"Steelskin?" Mr. V looked coldly at the big guy in front of him.

He looked around at his men from side to side, waved his hand slightly, and motioned for them to lower their guns, and the minions all lowered their muzzles.

"It's useless, 'steel skin', Moriah's earth-based talent, when released, his body can be harder than alloy steel, and ordinary bullets can't penetrate his body at all."

"Recognize the goods." The sailor moved his muscles, rubbed his body that had been pierced by the aluminum alloy fragment just now, bared his teeth and said, "Demon assassin, the legendary 'counterattack' secret technique?" Your bloodline is not low, and it is estimated that you are pureblood. ”

"You're no match for me." Mr. V said coldly: "You are a half-blood, 'Steel Skin' is not the highest Moriah earth talent, in front of me, you can hold on for twenty minutes at most." ”

"When you're in peak physical condition, maybe it's ......," the sailor smiled, "However, an assassin who was forced to use the top-level escape technique 'Counterattack', no matter how powerful he was, was seriously injured in his body, maybe, now it's your turn to be unable to withstand twenty minutes in front of me." ”

"Really?" Mr. V lowered his hands slightly, looking completely harmless.

The rain had stopped, the air was damp, and the smell of burnt fire and the freshness of the earth after the rain was pervasive.

Beside Mr. V, a thick blood qi suddenly filled the air, which quietly spread like a mist.

The remaining dozen or so demon assassins suddenly trembled, and the green light in their pupils was flourishing.

The air becomes unusually humid. The sailor stretched out his palm, spread it flat in front of him, and then gently twisted it with his index finger and thumb, the fingers were exceptionally slippery, and a kind of blood-like fine water droplets melted between his fingers, a bright red.

He noticed something strange happening around him, the air was saturated with water vapor density, and he and Mr. V seemed to be enveloped in a strange fog. The air was a faint color of blood, like a thick fog.

There was blood on his hands!

"'Famine'!?" The sailor's face changed slightly, and his smile condensed, "Master the two demon secret techniques of 'counterattack' and 'famine' at the same time, you are a master-level assassin!" ”

"Ah......" Mr. V. was obviously very proud of the fact that the sailors had discovered their rank, "it seems that the Moriahs have known us very well over the years. ”

While the two were talking, Mr. V's subordinates began to have some strange alienations, and the power of the "Famine" effect began to appear.

The skin of these people began to reveal a blood-oozing red, and the heart rate that exceeded that of ordinary people was several times that made the heart in a crazy beat, and a large amount of blood was transmitted to every corner of the body, and their body functions were strengthened several times in an instant, and began to produce some terrible mutations.

It's a catalytic technique. By releasing extremely pure demon blood, stimulating the half-bloods and causing them to enter the process of forced beasthood, the beast-transformed demon half-bloods can reach a state and strength close to that of pure-bloods.

A demon assassin who had been completely beastified jumped in the air, and the beast brought a terrible bounce force, and he jumped more than three meters high, his palm turned into a sharp claw, and his wolf-like mouth showed his sharp teeth, flashing cold light in the air, and swung towards the sailor.

Even the talent of "steel skin" can't withstand the crazy bite of this beastly demon assassin.

Bang –

A ball of fire exploded in the air, and the demon assassin leaping in the air was cut in two and fell to the ground.

Mr. V and his men were taken aback, and the minions immediately crouched on the ground, like leopards ready to attack.

"Gentlemen, I'm sorry to interrupt your cordial conversation." Falcon's voice came from a dark corner in the distance, "If you have something to say, don't come up and pounce on my friend, there is a large-caliber Barrett here, even if the beast demon is a demon, I'm afraid it won't be able to withstand my shot." ”

"Hey, good! Good! Mr. V didn't laugh angrily, he raised his head slightly, and more than a dozen black shadows suddenly pounced in the abandoned factory building, rushing in the direction of the falcon.

These are the members of the "Blood Skeleton" who have been seriously injured in the building just now, and under the stimulation of the "famine", they have mutated, and after devouring the corpses of their dead companions, the wounds will heal at a high speed in a short period of time, and gain more strength.

“SHI/T！ Gege help me! The screams of the falcons could be heard from a distance, followed by gunfire and a dazzling burst of fire in the darkness.

"It seems that your friend is too busy to take care of himself." Mr. V took a step back, and the demon assassins on either side rushed forward, pounced on the sailors like a pack of hungry wolves.

Phew-

In the distance, the top of the container burst into flames, and a demon assassin was knocked aside by the powerful impact of the warhead, flying three meters away.

However, the beastly demon soldier was not able to do it with a single bullet at all, and after falling, he roared like a wounded wolf, got up and continued to attack.

Mr. V turned around and glanced coldly in the direction of the man, Borgia.

He slowly walked behind Henry, and in his sleeve dropped a delicately carved Hidden Blade, the Assassin's standard weapon.

The man's hand trembled slightly, she knew that the masked man was probably trying to take revenge on herself. Ever since he meddled in Long Yun's affairs, he had already fallen into the sight of these people, and the kidnapping of his younger brother here is the best proof of this.

Killing chickens and making an example of monkeys, this principle is equally common in both the world of living people and the dark underground world belonging to the demon race.

Woohoo –

The AP sniper rifle in the man's mother-in-law rang out one after another until it emptied the bullets in the magazine.

As an elite mercenary of the ghost group, the man's marksmanship is unquestionable.

The bullets were all fired in Mr. V's chest and abdomen, and all of them penetrated. Blood poured from his clothes, but no effect was in sight—Mr. V gently rested his Sleeve Knife on Henry's neck as if no one was around.

Snort –

The skillful technique drew a semicircle around the neck, and the trachea and artery were instantly cut into a large opening, and blood gushed out!

"Henry!" The man's wife's voice of almost despair echoed across the wilderness.

"I'm going to kill you pervert!" She jumped out of the container, picked up the spare M4A1, and fired as she charged in that direction.

Mr. V did not pause in the slightest, as a master assassin, he had enough calm and skill, and the Hidden Blade drew an arc of cold light in the air, landing on the neck of the old fish's wife.

Snort –

Another bloody arrow soared.

Not even having a chance to call, the old fish's wife fell to the ground, convulsing constantly, watching in vain as the blood in front of her grew more and bigger......

"Gege! Come and help! "The sailor has to protect Long Yun, he really lacks skills, and it is really not an easy task to deal with a dozen or so beastly demon assassins alone.

Even with the defensive talent of "Iron Skin", the sailor was torn open by the Assassin's claws more than a dozen wounds. The beasts became nimble, and the two sides were too close to each other for the large-caliber revolver to be useless, but it was the special large Gurkha saber that was extremely useful and could easily slice through the assassin's body.

Blood flies in the air, and it is impossible to tell whose enemy's is whose own's it is.

After the heavy rain, the potholed ground was full of water, and blood flowed into the water, staining the open space in front of the abandoned factory building into a sea of blood.

Mr. V was extremely excited, and at this time he was completely immersed in his masterpiece - as an assassin, killing was like an art, a beautiful swing of a knife, a perfect kill, leaving no chance of survival, like a painter painting in one go.

The son of the old fish fell......

The old fish's daughter fell......

One by one, they fell......

The sailor was jumped on the back by a demon assassin, who opened his long mouth full of sharp teeth and bit down the shoulder of the big man, tearing open a bloody cut!