Dark Savages Come To the United States

"Wayne, what the heck is this back injury?

Don't a strong guy like you have to avoid this demon? "

Death Archer stared and shouted, but of course the movements under his feet didn't slow down at all.

"I'm sure to beat him, but I can't guarantee my own safety!

If there is no way out, I will never fight that guy head-on! "

Wayne said angrily, and threw an axe in the direction of the group of demons.

The skill of weapon throwing actually does not require physical weapons to cause powerful damage, but with physical weapons, the damage will be higher.

Doing everything to perfection is a kind of insistence of Wayne. In other words, Wayne is also a kind of guy with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Or the "strong" that will correct the obsessive-compulsive disorder is the kind of three tones...

"We can't keep running, can we? This is a fight, not a race!

Even if it is a race, there is no reason to do so! If that thing catches up to me, it will definitely hammer me into meat sauce! "

Jason Todd threw a grenade on the ground as he ran.

It is said that it is impossible to attack that big guy, but what is the judgment of this "attack"?

What is it used to judge?

Could it be that as long as he is hostile to that guy, even if he launches a missile attack, he has to suffer retaliation?

If so, it would be too unreasonable.

"Don't expect me to pick up your meat sauce and make it into **** or something, the devil can eat people!"

As the death shooter ran, he glanced back at the grenade on the ground.

That's when he was determining the position of the grenade, and there would be no accident when he fired for a while.

These gunmen have long been referring to the existence of where to fight, but they do not have the ability to hit the target without knowing anything.

If it can really achieve that level, it will be a hit.

The ideas of the two top gunmen are very in harmony at this time.

The grenade thrown by Jason Todd did not tear off the pull ring, and some external help was needed to detonate it.

At this time, you can test the scope of the affix of anti-injury.

If all goes well, maybe the problem can be solved by dropping nukes in the Burning Hell.

As long as it is a flesh-and-blood life, nuclear weapons can be effective.

There is nothing to question this.

It's a pity that the result of the battle is not so clear now, at least we won't know until the end of the trial.

"I tried it before, and the premise of the counter-injury is that the demon can understand who the attack is coming from.

In other words, there is a distance limit. From my experience, this distance is within the sight of the devil! "

Wayne, of course, understood what the two gunmen were going to do, and he had already done this kind of temptation.

Even after doing a lot of research on demons, Wayne is still in awe of demons.

Yes, life is to be feared.

The confrontation between humans and demons has never been a personal grudge and hatred, but a simple confrontation.

The two lives cannot coexist.

If humans one day had the pure upper hand, that might set aside a small area for demons to survive or something like that.

But at that time it was the Humanitarian and Demon Protection Association.

Euphemism to maintain ecological diversity?

But that must be after the demons were almost wiped out, so it would not be surprising to have the demons on the list of endangered animals at that time.

Every American family can keep a demon, just like every family in Sichuan has a panda?

Fortunately, not everyone in Guangdong has Fujianese...

That's horrible...

"If you say that, it still requires the demon to understand who attacked him?"

There was a smile on the corner of the death shooter's mouth.

Hmm, that smile is quite touching, and a little bit handsome?

"Bang~"

There was an unexpected gunshot, followed by the explosion of a grenade.

The damage to that group of Agren trolls this time was not too profound, and even if it caused a counter-injury, it would not take away the lives of the two gunmen.

These two guys are obviously ordinary people, but that kind of vitality is actually quite outrageous.

Maybe people are very fragile, but also show the miracle of life?

Fragile and tenacious human beings have long become one of the masters of this planet.

"I'm fine."

The dead shooter continued to run without turning back, and there was no wound on his body.

Of course, he also knew that he couldn't hurt a demon like the Agren troll.

These are not knowledge, but experience.

He was not idle during this time, and when he was bragging with Luke, they did some serious things.

It's not the first time that Agron trolls have been seen, although it's the first time this group of warriors has been seen.

"Fuck, I have something to do! Wow~"

Jason Todd's voice came from the corner ahead, and it sounded like he was vomiting blood?

"Fortunately, you left a little distance when you detonated the grenade, otherwise I might be gone!"

As the death shooter ran, Jason Todd's figure also appeared in sight.

It can be seen that Jason Todd's state is not very good, and there are many wounds on his body.

"Devils are an intelligent race. Although they don't understand our technology, that doesn't mean they are fools."

Wayne said meaningfully, and easily resisted Jason Todd on his shoulders.

He has experienced counter-injury, and armor can provide damage reduction, but more has to be endured by strong vitality.

This time, I got a pretty good answer.

"Obviously, he knows who caused the attack he was attacked, and who should be the target of his retaliation.

I'm just a little curious, can the ability of anti-injury only work on one person at the same time? "

The dead shooter twitched the corners of his mouth, looking a little embarrassed.

He didn't expect Jason Todd to suffer a counter-injury. He was mentally prepared to be attacked.

The result is like this?

"I'm not very clear, do I need to remind me again that demons are intelligent beings?

What if this was just what he showed on purpose?

Don't forget that this group of demons has been dubbed the title of warriors! "

Wayne said so.

Then I turned my head and suddenly felt that my blood pressure was a little higher...

The Agren troll who ran at the front handed a hand and ear hammer to his partner, and then raised his **** at Wayne...

Obviously, these demons do not have no understanding of human beings at all. It is possible that at the moment when they were born from human beings, they may have obtained the memory of this person.

"Fuck!"

Wayne roared in anger.

Now he didn't come wearing Batman's vest, so he didn't need to hide in the shadows and say "Oh, Batman".

Being able to express one's emotions openly and aboveboard is actually quite enjoyable.

If the previous Batman was a little social phobia, then the current Wayne is social bullshit!

It's not a big deal to yell, and there's no pressure to fight furiously.

It's cool anyway.

"That thing actually mocks you?"

Jason Todd said while coughing.

He originally said this intermittently, but fortunately someone with a good heart removed the fragmented "cough cough" sound.

"I didn't expect that, now we have to keep running.

For the time being, we can delay his time like this. If there is really no way, then let me see who has the tougher life between me and this demon! "

Wayne forcibly suppressed his anger and said.

In front of these acquaintances, it is still not too presumptuous.

Social bullying also doesn't like the feeling of being socially dead.

"Speaking of a group of people stabbing him with needles, what would be the effect of the counter-injury?"

Deadshot has an interesting idea.

Wouldn't it be effective to injure this demon with attacks that are not fatal to each other, and defeat the individual with numbers?

"It depends on who his target is for his counter-injury.

If you don't plan to be the one who gets stabbed to death by a needle, I suggest that you don't say it in front of him when you plan to do so!

Or maybe you weren't in his sight when he started the operation. "

Wayne said angrily.

Death Archer turned his head and glanced at the Agron troll, he seemed to see a threat from that ugly face?

"So the devil also hurts, right?"

When the Death Archer spoke, the movements of his feet sped up a little, and now there were only two people running.

While Wayne won't avenge Jason Todd's murder, he won't delay the enemy's pursuit by throwing Jason Todd on the ground.

When given a choice, Wayne will never give up on anyone.

It's just that in some strange times, he has no choice.

Kind of like the trolley problem...

"The devil bleeds, and the devil runs away.

They are intelligent beings, and at most they have less demonic wisdom at the bottom.

But survival is the instinct of life. "

Wayne said and threw another hand axe at the demon.

It may not have much effect, but there is no problem in hindering the opponent's actions.

…

A little bit ahead, the **** movement turned a corner according to Wayne's request.

It's a bit unspecific to say that, he actually drilled through a hole like a dog hole...

The action was very embarrassing, but fortunately no one saw him drilling the hole, so there was nothing to be ashamed of.

"Fuck! Mouse!?"

The **** movement looked dismayed at a little mouse in front of him. The mouse's eyes were dark and seemed to be flashing?

This little guy seems to have an IQ that surpasses that of a normal mouse, maybe it's close to a human?

Seriously, mice are actually a very smart species.

These nasty little **** won't suffer a second loss in the same trap, and they even have a good detection ability.

And there are simply too many rats, these guys, like ants, could be a serious contender for the dominance of the planet.

In other words, nothing extraordinary was born among these little guys.

Bloodsport fears rats.

Yes, not hate, but fear.

The average person hates mice, and when they see mice, they may take out their weapons to kill these little guys.

In the excitement, it is possible to surpass the men's football and kick a breathtaking world wave.

But the **** movement's fear of rats goes beyond these two categories, and he even stiffens in the face of rats!

This is also the result of his miserable childhood.

Speaking of the birth of these superheroes and supervillains, childhood tragedy is an important part of it?

It's as if people with a good life have completely lost the chance to be both.

The **** sport, who was still a child at the time, had already begun training in the use of various weapons under the guidance of his father.

On that day, the completion of his training was too low.

So he was locked in a closet-like place.

Of course... he certainly didn't suddenly learn Parseltongue, nor did he have any superpowers that made glass disappear.

All he faced was the rat who had been starving and glowing green!

Bloody Movement did not fall asleep at this time, and naturally did not lose his ears in the drowsiness.

He is also not the fat blue man who can only stretch out his "round" hand, although the two guys have the same fear of mice.

He listened to the rattling of the rat's teeth and watched the little thing open its mouth to him!

That obviously not big mouth seems to hold the whole world.

It was dark and made an unknown sound.

The two front teeth in the mouth are one long and one short, and the difference makes the **** movement seem to see the world tilting a little bit and being cut a little bit!

trembling?

Shaking does nothing!

Resist?

Young **** movement cannot resist!

Any movement he made in this closet would be the start of yet another torture by his father.

In fact, the **** movement has the opportunity not to exist as a killer.

It's a pity that he has not received formal education even in addition and subtraction within 100!

He just uses weapons and kills.

If you are not a killer, maybe you can become a full-time mercenary?

The rat's noise has been his nightmare since that moment!

Whenever he fell asleep, he seemed to be able to hear the sound of mice running through the walls.

Whenever he lost his mind, it was as if he was being watched by those hungry green eyes in the darkness.

The only good thing is that the **** movement can't afford to live in the old castles and mansions.

Nor does he have a single cult ancestor...①

"Man, what do you want to do?"

Bloody Movement said to the little mouse in front of him, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com could obviously solve this little mouse with a slap.

But the **** movement is shivering!

It was only at this time that he noticed that the little mouse in front of him was wearing a small red vest.

"You were raised by someone?"

Bloody Movement said in a trembling voice.

He knew that mice could not speak human words, and if the mouse spoke human words to answer his question.

He might just swipe over with a "Ka" sound.

Staying face to face with a mouse is the limit he can bear!

The little mouse stretched out its front paws, put away a few fingers around it, and made a V gesture.

Does this seem to say hello?

It seems that this little mouse is quite friendly to blood sports...