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Invincible Chapter 1227

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    Due to the heavy humidity in the jungle, a thin mist rose from the jungle after being exposed to the sun.

    Davis lay there, tilting his head to look at the dewdrops on a blade of grass in front of him.  I don't know when it started, but he always likes to appreciate these seemingly insignificant small things.  The drops of water hang on the blades of grass, crystal clear and extremely clean, you don't know when it will fall and disappear without a trace.  You have to wait intently, eyes wide open, without blinking, like he used to hold a gun and wait for the enemy to show up, and it takes patience and focus.  And what he was waiting for now was for the drug to work and burn his life.

    Suddenly, a gust of wind blows, the grass sways, and the moment the water drops fall to the ground, the disappearing brightness and poignant beauty will make people feel extremely trembling.  Just like the lives of those brothers who fought side by side with him a few days ago ended in an instant, Davis can understand the kind of regret that is hard to keep.

    After a gust of wind, the jungle returned to silence.  Davis shook his head and looked at the other side. There was a river valley not far away, and the grass grew very densely beside the valley.  The narrow river surface is mostly covered by grass, and the mung bean-colored river water that can be seen is not muddy, and it flows silently, and it looks very calm.  At this moment, there is nothing abnormal in the entire jungle, and it appears to be peaceful.

    For more than five days, he has been fighting in this jungle for five days.  His brothers are all dead, and now he is the only one left. This scene is so similar to a few years ago.

    I don't know how long it took, the effect of the drug has been exerted.  His central nervous system was excited like never before, his whole body was full of strength, and his brain was always in a state of excitement.  Already maimed by sniper bullets, the bloody shoulder no longer hurts, but itches a bit.  He wanted to scratch with his hands, but finally held back.

    Davis stood up and stood up. He knew that this state was completely brought to him by drugs, and the drugs on his body could only be injected three times.  If he can't cross the border to Vietnam before dawn tomorrow, and reconcile with those who respond, even if Yang Luo doesn't kill him.  Such a serious injury, coupled with the aftereffects of injecting drugs, would also kill him.

    Davis quickly came to the river, lying on the ground, his head completely immersed in the river, gulping down the water, the cold river water poured down his throat into his stomach, and the pores all over his body opened.  Immediately afterwards, his head suddenly lifted up in the river, bringing up a drop of water.

    An unknown wild mouse ran not far from Davis, tilted its small head and looked at Davis, as if sensing that this big guy was dangerous, turned around and ran away.

    Davis pulled out the saber from his waist and threw it viciously.

    "Squeak!"

    The vole was nailed to the ground, its four paws were desperately grabbing the ground, and it screamed.

    Davis walked over, pulled out his saber, grabbed the dying vole and put it in his mouth, then bit off the vole's head severely.

    The voles screamed, crunching, and Davis chewed, as if enjoying this feast, blood trickled down the corner of his mouth.  After chewing a few times, the throat rolled and swallowed into the stomach.  Then he stuffed the bloody wild mouse remnant into his mouth and chewed it crunchingly.

    After Davis ate the voles and their fur, he went to the river to wash his face, then looked at the surrounding terrain, took out the compass, and went into the jungle again.

    A lonely, blood-covered figure galloped through this forest shrouded in silence and desolation everywhere.

    The annual withered leaves pile up on the ground, giving off an unpleasant smell forever regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

    Above the forest, there are dense layers and intertwined branches. It is difficult for the sun to hit the ground, and a little sunlight that is rarely missed is like a brightly colored insect, as if it is on the moss and reddish withered plants.  Crawling on fern.

    The effect of the drug gradually began to lose, and Davis felt tired and sleepy.  The wound on his shoulder, every time he moved, even the slightest movement was painful.  But he didn't stop, he had to persevere until his physical strength reached a certain limit.

    The forest shook off the remaining light on its body, and the night came again.

    "Damn it!" Davis cursed weakly. He felt his body start to feel cold again, his head began to dizzy, and his face gradually lost the color of blood.  Both feet are weakly stepping on the ground, and there is a possibility of falling at any time.

    After about half an hour, Davis couldn't hold it anymore, leaned against a big tree and panted violently, took out the needle and drugs again, and injected them into his body.

    "ah!"

    Davis roared softly, with pain and a little joy in his voice."Wolf!"  "Davis' voice was hoarse, but with a cold killing intent.

    Yang Luo leaned against a tree, turning a blind eye to the gun pointed at him.  He took out a cigarette in his pocket, lowered his head and lit one, then took a deep breath, and then said softly: "Davis, we have played against each other twice, and this is the first time we have met. I am very honored."

    Davis did not speak, there was no expression on his face, and no one knew what he was thinking.

    Yang Luo said: "Surrender! You have no choice, so you still have a way to survive."

    Davis said indifferently: "Blood wolf, I, Davis, have never known what surrender is."

    Yang Luo smiled slightly: "Then I can only kill you."

    Davis also smiled, but his smile looked a bit ferocious: "Blood wolf, no one in this world can kill me except myself, and you are no exception." After speaking, he turned the gun and pressed it against his chest  Pulled the trigger.

    "boom!"

    With a clear gunshot, Davis, the jungle god of war, ended his life with his own gun.  Only in this way can he feel that his dignity has not been violated.

    Yang Luo looked at Davis who was slowly falling to the ground, and sighed, "Davis, whoever Yang Luo wants to kill, he can't possibly have the chance to 'suicide'. I respect you, that's why I let you choose to be dignified."  die." ^_^ (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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