Chapter 447

Although he looked frivolous and relaxed, browning didn't relax from beginning to end.

At the moment when the voice sounded, he and rosardo flashed back at the same time, tightened his body, put on a defensive posture and looked at the position where the voice came.

On the edge of the roof of the right building, two men stood and squatted, staring at them.

The man who spoke just now was a squatting man. He was thin, his eyes were narrow and narrow, and he narrowed slightly. His face was clearly smiling, but his eyes gave people a cold feeling. There was an illusion that he had become the prey stared at by the other party.

Another man standing was wearing a pale huge cricket mask, almost covering his whole head, revealing only tight lips and tight chin.

Both of them were wearing broad white feather fabrics lined with black uniforms.

The strong wind on the roof roared, making Yuzhi's hem flutter and hunting sound. In the flying, you can vaguely see the black capital figures surrounded by diamond boxes on Yuzhi's back.

Their numbers are different. One is "three" and the other is "Nine".

His eyes fell on the feather weaving worn by the visitor. Lin Zhenyi and AI Lei were stunned at first, and immediately showed a look of ecstasy. On the contrary, browning and rosardo's faces immediately became gloomy and extremely blue.

"Court guard team 13!"

The gnashing words burst out from Browning's mouth word by word. His face was completely free from the banter and ridicule of dying prey a few seconds ago, but full of fear, even a little fear.

Rosardo also looked like an enemy.

Those present were not ordinary people. Naturally, they would not fail to recognize the costumes of the 13th team of the court protection, and even know very well that only the leaders of the 13th team of the court protection are qualified to wear white feather weaving.

The captains of the 13th team of the court protection are all the strong men in the realm of the highest shining moon knight.

"How about I play with you?" the squatting man opened his mouth again and looked at browning with a smile, but his eyes were not half warm. "Don't you like the game of cat and mouse very much?"

Browning said something just a moment ago. At this time, he said it again from the man's mouth. It suddenly looked extremely ironic, making Browning's teeth clench and giggle with anger.

"Go!"

Just then, Rosado suddenly whispered. As soon as the voice was out, people had swept hundreds of meters.

He was much more decisive than browning and knew that he could not be the opponent of the first-class strong leader of the 13th team of the court protection, so he chose to run away.

"Qing style hundred insects."

As soon as it flew 100 meters, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded, attracting the attention of everyone present.

"Crazy flail cricket!"

The darkness that seemed to engulf the whole world bloomed in people's vision. The powerful and terrible pressure spread in all directions like a hurricane, which scared Li Minglun and others to step back involuntarily.

When the field of vision recovered, they quickly looked up, but they were stunned to find that only the squatting man was left on the roof, and the other man with a cricket mask had disappeared.

"Over there." the squatting man pointed to Rosado's escape direction.

Lin Zhenyi, AI Lei and others looked in the direction he pointed out, and suddenly widened their eyes, with a look of horror on their faces.

A ferocious monster hung out of thin air in the sky a hundred meters away.

Like a huge body composed of the endless darkness in the deepest part of hell, like a cricket magnified countless times, but it shows a terrible smell that the latter is far from comparable. Just looking at it, it makes people surge with horror and trembling from the bottom of their heart.

"You... Monster!"

Opposite the crazy flail cricket is Rosado, who is sweating. He tightly covers his right shoulder. Fresh blood flows out between his fingers like no money.

Just for a moment, the other party tore off his right arm. If he hadn't dodged quickly, I'm afraid he would have broken his head in the blow just now.

Even the six-star Sergeant chief is not so powerful as to be so terrible. In front of him, this guy is even stronger and terrible than the ordinary peak moon knight.

"Don't you do it? I'll do it."

The face of the crazy flail cricket is still the pale mask at the beginning. The exposed mouth gently opens and closes, spitting out words of indifference and no waves.

Rosardo felt his scalp numb for a moment, and a strong fear of death gushed out of his heart. At that moment, he roared and killed with red eyes.

The crazy flail cricket calmly raised its legs, and the dark claws hovered in front of him, each stretching out a fingertip, just like a plucked string.

Nine phase round kill!

Invisible sound waves turned into air waves and circled out, drowning the oncoming Rosado in an instant.

In the frightened eyes of the people, rosardo was like being involved in a high-speed turbine mixer. Even before he could make a scream, it turned into a puffy blood mist, which filled all around and left no bones.

A dead silence.

The imperial people stared at the scene in front of them. They felt dry and could not return to their senses for a long time.

A level 28 shining moon knight had no power to fight back in front of him and was hanged into a blood mist. It was a scene they didn't even dare to imagine.

However, this scene happened right now.

Gollum!

An imperial Lieutenant couldn't help swallowing his saliva. His voice seemed very abrupt at this time, but he also woke the people up. Browning's face would be terrible pale.

Fight and fight, but escape is also a dead end. Rosardo personally demonstrated to him the end of escape, and even if he asked for help, he could not support the arrival of reinforcements.

He never thought that he would fall into such a desperate situation when the city was full of astral troops.

"Why don't you give up and don't run away? I still want to have some fun activities of cat and mouse?"

The familiar voice woke browning up. It was still the man squatting on the edge of the roof. He said what he had just said not long ago, which was ironic.

"Why don't I give you five seconds to escape?"

This sentence stunned browning. Before he wanted to understand each other's purpose, the man opened his mouth.

"Five."

Browning's eyes widened in amazement.

"Four."

This time, he finally reacted. Ignoring the other party's attempt, he immediately rose to the sky and flew away at a high speed. Anyway, as long as he could open the distance and strive for time to call his companions, he could get out of danger and even kill the other party.

"Three."

"Two."

"One."

"It's time."

The man straightened up, his eyes narrowed deeper on his smiling face, flashed a touch of cold, the long sword at his waist had fallen into his palm, and the sharp tip of the sword was aimed at browning in the distance.

God kills the gun.

"Shoot him!"