Facing the hordes of soldiers pointing guns at him, Lu Ren rubbed his face and put on an indifferent smile. ¡Ý "That's all?" His voice was a little clear and his smile was a little shallow. However, everyone who heard his chuckle shuddered at this moment, as if they heard the wail of the devil deep in the eighteenth level of hell. "I'll come." Suddenly, a shielding figure intervened between Lu Ren and the soldier again. Lu Ren looked at He Zheng's solid back, smiled again, and reached out to push him aside. "They are mine." The wind blew across the long street, ruffling Lu Ren's bangs. He glanced at the soldiers surrounding everyone one by one. Wherever he looked, the soldiers felt cold all over, as if they were suddenly cursed by some vicious curse. Only Lu Ren himself knew clearly that when he looked over, the pale shadows of female ghosts had crawled out from the depths of his pupils, crawling across the yellow line, across the long street, and across the hundred-ten-meter-long road. A long distance away, like a resentful girl obsessed with her lover, clinging to the back of every soldier. In an instant, the battlefield in Lu Ren's eyes became like a ghost land. Between the human walls made of camouflage-colored combat uniforms, between the gun barrels standing like pines and cypresses, and between the muscular arms, there were suddenly wisps of pitch black. The long hair falls like seaweed in the darkest part of the abyss, swaying and spreading, filled with the scent of death; the death-white jade rings gently hug each soldier's chest and caress their cheeks. However, in Lu Ren's eyes, there was a touch of ruthless tenderness. But it's like a chain of impermanence, a life-threatening shackles. With just a flick of his finger, hundreds of lives would be harvested. "I really don't want to see it." Lu Ren smiled and closed his eyes, as if he really didn't want to see the sea of ??blood. He didn¡¯t make any drastic moves, not even the usual snap of his fingers. He didn¡¯t want to overly irritate these nervous soldiers. The weapons of this world had completely surpassed those of the earth. Although he was not too afraid, he was afraid that the flying stray bullets would hurt his teammates. Like He Zheng, this big boy may be silent but is reliable enough. Although he always rushes to the front with a shield. Pretending to be fearless, Lu Ren knew very well in his heart that no one was not afraid of death, and the same was true for He Zheng. In the final analysis, his disguise is just to protect himself. Unfortunately, his body is far from as strong as his self-esteem. Especially without using the giant transformation, he is not much stronger than an ordinary person, and may be triggered to go berserk when he is hurt. But if a bullet penetrates the vital part in an instant, it is impossible to recover like in the original work, but there is only a dead end. "I don't want you to die like this, at least not in such a worthless way." Finally, he took a look at his teammates reflected in the mental scan. Lu Ren muttered. His fingers hanging by his side gently made a "pressing" motion, slowly. The amplitude is extremely small, but it is full of an unparalleled sense of power. It¡¯s like crushing everything in front of you. Then. As he wished. Everything in front of him was really broken. In the resentful vision, the long hair suddenly rose up. Like weeds blown away by the strong wind, red awns light up one after another. From a distance, they look like wildfires in the depths of the grassland. However, only when you look carefully, taste and aftertaste, you will be horrified. I found that instead of being as hot and masculine as flames, these red glows had a coldness to them, like the gurgling blood flowing in the Santu River, or the sad flowers blooming beside the Huangquan Road. Those are Kayako's eyes. Red is the color of blood, and it is also the resentment they have been entangled with for three lifetimes. "Boom!" There was a loud noise. The phalanx of soldiers, which was originally neatly arranged, suddenly collapsed like wheat waiting for the autumn harvest. Endless blood spurted out from every orifice of the soldiers' bodies, as if an invisible ghost hand was grabbing them and squeezing them wantonly. The sky was full of exploding corpses. The high-tech protection of this era was proud of. The tool became vulnerable in front of Kayako, with broken limbs and arms flying around. Even the guns made of composite materials were severely affected. Under the struggle of ghost hands, they were torn to pieces in an instant, and the parts were scattered. Before it even hit the ground, it was corroded by resentment and melted away like a burning candle, leaving only an ugly black slurry. "The battle is over"?¡± After just ten seconds, Lu Ren¡¯s slightly closed eyes opened, bringing an end to the massacre. With a gentle wave of his hand, all the female ghosts dispersed immediately, and even the coldness that shrouded the place was gone. It was also lifted in an instant, dissipating without a trace. The dark clouds dispersed, and the sun shone down again, but it could not warm the corpses on the ground. Yes, it was just a moment. The group of soldiers who had a mighty appearance before were no longer there. There were not many living people in sight. "Gayako" never stopped killing people. Even if there were a few wounded soldiers who were not dead, it was just that it wanted to torture these poor people in different ways. Lu Ren walked slowly through a sea of ??blood. He didn't say anything more like a slaughterhouse, nor did he bother to shoot again. He had seen the injuries of those soldiers. They were all done with just the right precision. One blow was sharper than surgery, and it was more precise. It was very cruel, almost all of which were severe injuries like disembowelment. It could be said that these soldiers were doomed to death the moment they were injured. ¡°They were really cold killing machines. ah. "Lu Ren shook his head and made such an evaluation of Kayako. "As expected, not long after he walked past the abandoned position, the screams** that were still echoing before gradually fell down, and finally returned completely. Silence. Hundreds of soldiers were wiped out. Behind him, the East American team followed his footsteps through the sea of ??blood, but Lu Ren could clearly feel that an invisible wall seemed to be between him and the rest of the world. Everyone followed him cautiously, but they didn't dare to say a word, let alone come within three feet of him. As they walked forward in silence, they could only hear the sound of their soles stepping on the pool of blood. , it¡¯s not like they have never seen Kayako kill someone, but in the blink of an eye, a whole large group of people seemed to have been minced by a meat grinder, not even a whole corpse was left. Such a visual impact still made everyone feel sad. Fear. Fear, depression, and a certain amount of nausea grew in the hearts of every East American team member. As the sun set, the blood-like sunset suddenly dyed the world red. Ren walked slower and slower. Finally, when the soles of his shoes were stuck with thick blood, he stopped and stood in the blood that filled the world. He suddenly remembered that he was entering reincarnation for the first time. When he was in the world, he seemed to be desperately trying to make his teammates afraid of him, just like Chu Xuan who made the entire Zhongzhou team afraid. But now, he did it, but not in the way of Chu Xuan. "Fear soaked in blood? I actually embarked on the path of Zhao Zukong? " Lu Ren suddenly felt very melancholy, and sighed in his heart again, "Could this be the fate of the East American team? "(To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!