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Black Steel International Greater.

Valentine shook her arm and walked slowly forward with her eyes as she thought of the hijab. The bright white blade reflected his smiling face and eyes, and a blood-red light shining under the setting sun.

Black Gloves Team is passionately produced.

Alexander knelt on one knee with a big sword, and blood flowed down the blade to the ground, blooming freely under his feet. The bobcat's heavy crossbow had become part-state, scattered on his legs. Valeria's

The top was torn, revealing a large area of ​​wheat-colored skin under the neck and the surging waves wrapped in a bunny breast. Xing Yihuang leaned against her, looking at Valentine slowly walking in the distance,

It is wrapped in fire and tears.

farcry3: The sunset in Buttermore.

The sun sets, the demons wake up. Lost the ruins, the black past, and only by killing can one gain new life.

"Let the blood and the sunset witness this new self."

Valentine walked to the top of a huge source stone bush, raised her hands and bathed in the sunshine of the new era. Under his feet was the integration movement, the sacrifice he offered to his new self.

His body leaned forward slightly, letting gravity pull him, falling freely. Just as he landed on the head of an integrated sports soldier, he made an extremely strange move in the air to adjust himself, riding his whole body

He knocked him to the ground by the soldier's neck, and held up the slash in his hand.

Death comes from heaven.

Puff.

The blade penetrated deep into the soldier's neck, and he ended his life without even saying a word. Blood gushed out from the cut artery, like a fountain on Times Square.

Blood splattered on Valentine's face. He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, and made an evil smile at Xing Yihuang who had been staring at him in the distance. The next second, he disappeared.

Got it in place.

As if it appeared out of thin air, behind another soldier beside the first fallen soldier, Valentine hugged his neck tightly with his left arm. The soldier stretched out his legs and his hands to break free from the bondage.

To no avail, Valentine directly sent the hilt into his heart. The tip of the knife came out of the soldier's chest. He pulled his eyes hard and looked at the bloody tip of the knife in horror, and soon he lost his breath.

Valentine is like a white god of death on the battlefield, constantly harvesting the lives of unprepared soldiers. In Xing Yihuang's eyes, wherever the bright silver hair appears, a gorgeous blood line will appear.

.What surprised her was that when Valentine was slaughtering, the soldiers were not disturbed at all and were still in a state of no defense, which allowed his assassination to continue and was absolutely successful.

Unlimited kills.

Xing Yihuang felt that she had witnessed an extremely wonderful art of killing. Every flash of Valentine would appear behind an enemy. Every time she swung her sword, she would take away the life of an enemy, and it would be absolutely quiet, even if it was

The strongest hunter she had ever seen was not as good as Valentine's killing skills at this time.

Accurate, rapid, quiet, and deadly.

He was born to kill people.

Valentine's performance didn't last long. Just as he knocked down the thirteenth enemy, the guys in the integration movement finally found something was wrong. They all turned around and leaned together, lifted the weapon in their hands, and looked at the one in front of them.

The suddenly resurrected god of killing.

Valentine looked at the enemy's attention sign that had turned red in the sight and pulled the slash out of the heart of the soldier beneath him.

The soldiers of the integration movement took a step back together. Valentine, who was resurrected from blood, was too shocking for them, not to mention that this man killed their thirteen brothers just now and did not issue them.

Any sound.

The Avenger did not react at all. He still held the knife and looked at Alexander in front of him. It seemed that if Alexander did not fall, he would not move.

He stood there quietly, neither attacking nor defending, but just looking at Alexander who was half kneeling.

He is waiting for someone.

Valentine looked at the integrated movements who surrounded him in front of him and reached out and placed his hand on the back of his neck. He closed his eyes and crooked his neck, and his joints were staggering. No one dared to attack him.

Luntin did not make any offensive or defensive postures either.

The two sides confronted each other quietly.

Soon, Valentine finished the massage. He looked at the people in front of him, slowly raised his hand, and stretched out a middle finger.

Internationally friendly gestures.

Valentine's lips curled up.

Everyone in the integration movement looked at me and I looked at you, but there was still no one who dared to fight him one-on-one. Soon, a fat brother with a chainsaw couldn't stand it and stood up. He put the goggles on his head

, looking at Valentine in front of him, spat and pulled the starter line of the chainsaw.

Valentine recognized this guy, who almost turned him into two halves. If Valelia hadn't used his shield to mismatch his chainsaw, Valentine wouldn't have had the chance to be reborn.

Now that we meet again, Valentine thinks it's time to have something fun.

He waved to the chainsaw man.

The chainsaw man cooperated very well and ran over with the chainsaw. Although he was fat, his speed was not slow. He ran to Valentine in a few seconds. Looking at the serrations that were falling in front of him, he kept turning.

, Valentine once again smelled the familiar smell of source stone.

Thorn.

The fat brother swung the chainsaw directly from Valentine's head to the soles of his feet. But without the expected cheers, he even heard the screams of a soldier.

"Monster...monster! This is a monster!"

The machete in the soldier's hand fell to the ground, reflecting his trembling legs. He pointed at Valentine and could no longer speak. Valentine glanced at him, a silver light flashed by, and a flying hand in hand

The knife stabbed directly into the soldier's eyebrows.

The fat brother saw the soldier's miserable situation. He looked back at Valentine in front of him and felt unbelievable. Valentine had no wounds on her body, and even her clothes were in their original state.

His chainsaw didn't even saw Valentine's clothes open.

Looking at the fat brother in front of him, Valentine glanced at the blood bar in the corner of his vision.

There are three left in the four blood volumes, which means that the saw just now saw off his blood volume.

"cut."

Valentine let out a disdainful smile.

Fat brother was angry. He had ever been so contemptuous? After picking up the chainsaw, everyone was polite to him. During the battle, he rushed to the front, one saw and one could not stop him.

.

He didn't believe it anymore. Can you block my saw or the second saw?

Looking at the fat brother who was eager to try in front of him, Valentine took out something from her waist.

Just as the fat brother was about to lift the chainsaw and come back, Valentine directly stuffed a round and hard thing into his mouth. The fat brother was stunned for a second, took out the things in his mouth and was about to throw them into it.

On the side, he stopped.

That was a grenade.

The fat brother looked at the grenade and then at Valentine in front of him.

Valentine made an extremely bright smile and showed 8 teeth, which was very standard.

"Your horse, for..."

A violent explosion covered the fat brother's voice, and he and the words in his heart disappeared with the smoke and dust after the explosion.

The dust dissipated, and the fat brother had become a pool of rotten meat that could not be seen clearly. Valentine was tidying up the dirty things on her body, her face light and light.

The integration movement was no longer calm, and now all of them looked at Valentine like monsters.

Only Valentine knows what he is in now.

His vision had turned black and white, and the crimson light kept flashing to warn him. The blood bars in the corner of the vision were empty, and now he could kill him with just a single attack.

Damn, the price of this coin is a bit expensive.

Valentine still did not continue to remain a madman and returned to her true heart.

"This is the original you, I thought you really turned into a madman." The system's voice echoed in Valentine's mind.

Valentine took out a tube of green reagent and tucked it on his arm. Seeing that he had recovered his blood volume, he smiled slightly.

"Crazy, who knows?"

The system laughed, and the laughter kept echoing in his spiritual space, Valentine felt a little headache.

"You are really cowardly." Valentine looked at the integration movement in front of her that she did not dare to move forward and began a war of verbal war.

The integration movements looked at him, no one spoke.

Damn, who dares? The performance of the flying knife and grenade just now has completely shocked them. What if I talk too much and say another flying knife?

No one wants to die.

"Ha." Valentine sneered. "I didn't say one-on-one fight. You can go together, why are you so nervous? Can you say that so many of you can't beat me?"

It's really possible.

This is the truth of most integrated sports soldiers.

Judging from the current situation, it is the best choice for them to take other people from the Black Glove Squad as hostages, but the Envy Enquirer stood behind them and they dared not go there at all.

The Avenger in a crazy state is no more terrifying than an undead Valentine.

So, they now have two choices, either being hacked to death by the Avengers or Valentine.

They chose the third way and killed Valentine.

Five soldiers from the integration movement ran out from all directions and waved the machete in their hands to slash Valentine. Looking at the five people in front of them, Valentine yawned bored.

There are so many flaws.

He avoided the first person's attack and easily moved behind the enemy. When Valentine appeared behind the enemy, a prompt appeared in his horizon.

“Use melee.”

Valentine smiled slightly, hugged the enemy's neck very skillfully, and stabbed the hilt from his kidney into his body. At the same time, the attacks of the other four enemies also arrived, but it was completely useless.

This is the assassination state of Yuanchui 3. Before the target dies, the protagonist is in a completely invincible state.

Soon, the soldier lost his anger and other attacks passed. Another prompt appeared in Valentine's vision.

“Use a grenade.”

He quickly took out a grenade from his waist and pulled the pull ring with his mouth, stuffed it into the corpse's clothes, and at the same time he turned around and kicked the corpse at the other four people.

The four enemies were knocked to the ground by the kicked corpse, and before they could stand up, the grenade exploded.

Valentine turned around, and the waves of air lifted up the hem of his clothes.

A real man never looks back at the explosion.

The price was because the close-range explosion Valentine's blood volume was one square less. But this was not a problem for him. Valentine took out another healing potion and stuck it on his arm, and the blood volume was full again.

This time the system is absolutely reliable, giving him the most comprehensive ability to cry 3, unlock all skills, unlock all weapons, unlock all equipment, and the highest level of all backpacks.

This is one of the reasons why he dares to play like this.

As for reconnaissance... if you have everything, you can still reconnaissance? All enemies know clearly, all weapons can be used, and you can use them directly. The camera is used as a telescope to see the scenery later in the game, and Valentine is now in the late stage of the game, and

He doesn't want to see the scenery either.

For him, the most beautiful scenery is the scarlet reflected by the thundering bloodline in the sunset, which can only be achieved with the knife in his hand.

"I said, are you underestimating me too much?" Valentine wiped her hands and looked at the integration movement in front of her.

There is no movement in the integration movement.

"Since that's the case, I'll come to you." Valentine rubbed her hair and took out a spas12 shotgun from behind.

Click.

A red No. 12 deer shell ejected from the gun chamber, sounding the death knell of the integrated movement.