Darkness is Coming: Chapter 288 Holy White Hand
When the figure broke through the clouds and descended from the sky, the young man's face was clearly reflected in these pairs of pupils.
This is a familiar face. Every saint has a deep memory of this face. Its owner is the natural enemy of the saint, the shark group in the depths of each saint's heart, and the lingering nightmare.
The tall man who had just put on his clothes silently took off his clothes. This was his last spare set of clothes. If he was torn to shreds like the previous set of leather clothes, he would have to flee naked - of course the saints People who don't pay much attention to the concept of human shame, just running away naked will attract too many unnecessary eyes and become a conspicuous object. Once they are locked and tracked, it will be difficult to escape safely out of the country.
Yang Xiaoqian hovered in mid-air, looking down at the several mutants under his feet, lightly stripping off his clothes, and his naked body began to deform, but he did not stop it.
Since leaving Yuanjiang, Yang Xiaoqian has never experienced any battles in person. Although he is not a bloodthirsty and belligerent person, he also needs a channel to vent. For Yuanjiang people, there is nothing better than killing mutants. the means of venting?
"Dear President Yang, I have never eaten a single living person." The tall mutant who had risen to three meters in height looked up at Yang Xiaoqian with sincere eyes.
Yang Xiaoqian was quite surprised to see that the mutant did not act immediately, but instead spoke out to excuse himself. The performance of these mutants in many aspects is really becoming more and more human-like, perhaps it is a deliberate imitation, or it may be due to nature, but among them There must be white fueling the flames.
"Huh?" Yang Xiaoqian smiled, but did not do anything, waiting for the mutant to finish speaking.
Seeing that Yang Xiaoqian didn't respond, the mutant simply turned back into a human form, and continued with a human attitude: "Perhaps I hurt some humans unconsciously when I was a walking corpse, but after regaining consciousness, I always restrained myself. My own appetite has never harmed any human being again."
"Look, these murderers who killed human beings in Shangjing have been rectified by us on the spot." The mutant pointed to the shredded corpses, most of which had begun to decompose at a high speed, "We are as eager for peace as you, and we are more urgent than you. Desire to eliminate all these vicious gangsters, please give us a chance, let us be the knife in your hand, and remove these necrotic scum."
"Oh, you don't want to die?" After hearing this, Yang Xiaoqian suddenly asked a seemingly unrelated question.
The mutant didn't think twice and answered instead of his companion: "Yes, we don't want to die."
"Okay." Yang Xiaoqian nodded.
This refreshing reply made several mutants stunned. Didn't the legendary Saint Clan's natural enemy, the devil who crawled out of the abyss and hell, always pursued the principle of slaughtering the Saint Clan?
"You can kill each other, whoever lives to the end, I will let him go."
The demon dressed in black in mid-air really showed a cruel nature. With a wave of his hand, a cloud of black mist condensed into a seat. After sitting down, he stared at the several mutants under his feet with a smile, as if he was watching a good show.
The several mutants standing on the ground looked at each other in dismay. They all knew that during the period when the dome shrouded the far river, this was the favorite trick of some high-level saints. They caught a few humans and made them kill each other. Whoever lived to the end let it go, and then admired their prey to survive, revealing their ugly nature, and the hideous faces they hated each other.
Of course, food is always food, and the saints do not have the good habit of keeping their promises about food, so the food that survives with its hands stained with the blood of the same kind will be filled with joy and think that he is reborn, and he will welcome the gift from the saints himself. Death, watching the expression on his face change from the joy of escaping death to disbelief and regret and despair in an instant, this is a delightful pastime for the saints, and the secret to making food more delicious.
"President Yang, it will be more beneficial for you to leave us. If you can raise your hand, I swear in the name of the Holy Spirit that the Holy White's Hand will never set foot on the border of China again. And the Holy White's Hand will spare no effort to help you hunt down and kill China. Outside the country, all the fugitive saints in the world who violate human laws and the sacred orders of the saints." The tall variant did not give up his persuasion, but he took two steps back while speaking.
"Well, the hand of Saint White. Saint, Bai." Yang Xiaoqian ignored him, muttered to himself, and suddenly laughed, "Your proposal is very good, but I don't like it."
As soon as he finished speaking, the tall mutant's legs burst out with explosive power, and flew backward with a dull sound like a cannonball. In the place where he was standing, the ground was deeply sunken, and a huge footprint appeared, standing on him. A mutant beside him couldn't dodge in time, and was trampled into a meat pie, stuck in a ten-centimeter-deep pit. If he wanted to collect the body, he might have to use a shovel.
The dry land greedily sucked the blood splashing out of the mutant corpse, and the color gradually changed from brown to dark. Admiring this scene, Yang Xiaoqian nodded and affirmed Black Phantom's performance.
"I have a better proposal, you die here today, let your companions come to me for revenge tomorrow, and then all die here."
"Hi, Hi!"
A gust of wind blew up in the empty wasteland, and the black ghost who was chasing the mutant roared excitedly. Since he feasted at Xinyuan Jiangnan City Gate more than two months ago, he has not eaten a mutant brain in such a long time. Nuclei, I have been greedy for a long time, and I finally came across a few dishes today, and I am very happy.
After , he jumped to avoid the tall mutant trampled by the black ghost and turned into a fighting form, but instead of pounced on the invisible enemy, he shouted at his five subordinates: "Hand of the Holy White, it's time to be loyal to the Holy Spirit!"
After the roar, he turned and ran without looking back. And those five mutants had neither the indignation of being betrayed and betrayed nor the idea of escaping. They actually used their own lives to cut them off. The fanatical expressions on their faces resembled those of religious fanatics.
Yang Xiaoqian had seen this kind of look. Back then, in the China World Trade Center, the members of the Evolution Sect who were hypnotized by Lin Wanyu had this kind of look on their faces. When they rushed towards the armored tank with bombs strapped to their bodies, they were not afraid of death and kept talking. Shouting "Death is the door to eternal life".
Watching these five mutants rush towards him without hesitation, Yang Xiaoqian recalled the mutant covered in bone spurs. After giving his life to buy time for Bai to evacuate, he said something to Yang Xiaoqian: Bai is the future of the saints.
Yang Xiaoqian responded with certainty at the time: You have no future. But now, Yang Xiaoqian seemed to really foresee an ominous future in a trance.