Chapter 567

Click, several unlucky believers in front were smashed. As the tombstone broke, their bones were also smashed, and the whole person fell to the ground and howled miserably.

At the same time, Duan Xin flew in.

The right hand caught a believer's heart accurately. With the change of body shape, Duan Xin threw the man out wildly, knocked over two, then stepped on his right foot and kicked one person's belly.

The kicked believer bowed back and fell to the ground, curling up in pain.

Duan Xin smiled and said, "Wow, you look like a pregnant squirrel!"

Several believers in front showed ferocious faces, but they flashed to the left and right. Suddenly, seven or eight people with sharp knives jumped out from behind. The shining sharp knives generated momentum in their hands. Their knife skills were as skilled as the claws of a hound. They wanted to treat Duanxin as a hare.

The sharp knife stirred the rain and stabbed Duanxin's body.

But Duan Xin was not a frightened rabbit. When his eyes showed sarcasm, he flashed aside. The sharp knife rubbed his side waist. His palm had been slapped out, and the black robed believer who attacked him was slapped out.

Dong, hit a tombstone.

He didn't remember whether his skull had cracked, because Venus was running around in front of him and his mouth was blowing a little foam.

Duan Xin licked his lips, then walked over, stretched out two fingers to shake in front of him and said, "what's this? Hey, did you drink milk for both meals sooner or later? "

The black robed believer screamed wildly, and his right fist smashed into Duan Xin's temple.

For example, the fist built with a steel cover is quite vicious. The believer's fist technique seems to be more terrible than his knife technique, but his fist has just been smashed out, Duan Xin's bus palm is accurately slapped on his cheek, his skull is in close contact with the tombstone again, and blood, snot, tears and white foam vomit together.

"Remember to recognize your ancestors next time, you know what I mean?" Duan Xin smiled and suddenly twisted back. Several black robed believers came at the same time. Today, fickley gave them a death order. Duan Xin must be taken down, must be!

Several sharp knives came one after another.

Looking at the fierce enemy, Duan Xin sneered, pulled out the demon wing knife, then inserted it back and said, "brother can abuse you without a knife!"

He jumped back and fell on a grave. Suddenly, he jumped up and kicked in the air.

When the tip of his right foot poked two knives, his left foot also hit a person's shoulder blade.

Then he rolled over in the air and slapped someone in the face.

His movements seem natural and unrestrained, not so strong and fast, but somehow, it's hard to prevent. You see his slap fan, but when you raise the knife to cut his hand, his foot has kicked your lower abdomen. You want to black him from the back, but he hit the bridge of the nose.

A black robed believer silently recited the blessing of Modong. Duan Xin's knee had been knocked on a believer's face. The sound of facial bone fragmentation was very clear. Just stimulated his nerves, there was a scream on the other side.

His palm was cut into the man's ear.

"Stop!"

Seeing Duan Xin put down the dozen or so, the leader roared with his eyelids. His orders must be heard by the black robed believers. Although he was unwilling to be humiliated by Duan Xin, he withdrew backward.

Duan Xin laughed wildly and said, "just fight. What are you yelling at?"

Before the words fell, he jumped up like a cheetah and flew the front believer with a fierce and unparalleled action. Then, the bus slapped half a circle and knocked the front believers upside down.

When they gave up three meters, the only believer on the field was still standing.

The boy seemed to be born with steel and was slapped by Duan Xin, but he didn't move. He only had two eyes to shoot provocative eyes.

Duan Xin raised his eyebrows and slapped his backhand again.

But he just tilted his head slightly.

"Oh, the second Olympics!" Duan Xin jumped up with a little surprise, picked up his black robe with his toes, then pulled it, covered his head with his robe, and then slapped him again according to his celestial cover.

Pop!

If someone else doesn't die, he has to lie down, but the boy just doesn't move.

The believers behind felt really angry. Some people even howled to cheer him up and felt great morale. The boy also took off his black robe and posed and roared loudly.

Duan Xin was a little helpless. After aiming at his big underpants, he flashed over and broke the rubber band on them. The underpants fell instantly, revealing his fleshy ass and a pinch of soft hair.

With the tattoo of the fruit girl stretching her legs on his belly and the fruit girl pouting on his back, the key parts become a wonderful finishing touch.

WOW!

The cheering stopped.

The scene was stunned and embarrassed.

The boy looked down, then showed an untimely smile and covered his crotch with his hands.

At this time, Duan Xin swung another slap.

This time he flew, very sharp and gorgeous.

Leaving a perfect shot in the air, the floating hair has become a wonderful interpretation of his life

But the believers turned their heads one after another, and some covered their heads.

The leader gnashed his teeth and scolded Duanxin angrily: "boy, you are so hateful!"

Just then, fickley took someone to kill Duan Xin. From a distance, the angry woman did not hesitate and raised her hand with two shots.

However, due to the wind and rain, both guns lost their accuracy, but the momentum was still terrible. A bullet rubbed Duan Xin's scalp, and a bullet slipped a blood groove in his chest.

Duan Xin attracted fire here, and Joson over there was a lot easier. With Malone's help, they were about to run out. Duan Xin looked at her, raised his middle finger at fickley, and turned his head and ran away.

Fickley held the gun and ordered, "front team, chase!"

The gunfire rang out again.

Duan Xin runs fast, but he must be no faster than bullets. It's not too much to describe it now. Fortunately, he comes all the way in a hail of bullets. He knows how to use the terrain to cover himself. Therefore, he runs where there are dense tombstones.

After taking Joson and others out of the cemetery, Malone jumped in alone, and the bunker was not found. He poked there and shot steadily. The posture of the long gun in his hand made him unspeakably handsome. The accurate shooting method made the front enemies fall one by one, relieving Duanxin of great pressure.

When Duan Xin arrived, they both turned out of the wall.

Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, they fought back and ran forward.

After entering a forest, the pursuers behind gradually disappeared.

The rain is also much less.

"I can't do it. Take a break." Joson sat down on the ground and gasped.