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First, Mammon's movements did not stop in the slightest, the bullets rained at him, clanging on his body, but nothing worked, not even breaking his skin, Mammon turned her eyes on the security captain in the middle of the crowd.

The surrounding personnel were still desperately pouring fire on him, "Bang bang bang! The gunshots rang out incessantly, and the bullets hit Mammon's head, "Bah! With a crisp sound, he flicked twice and fell to the ground.

Mammon looked down at the bullets that had fallen to the ground weakly, and moved his lips mockingly, then his legs twisted slightly, and he jumped out of the encirclement, like a huge bat, Mammon turned into a huge shadow in the air, slashing across the white ceiling, "Boom!" It fell in front of the security captain.

The huge impact shook the floor to pieces, and also threw the security captain to the ground, Mammon stood there steadily, looking at him condescendingly, and the security captain pointed the gun in his hand at Mammon, "Ahhhhhhh He screamed frantically, desperately pulling the trigger and swinging his fire to the fullest as he struggled to get up.

"What a wolf." Mammon said softly, stepped forward, and stomped on the left leg of the security captain, "Ahhh!!!hhh The captain of the security guard let out a heart-rending cry, and the height of the voice simply broke through the limits of human beings.

The gunfire in his hand stopped for some time, and Mammon lifted his foot slightly, and retreated, the security captain's legs were broken in two, to be precise, into two sections, starting from the calf bone somewhere under the knee, because a whole part of the leg was missing in the middle, which was exactly the width of the sole of the foot.

The blood on the ground pooled into a pool. Large strands of blood kept pouring out of both sections. The security captain wailed in pain as he held his broken leg.

Mammon rubbed the soles of her shoes against the ground. Immediately, something fleshy and fleshy stuck to the ground.

"Vulnerable." Mammon spat out two words coldly, his neck twitching unnaturally a few times, and he tried to restrain this behavior, and his eyes were once again on the human at his feet.

The captain of the security guard, who was clutching his broken leg, his voice became hoarse and began to go limp, and it seemed worthless in the sound of gunfire like bursting beans behind Mammon.

Mammon was expressionless and tilted his head slightly. The arrogant gaze glared at him, aimed at his remaining leg, and stomped it down again.

"Wow!!" The security captain's throat creaked, this voice was not as high as it had just been, but it was more terrifying, sharp, and harsh, making people shudder and scratch their hearts, and everyone who heard it had goosebumps.

The ground was even stepped on by Mammon with a spherical crack. The leg of the security captain was like sea water without hardness at Mammon's feet, and it dried up directly into a layer when he stepped down. It became a blur of flesh and blood, and in an instant, before he felt the pain, his calf bone was already missing.

But the ensuing severe pain was beyond human endurance, this pain was beyond the limit of pain, and the security captain felt his ears roar with a piercing needle scream, and his eyes were dark and dizzy, and he fainted.

"Weak." Mammon looked at the human who was almost silent, and his neck twitched so much that he even moved his head and began to twitch from side to side.

"Aha, ha, aha." Mammon gasped for a few breaths, he interpreted his arrival with cruelty and blood, and the tragic situation of the security captain irritated the rest of the crowd.

"Run for your life!!" The group of reporters and government officials pushed me, and I pushed you to start desperately squeezing outside, and the rest of the soldiers shot at Mammon even more frantically.

Mammon lifted his foot again, and the next target was the remaining two arms, and he paused for a few seconds, abandoning the plan.

There is a tyranny surging in his heart, this is from the nature of the devil, as the son of the devil, his nature is even worse, he will not restrain it, because there is no need, he is the devil! That's nature!

Mammon knew that it was the thick blood that had stimulated him, and he looked down at the human who was almost out of breath, he suddenly didn't want to play anymore, he wanted to release this tyranny.

"Dinner time." Mammon opened her mouth viciously, opening wider and wider, and finally even passing his entire face, like a strange puffer fish.

His hands stretched out long sharp claws, like iron combs, thin, long, dense, gray-white spikes as long as half a rifle, densely packed with hundreds, in this form he seemed to be unable to open his palms, but could only cut them like baskets.

Mammon's feet spread out, the soles of his feet grew larger, his nails began to harden, and he clung to the ground, and with a sharp leap he flattened the poor captain's head, and leaped into the crowd of soldiers.

"Whoa!!" Mammon let out a beastly roar, and with a wave of her arms, a man was cut into pieces.

He kept waving his arms in the crowd, and with a sweep, several people were broken into pieces, and with a swing from top to bottom, the poor worm would be split in half, or pierced through the head.

Like a whirlwind, Mammon's footsteps kept rushing into the crowd, waving her arms and bringing a bloody rain all the way, internal organs, severed limbs, wreckage, arms, and heads, flying all over the sky.

His big mouth opened and closed, directly biting a person's head, the skull couldn't bear the pressure and cracked, the white flower with the scarlet liquid dripping down the corner of his mouth, he stretched out his tongue like a snake, "Hiss." "Lick it clean with a single click.

It's like a savage dance, and the humans around him are his companions, maybe their limbs are incomplete, maybe they are broken in half, maybe they have no heads, but it is certain that none of them will survive.

Blood sprayed in all directions, as if high-quality fine sprinkler heads, filling the sky as if blowing a fog from the morning, blood mist, mottled, accompanied by the almost cessation of gunfire and the mournful shouts of the crowd, playing a bloody symphony.

He picked off a woman's head and threw it high into the air like a bowling ball, her head spinning in the air and the blood staining the white ceiling and the ornate chandelier.

Any weapon against Mammon, the devil from hell, becomes ineffective.

All that remains, there is only one-sided slaughter.

Soon, the crowd was slaughtered.

The little one shot him as if he were enchanted, and the bullet hit Mammon's body, leaving no trace, and Mammon stared at him with great interest, until he had emptied all the bullets, and Mammon tore off his arm and shoved it into his throat.

His throat came out with a "hiss." Finally, he collapsed weakly to the ground.

With the death of the last human, Mammon gradually shrank into the image of the handsome middle-aged man, but now he was only a pair of pants on his body, and his whole body was a blinding red, as if he had just been fished out of the lava.

It smelled of blood.

"Whew, it's much cooler." Mammon let out a sigh of relief, the tyrannical aura in his heart was almost gone, and now he felt like he was still ...... Well...... In human terms...... Gentleman.

He looked around, there were stumps everywhere, broken human bodies, parts of all kinds.

"Trouble." Mammon frowned.

Only sporadic journalists and government officials ran away, all the security guards were slaughtered, and those who were unlucky enough to run away.

There was a thick layer of plasma on the ground, and it didn't reach your toes as soon as you stepped down.

But surprisingly, not far away, there is also a living human.

It was Anthony, Mammon was interested, he raised his feet and walked over step by step, and every step was splashed with blood.

"Sue me, what will you do." He walked up to Anthony.

A figure slowly appeared behind Anthony, and a strange smile came out of it, it was the pale black heart, and his hands gripped Anthony's arm, making him unable to move.

In fact, Anthony couldn't move at all, he was now so frightened that he couldn't move on his knees.

The other person present, the vampire's Grand Elder Marcus, glared at a pair of black eyes with no pupils, and picked up the camera that had fallen into the plasma.

"It's live." Mammon looked at Anthony sincerely, "Sue me, what is your answer." ”

"Please...... Don't kill me......" Anthony looked at Mammon tremblingly, his words intermittent, his face twitching, and the urine dripping down.

"Tsk, I'm disappointed." Mammon pursed her lips, "Then sue me, do you have any last words?" ”

"Please......" Anthony seemed to say only that, repeating it over and over again, praying that the devil in front of him would spare him.

Mammon shook her head, "Strange last words. He put his hand on Anthony's head, and the wind was light, and he pulled his head straight away.

Blood continued to drip from the cut under Anthony's head, ticking like a leaky faucet, and Mammon carried Anthony's head to the camera.

"Cowardly......" he closed his eyes and lowered his head slightly, "human beings are really useless, so ...... Perish...... Let's start now. (To be continued......)