Chapter 183： Extraterrestrial creature

Chapter 183 Extraterrestrial Creatures

The gravel dust settled down slowly, and it was filled with a smoldering underground passage. After the blasting of the foot bomb, there was a burnt hole on the outer wall, and the surrounding wall was covered. crack.

"It looks effective." Kyle stepped back and shrugged.

"Yes. As long as there are three such powerful bombs superimposed, it will be able to break the outer wall of the corridor." Weiss agreed.

"This is easy to handle." Pat the palm of his hand, Kyle is about to continue to draw cards, suddenly the channel behind the sound of a sharp wind, the feeling of extreme danger floated on the head, and even caused the back neck to cool.

Almost instinctive, Kyle quickly lowered his head, just made this action like a reflection, a silver knife light danger over the head, cut off a few hair.

While Kyle avoided the fatal blow, his face was cold, and he applied back to the enemy with his elbows, and the elbow was still falling into a group of air.

The other party actually dropped the sniper at the speed of sound, and there was no pause in the back swing, and easily escaped the superb counterattack of his close distance!

All of this happened between the lights and fires. In the eyes of ordinary people, only three times more than one can slow down. Only then can we see a tentative game between the two.

"Fast speed!" Kyle was shocked, his body muscles were as tight as the enemy, turned, and the twinkles swept cold to the rear.

It was a man who was promoted to one of the top four in the shape of a sickle. Like a good prey, he was very interested in staring at Kyle. He said with a slight appreciation: "I can escape my quick attack, a good reaction, You are really amazing."

"Why do you want to do it to me?" Kyle asked coldly. Inexplicably jumped out to slap him a knife, usually caught up in the morning, but now the most urgent task is to get out first, do not want to be entangled in this by the inexplicable challenger.

"Why? The weak and strong food is the king. This is the eternal law of the universe. How can there be so many?"

The sickle man smiled straight, his narrow eyes exposed the cruel and unappealing fierce light, and raised the sickle and said: "I am the blade of the Z-Series planet. Our race was born to fight and behead. It just came to Saka. Planet, I killed the head of all the creatures I saw!"

He licked his lips and continued: "The ruler named 'Guru' said that as long as I can win in the championship, I forgive my sins, but who wants his forgiveness? As long as he can fight with powerful creatures, and It’s enough to slap the head of the strong man and taste the blood of the strong!"

"Master. There is no doubt that this is a metamorphosis of the killing system, attacking life without purpose, only for their own pleasure." Wiss whispered in the ear of Kyle.

"You don't have to say it, I know." Kyle's face was indifferent, and he was alert to the sick man.

Things got into trouble.

"If you can kneel down your head, it should be a very memorable thing."

The scythe man suddenly took a lunge and the sickle fell with the gale. Kyle had already prepared for it, and the flexible stepping on it was easy. The sickle fell on the wall behind him. The tofu is cut open to leave a smooth sniper groove.

If the ordinary person's body is hit by a blow, not dead or disabled, even if it is the super physique of the super soldier, it is necessary to cut off a piece of meat.

Kyle is not a gentle and weak temper. He was repeatedly challenged and attacked by alien creatures. The anger of the convergence point has once again come to mind.

"You have to fight, you can fight!"

Kyle’s eyes were cold and he stepped on the other’s knife. The scythe man went back and smoked, but underestimated the strength of Kyle. The hand knives only slightly trembled and loosened, and did not withdraw in time.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Kyle body twisted, kicked a kick, flew the sickle man's heavy cockroaches, and bounced on the passage walls and floor a few times, raising the dust.

Can be very quickly, in Kyle's cold eyes, the sickle man with a hand knife to hold the ground to climb up, the mouth is filled with a few drops of bright red blood, actually bursting out with a sly smile, "I really did not misread you, this Not right, fight me!"

Kyle didn't take care of him, reached for a moment, and quickly realized the physicalization of the card. Two black rounded items were thrown at the scythe man, and he quickly stepped back a few steps.

"What is this?" The slashing man lifted his head and subconsciously waved his hands and slashed his knife. He cut the items that had been thrown in half, and the next moment, two fires and bursts suddenly broke out.

"Bastard! Come and fight with me!" The screams of the scythe man screamed in the creeps.

"Who said that you want to fight with your own double-knife monster, you are not fast, come chase me."

Kyle’s mouth is mocking, and now he has no protection against venom coats and vibrating arm guards. There is no venom suit form and a soda carbon steel sword. The brain is sick and the opponent is born with a natural fight for the battle. The monster race is strangled.

Understand the gap between the strengths of each other, then rely on tools to make up.

He missed the card quickly, high-explosive grenades, shrapnel grenade, etc., like a brain that did not need money to throw forward, sealing the passage space.

For a time, large and small explosions continued to rang through the underground passages, with the anger and pain of the sickle man.

The narrow underground passage has greatly limited its speed, and the grenade can exert an extraordinary effect in it, and it is not right.

Frequently baptized by grenade and bombs, the sickle man, despite being quickly avoiding the most dangerous central bombing area, was still blackened by the hair that was affected, and the wolverines were **** and gunpowder.

"I don't believe... you can have so many ammunition on your body..." The slashing man gnashed his teeth, raised the slashing knife, and accelerated his pace. The wind blew away the heavy smoke in the area.

One of the blasting areas in the passage, the slashing man saw Kyle standing in front of him, just rushing to the color of joy, raising his hands and slashing the knife, but when he saw the weapon in Kyle’s hand, The face suddenly changed color.

"Don't mess with me!" Kyle snorted, holding the laser machine in both hands, pulling the trigger, and a few dazzling blue-white lasers shot from the muzzle.

The sickle man speeds away from the escape, and the body becomes a black shadow that becomes blurred. It bounces back and forth in the channel, and the laser that accurately predicts the position is all wiped out.

When the speed reaches above the speed of sound, it really means a little restraining of all attacks.

"Taste this." Kyle was expressionless, and the single-handed gun kept shooting, forcing the other party not to move closer.

His other hand was inserted into his pocket and the pocket was quite a bit like a treasure bag, and he took out a black disc.

(End of this chapter)