"Did you make these disgusting things?"
Liu Chen flick knife blood vibration pointed to the snake Deadpool group behind him.
Chu Hang and Caesar are waiting for them. They haven’t heard of the technology that can drive Deadpool. That’s the magic handle. It’s long gone!
It is said that the ancient Persian royal family once raised Deadpool and formed an immortal army composed of Deadpool, which was immortal, so they were invincible.
But this kind of thing sounds like a fairy tale now. Does this man reproduce the mythical technology in front of the times?
"Brother Lu"
Chu Hang is an embryo killer, but he acts against Lu Chen, and sometimes he is willing to worship the wind energy knife and won’t talk.
But they are "spying on information" this time. Compared with the snake-shaped Deadpool Army, it seems that the data in his pocket is not so bright.
Associated with the so-called evolutionary medicine in front of Deadpool legion, they are likely to see the Lord at this time.
I didn’t expect to bend around and slowly investigate. On the third day of their arrival, they actually encountered such a shocking thing, and it should be like the BOSS in the shadow who took the initiative to appear in front of them
"I understand"
Liu Chen nodded and grinned.
Sister Luti Thea’s education to him is unreasonable. Sometimes the goal of being able to communicate is not to chop off the other person’s head, but to pry the other person’s mouth.
He doesn’t quite understand what amazing technology it is to manipulate Deadpool, but he knows that the person in front of him has touched the secret party taboo. I believe that taking him alive will reward himself with a new weapon, right?
Hongfeng is very good, but it is not good enough for him. This knife can be judged as purple. He guessed that the bigger reason is that the surface is plated with sage stone, but the blade quality is still not hard enough.
To be honest, he was very greedy when he saw that Minamoto Chisei the other day … The quality of the sword seems to be good. It is estimated that even if it is cut against the next generation, it will not roll the blade.
Hongfeng’s words will not work. He wants to force a creature with the same strength as him to cut, not to mention that the blade will be broken directly.
And to be honest, this knife is too light.
It’s probably a horse-cutting knife to his battlefield. Generally speaking, things will be longer and heavier. It’s not a horse that he wants to cut, but a steel tank!
"They may not be beautiful to ordinary people, but they are good. Of course, you are so perfect. Compared with them, they are really like twisting maggots."
The king’s tone is not urgent, not slow, and the teenagers opposite him are talking about taking him alive.
Lu Chen is not in a hurry to start work. Although he doesn’t like to listen to such people who think they are wise, sometimes they often stop talking.
"That sissy Lu is one of you, right?"
What Lu Chen said puzzled Caesar and Chu Hang. I didn’t expect Lu Chenlu to meet anyone else.
Chuhang looks like Liu Xiong’s arrogant personality. If it wasn’t for that man who really impressed him, he wouldn’t come out at this time specially.
Could it be that Lu Xiong should pay attention to what he encountered when he returned to the road?
"It seems that the child is a little disobedient, otherwise you should be there to collect the body."
Wang Jiang shook his head like a disobedient parent with a headache.
Caesar looked at the mask with a smile, and Chu Hang looked at it with a look on his face. He regained his strength.
The other party’s action today seems to be aimed at Liu Xiong, so it is impossible not to investigate Liu Xiong’s strength. If the other party knows Liu Xiong’s strength and comes to Kan Kan to talk about confidence?
Think of Friga playing like a toy in front of each other. This man who can control the Deadpool Legion is probably a super hybrid!
He must hurry to recover his strength. If Brother Lu fights the other side, he and Caesar still have to face the Deadpool Army behind him.
"What do you rely on? You seem good, but not as good as that sissy."
Lu Chen looked at this masked man, Friga. When the bullet hit him, his body didn’t shake at all, revealing that our armor electro luminescent shone and reflected the cold light.
But he didn’t feel any threat, but now he has mastered the power of speech. The man in front of him looks weak.
"He is also my Alex Gao. I am very pleased to hear your praise."
Wang will take out a pair of bang words from his bulging pocket and see Lu Chen’s disdain for him. The tone is like a parent who hears a child being praised.
Before Liu Chenkou’s eyes "kindly" looked at each other’s hands and rapped, "My good boy …"
However, before he finished speaking, there was a whirlwind in the corridor.
Chuhang and Caesar’s eyes are like being pinched off at the same time, and the rivers of blood on the ground explode at the same time. The vibration of deep red water lilies first sounds and then rings.
And the mysterious man who just took out the bang as if he were going to play music has been embedded in the concrete wall at the end of the corridor by Lu Chen holding the mask with one hand.
"Who is your good boy!"
Lu Chen’s red pupils are strangely furious, like lava erupting, and anger will burn everything!
If Chuhang can see Lu Chen’s expression at this time, he will be amazed. He has never seen Lu Chen so furious. On meeting such a powerful enemy, Lu Chen has always been calm and obedient.
But the mysterious man’s words just seemed to touch the restricted area of Lu Chen, which made this calm, juvenile and furious lion on weekdays. No, that’s a dragon!
The masked man didn’t respond to such a strong impact, even though his physical strength was temporarily in shock. Lu Chen noticed the enemy’s silence and his anger in his eyes gradually declined
Then his eyes looked puzzled and he banged to the ground. It was some kind of weapon and the masked man was ready to launch some kind of speech, but until he pressed the other side into the wall, the other side didn’t respond.
Then what’s he doing with this? Playing funeral music for himself?