that his jaw was about to be crushed.

　　 "Good! Have a backbone! I admire you!"

　　 Leon tried to take the knife out again, but Tony stopped it.

　　 "Lyon."

　　 Tony shook his head.

　　 Leon nodded.

　　 "He found out. You are lucky!"

　　 stood up and lifted the little girl up again, Leon kicked the left ear of Botu who was lying on the ground.

　　 clicked.

　　 The blogger finally died with fear and perseverance, as well as other emotions that could not be empathized.

　　Hands together, it perishes.