Gamers Are Fierce

"Say it early."

Li Ang felt the aura of a powerful person approaching fast behind him, and the four spider claw arms all moved backwards, and began to shoot and suppress.

The other four pale arms smashed the glass windows, so the technique was repeated and he was raised high.

Swing directly to the eighty-ninth floor above Caesar's bedroom.

Li Ang waved the [Mighty Poison] short blade in his hand and slashed fiercely towards the floor-to-ceiling glass window on the eighty-ninth floor.

The blade smashed with ripple energy can easily break the glass,

Among the glass fragments flying across the sky, Li Ang tugged Caesar and rushed into this room.

This is probably a girl’s bedroom, with a two-story duplex structure, with a huge floor area and extremely luxurious decoration. There are also some girl symbols like dolls.

The only exception is the corner of the living room.

There are twenty vertical glass display cabinets neatly arranged on both sides of the huge LCD TV.

Inside each display cabinet, a mortal corpse that has been cut and transformed is displayed.

They, like rag dolls, are made up of various parts, with dense needles all over the palms and ankles.

A slender steel wire extending upward from the bottom of the display cabinet runs through the thighs of the arms and plays a fixed role.

And their faces, which had no glamour for a long time, fixed their stiff smiles with plastic glue, and smiled silently in the direction of the sofa.

Irene Raphael is one of the dolls.

The girl who smiled brilliantly in the photo is now like a ballerina, wearing a white skirt with her toes on the ground,

In the exhibition cabinet, she put on a light and dancing shape, with a gentle smile on her face, as if she was greeting Catherine Raphael who had suddenly entered.

And under the display cabinet where she was in full bloom, there was a nameplate—a sixteen-year-old gift from Brother Ben to Alice.

Li Ang fell silent,

Kaiser Zmich, who was dragged by the collar by him, burst into tears and cried, "Please, please..."

"..."

Li Ang silently swung down the [Poisonous] short knife, cutting off Caesar's two arms.

The blood ran all the way and penetrated into the pale yellow hand-woven wool carpet spread on the marble floor tiles.

"Don't hurt my brother!"

The girl's immature voice came from upstairs. A kinship girl about fifteen or sixteen years old in a bright red fluffy dress jumped down from the second floor of the room and showed deterrent sharp teeth towards Li Ang.

She is quite beautiful, her face is somewhat similar to Caesar,

There is a sense of tenacity in the expression of fear,

In those red eyes, there was a clear expression of concern and worry for Kaiser Zmich.

"Let go of him!"

The beautiful voice of the blood girl echoed in the bedroom,

Her pupils suddenly widened, and an invisible and intangible mental interference struck Li Ang directly.

It is a pity that the charm skills of the blood race are useless in front of Li Ang, who has cat eyes and whose life essence is gradually detached from humans.

A trace of despair flashed across Caesar's pale handsome face. He exhausted his last force and shouted, "Alice, go, you are not hers..."

Before he finished his words, Li Ang had already activated the cat's eye hallucinogenic special effect, holding the girl's figure, bullying her body, and drawing a round of meniscus with a [virulent] knife in his hand.

The kinship girl only felt the sky spinning, the last scene she saw in her eyes was the back of herself standing on the ground.

"..."

Caesar Zmich, with broken limbs, watched her sister slumped to the ground in a dazed manner, and her eyes lost all their looks.

"You stupid girl... why are you still hiding here, why... don't you run..."

He didn't care about the severe pain on his body, he didn't care that Li Ang used a knife to cut his neck, and he didn't care that the trachea was submerged by blood foam.

Li Ang listened to the system prompt in his ear and turned his head.

The Elias Zmich, suspended outside the French windows on the 89th floor,

He looked at the dead nephew and niece in the room, the corners of his mouth were first slightly raised, and then immediately turned into deep grief deep in his soul.

"dead!"

The blood count shouted sternly, the majestic blood pouring out, and two red wings that stretched for more than 20 meters stretched out behind him, and closed fiercely towards the floor where Li Ang was.

In front of the blood energy wings, the explosion-proof glass was fragile, and the steel beams and pillars were empty, directly corroded and melted into pitch black residue.

Just one second before Yin Hongyu wing hit Li Ang, his figure disappeared. Only under his feet, an IED improvised blasting device was quietly placed.

Dididi.

At the end of the countdown, the IED burst in the **** wings, destroying the entire room and the glass display cabinets placed in the corners.

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A few hours later, the dark world was completely shaken, and an unknown mysterious person raided the Zmich family’s stronghold in Frankfurt.

In the presence of an earl of the blood family, he successively killed a son and a daughter of the current Patriarch of the Zmich family, cutting off all the blood of the Patriarch.

Blood races are not easy to multiply, and the children of each race are precious, let alone the direct descendants who inherited the blood of their ancestors.

The Zmich family awakened several marquis ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to try to find out the identity of each other through the sacrifice ceremony, but found nothing.

Just as the contemporary Patriarch, who had died with two children, went into madness, trying to do everything in his power to activate the sacred curse of the Zmich family’s murderer,

The ancient genius elder who saved the blood clan with his own power awakened from his sleep and stopped this move.

The various forces in the dark world just around the corner can't think of it.

Having lost the two Tsmich families who cherished their direct bloodlines, they died as never before and stopped all preparations for war.

Just clean up the Lexler Building honestly to clear the impact of this incident on the human world.

Everyone is speculating,

What is the uncrowned king of contemporary blood, His Royal Highness Akado Zmich, thinking...

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"Clean up all traces, do you understand?!"

A thin, mean-looking blood nobleman stood in the room on the eighty-ninth floor full of burn marks, loudly berating the blood slave guard who was cleaning up.

He stepped on the black dusty floor, pulled the white gloves, and carefully picked up a bombed half of his arm from the ground.

"This is... Master Caesar's."

The Blood Clan Xungui gave a long sigh, gently placed his arm on the white towel above the gold cart next to him, and continued to pick up the broken bone pieces on the ground.

No one noticed that on the cross section of that half of the arm, there was a very shallow and very shallow layer of mottled green light belonging to the "Vicious" short knife...

"Ah cut!"

The kinsman noble squatting on the ground sneezed inexplicably. He rubbed his nose with his wrist, and complained from the bottom of his heart that there was too much dust here.

"Nose, itchy."