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When Shen Bei was blown away, the burly man with a crew cut was about to take Shen Bei's life with his flaming fist in mid-air.

Blue Rose appeared.

She first created an ice wall in her hand to protect Shen Bei from the impact of the flaming fist.

The next moment, the man with the crew cut was not given any chance to react.

He jumped up directly, holding an ice pick, and put the countdown of the crew-haired man's life on the agenda.

The two landed steadily on the roof of the logistics department.

After these two sentences, Shen Bei felt like he was hit in the head by a heavy hammer.

Shen Bei lowered his eyes quietly without saying a word, playing with the sniper rifle unconsciously in his hand, making it difficult to tell his emotions at the moment.

"You said... you want to give me my head? I don't like this kind of joke. I hope you can be serious."

Shen Bei said this in a very serious tone.

Blue Rose pulled her hair back and said, "Why, are you pretending to be calm? I wouldn't be surprised if you just pulled up your pants and didn't recognize me."

Shen Bei turned his head to look at Blue Rose's profile, coughed twice, as if he wanted to say something, but ended up closing his mouth tightly.

Shen Bei shifted his body a bit as if feeling a little uneasy, and finally said, "I'm not prepared!"

"If I had been prepared, this wouldn't have happened."

"It really... makes me... I mean, ah, I don't deserve it?"

Blue Rose Valan's eyes rolled around, she glanced at Shen Bei briefly before looking away: "Be more confident, you are no worse than anyone else. Your current status is no lower than mine. I was right about you."

"Hu~~"

Shen Bei's face turned serious. He glanced at Blue Rose's belly. As he looked at her, his eyes gradually softened, almost not seeming to be from him. "I will always stick to the bottom line of being a human being. I will take responsibility."

Pfft~~

Blue Rose burst into laughter, her body shaking with laughter, and even tears burst out: "I can't hold it back anymore, I can't hold it back anymore, haha."

When Shen Bei saw Blue Rose's expression, he became unusually angry: "Can I greet your uncle?"

"random."

"You really are...don't joke about this kind of thing!"

"Relax." Blue Rose's narrow eyes curved, and she smiled and waved her hand: "One shot hit the target, you think you are strong?"

Shen Bei: ...

Shen Bei could only squeeze out a resentful tone from his back teeth: "You are terrible, you are really terrible!"

"Get back to the front line!"

Blue Rose hooked Shen Bei's chin and said, "You are becoming more and more handsome. From the first time I saw you, I knew you were not a bug."

After saying that, Blue Rose turned around, curled the corners of her mouth, jumped up, left the logistics department, and returned to her own defensive direction.

Shen Bei tried hard to calm himself down and swallowed his saliva.

I was almost scared to death by Blue Rose.

I thought there was a little Shen Bei.

It's really a joke that doesn't apply to the occasion.

Shen Bei observed the situation on the battlefield again.

The people who were just blown away by the wind column became targets in the air for a moment.

Several of them died before they even landed on the ground due to random shooting or long-range attacks by the enemy's supernatural powers.

Those who survived were also seriously injured.

Rock, the commander, dragged the seriously injured people back.

This is Rock in command. If it were someone else... serious injury would be equivalent to death.

The front of the logistics department is relatively stable, with support personnel coming to resist.

The left and right sides are relatively weak.

At this time, on the left side, there was a one-armed man holding a scimitar. He charged with great momentum. He swept the scimitar across the sky. The cold blade light flashed like thunder and lightning, and the neck of a guard had been cut off by him.

After a successful attack, the one-armed man took advantage of the situation and stabbed a supporter in the chest with another knife.

However, this supporter did not die immediately. Instead, he punched the one-armed man in the chest with his backhand, and the punch was like a stone pillar supporting the sky, and the force of the punch was quite strong.

The one-armed man's hair suddenly stood up, and he screamed and retreated quickly!

Although the volunteer was seriously injured, he became even more courageous and continued to attack while holding the one-armed man's hand.

The one-armed man only had one hand after all, and his other hand was grabbed, and the scimitar was stuck in the opponent's chest. He couldn't pull it out for a while, and was punched several times in the face by the opponent.

He was anxious and angry, and was about to split the soldier in half horizontally when he heard a loud gunshot.

boom!

A huge bullet hole appeared on the one-armed man's forehead.

puff...

A ball of black gas suddenly emerged from the gun hole.

I don’t know if this guy has strong vitality or has another trump card. He was shot by Shen Bei but he didn’t die. He just turned his head and looked at Shen Bei in the distance.

There was a hole on his forehead, and when he glared at him it was as if three eyes were glaring at him at the same time.

Shen Bei tilted his head slightly and put the crosshairs on the one-armed man's forehead.

"It's not dead..." Shen Bei curled his lips: "It's a very interesting ability."

"But...you can't look Death in the face."

Shen Bei was about to fire again.

"Ow!"

The one-armed man suddenly roared, shocking everyone. This was the one-armed man's special ability: the fatal howl.

Launches a roar attack on the target, causing area damage while reducing the main target's attack will.

At this moment, Shen Bei only felt a pain in his head, and he couldn't fire the next shot.

At this moment, the teammate who had been stabbed in the chest by the one-armed man suddenly rushed to the side, kicked open the door of the liquor store, took out a barrel of alcohol from inside, and smashed it directly on the one-armed man, splashing high-concentration alcohol all over the air.

"Shen Bei! Shoot!" The supporters shouted sharply.

This sound cheered up Shen Bei, and he finally pulled the trigger. A bullet shot into the one-armed man's body, igniting the alcohol and burning a raging flame on the one-armed man's body.

The one-armed man struggled and howled wildly, and the volunteers on the side picked up the fallen machete and slashed at the one-armed man indiscriminately.

Every blow from the sword was bloody, and flames were shooting out of the blood.

The one-armed man turned into a fire man and ran around wildly, but in the end he could not change his fate.

He fell in the raging flames, his skin torn and flesh exposed.

"Pull it back! Pull that idiot back!"

Rock hid aside and directed his men to drag the volunteers, who were bloodshot and bleeding from their chests, away from the battlefield.

No one knew whose blood was on the volunteer's face, but it had dried up under the scorching flames, looking like cracked earth, extremely creepy.

After Rock treated the wounded, he scrambled up to the roof of the logistics department and screamed at Shen Bei, "Damn it! I didn't expect the intensity of the battle here to be so much greater than that of Lao Hei."

Shen Bei kept looking at the battlefield on the left: "I said, the real battle is here."

"I'll reimburse you for the bullets," Rock said quickly, "kill a few more enemies to relieve the pressure down there."

Shen Bei just raised his eyelids lazily when he heard this: "It's not a problem of bullets, but there are too few enemies."

Rock's head was buzzing with questions: "Are you asleep?"

What nonsense you are talking about!

Are these enemies still few?

Shen Bei was about to speak when suddenly, an inexplicable black and purple energy came from the air.

Ignoring the armor mask's defense, it drilled directly into Shen Bei's forehead.

His head suddenly shook, as if a steel needle suddenly pierced into it. The pain lasted only a second and then disappeared.

"Huh? Who dumped superpowers on me?"

Shen Bei raised his head and looked forward.

But see you.

A hundred meters across, on a rooftop, stood a white man. His face was covered in a long scar and numerous black spots. His cheeks were bare, like skin and bones.

"Humble Clark sends you greetings."

The man's faint voice drifted, like an irresistible fate whispering in one's ear: "Shen Bei, right? You are mine now."

Shen Bei looked at the man opposite in confusion.

At this time, Clark twisted his body and raised his arms, as if he was holding a sniper rifle in his arms.

Rock looked at Clark's strange movements and had no idea what he was going to do.

But Shen Bei's roar came to his ears: "Get out!"

Rock turned his head and looked back, and was suddenly shocked.

But see you.

Shen Bei actually made the same move as Clark, with the muzzle of the sniper rifle pointed at his forehead!