Chapter 1691 Chasing Spirits

After the Ling in front of him said those words, the brothers in front of him and Yang Hua couldn't help but feel violently shocked in their hearts.

Hearing what the Spirit said, he must kill someone today.

What's the situation at this moment? It was Na Ling who strangled Na Ling's neck with one hand, and Na Ling choked Na Ling so hard that he couldn't breathe. At the same time, the cold dagger in Na Ling's hand had already penetrated into Na Ling's neck, scarlet red.

The blood has started to flow slowly down the neck of Thirteen. As long as the dagger in Ling's hand stabs forward a little bit, the throat of Thirteen in front of him will be cut off alive.

Where are Yang Hua and the brothers standing behind?

Although Lin Yi and Xiaozhuang held guns in their hands, they did not dare to fire. They knew that as soon as they fired, the spirit would use the body of 13 to block it, and then they would kill their good brother.

, but what if they don’t shoot? Do they just watch their good brother suffer bit by bit in the hands of that spirit?

"I'll replace him, okay?" Yang Hua said with a cold face.

The spirit in front of him suddenly had an expression on his face. It was a smile, a mysterious smile.

He looked at Yang Hua with cold eyes: "You, my account, will be settled one day, but today?"

"What do you want to do today?" Yang Hua almost roared.

But facing the situation in front of him? Yang Hua could only hold back the boundless anger in his heart. He had never been as passive as he is today. Even when he was surrounded by layers of Melka militants, Yang Hua was never so passive.

He has been passive before, but now? He has become so passive.

"I told you, one life for another."

"I came here today just to leave with one life."

After he finished speaking to the spirit in front of him, his body began to retreat quickly. At the same time, he held the body of Thirteen in front of him with one hand and tightly protected it in front of him. He clearly wanted to fuck the Thirteen in front of him.

shield.

What about Xiaozhuang and Lin Yi? They could only hold the gun tightly in their hands and point it at the spirit, but no one dared to move.

"If you want to kill my brother today, I dare to swear that no matter whether I chase you to heaven or on earth, I will kill you." A cold oath spat out from Yang Hua's mouth, the voice was so

of coldness.

Listening to Ling's ears in front of him, Ling's cold pupils shuddered.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

After Sui Ling finished speaking, an extremely bad premonition suddenly hit everyone's hearts.

"13."

Lin Yi in front of him exclaimed.

He had the best relationship with Thirteen, but what about now? He watched Thirteen being hijacked by the spirit in front of him, and at the same time, the cold blade penetrated Thirteen's neck one by one, but what about him? He couldn't help at all.

Busy.

Na Ling is indeed the ultimate myth in the world of killers. Although facing Yang Hua, Xiao Zhuang and the gun in Lin Yi's hand, what about him? He is not passive at all, using his 13 body as a cover.

, only a pair of exposed eyes were hiding behind the 13th.

His body began to retreat, while still holding on to 13 in front of him tightly, while Yang Hua and the others followed closely.

Suddenly I couldn't move.

His rarely expressive face suddenly had a cold expression the moment he stepped back: "I don't have time to make trouble with you anymore."

After the spirit in front of them finished speaking, everyone's hearts suddenly shook violently.

"don't want."

"Don't kill 13." Lin Yi yelled crazily.

But what about the spirit? In front of this fierce man, there will be people who can escape the hope of life. He is like the ultimate god of death in the dark night. Whoever he wants to die will have to die.

His body had disappeared into the darkness, and at the same time he was holding 13 tightly, and the other hand holding a cold blade slowly wiped the dagger towards 13's throat.

Where are the brothers? You can only watch, heartbroken.

A squeaking sound.

Blood spurted out from 13's throat. Where was 13? Two hands covered with blood suddenly covered his throat tightly, and his legs fell to his knees with a plop.

His eyes were sobbing violently, and at the same time, the blood spurting from his mouth and throat flowed out like water.

And at the same time, Xiaozhuang and Lin Yi opened fire.

The gunshots fired like bang bang bang towards the killer spirit.

But what about Ling? Just after the knife in his hand cut off that 13's throat, his body suddenly jumped into the darkness. He didn't know whether Xiaozhuang's and Lin Yi's guns hit that Ling, but now

What? The spirit's body was already running forward like a ghost.

"13." Xiaozhuang and Lin Yi exclaimed at the same time and ran towards 13.

But what about 13? At this moment, his legs were kneeling on the ground, and the blood dyed the entire cold ground red. The two hands stained with scarlet blood tried to block the blood in his throat, but they couldn't.

The blood flowed down his throat.

Lin Yi and Xiaozhuang, who ran over, looked at the pupils in their eyes slowly shrinking, and their eyes turned red with anger.

"13, you can't die, you can't die." Lin Yi, who had the best relationship with 13, hugged 13's body and cried bitterly.

Xiaozhuang was also looking at this good brother with distress.

But what about 13? His mouth was open, and a bloody hand desperately grabbed Lin Yi's clothes, as if trying to grab something, but the result? The black pupils in his eyes began to slowly

Shrinking, little by little.

Then the bloody hand that was holding Lin Yi tightly fell down with a bang.

dead.

13 died.

At the moment when 13 died tragically, Lin Yi couldn't help but burst into tears.

And what about Yang Hua?

His blood-red eyes seemed to swell in an instant, and at the same time, his whole figure seemed to be plunged into an endless sea of ​​blood, and even his face almost became distorted in an instant.

"I will kill him with my own hands."

Hearing a wild roar, Yang Hua seemed to have completely lost his mind and went crazy, chasing the place where the spirit had just escaped.

His body movement at this moment was simply faster than that of the spirit just now, and it was even more rapid.

Soon his figure fell into the darkness to chase the spirit.

When Yang Hua chased out two blocks with a lack of intuition, he saw a dark and deserted area in front of him, and the buildings in front of him were all cold ruins.

When Yang Hua arrived here, the keen intuition just now seemed to have disappeared in an instant.
Chapter completed!