Galactic Dark Net

It has been ten hours since Han Lang left the big army. His progress is very fast. He has not encountered other teams along the way, but Han Lang is still not optimistic because he has felt a strong murderousness behind him.

Although Han Lang still can't see the appearance of those who executed the execution, they can feel that they are approaching quickly through the momentum and the faint blood smell in the air. This pressure is extraordinary, as Lu Yao said, for Han. Waves, executioners are absolutely invincible.

Far from Han Lang saw a river, a wide river, the river was dark yellow, and the water was rushing.

A group of people gathered around the river, and it seems that they are hesitating to cross the river, how to pass.

Han Lang discovered Zhu Yanan in this group of people. They turned out to be the children of the family with noble origins. They want to come to them. They should have some kind of navigation system, so that they can face various organs calmly, so they are advancing. The speed is very fast, leaving other teams far behind.

Zhu Yanan also saw Han Lang. His eyes lit up and shouted at Han Lang: "How can you be alone? What?"

Han Lang shook his head and said that he did not know where he is now. In ten hours, he has been exhausted and has no chance to contact other people. He is not willing to contact other people.

Zhu Yanan suddenly became angry and screamed: "You won't kill you!" When you set off, you are together, but now you are only one, how do you explain this!?"

Han Lang did not pay attention to him because he was not willing to explain.

However, Zhu Yanan apparently saw the hope of his death from Han Lang’s order. He yelled at the young people who were also the children of the family, trying to convince them that Han Lang was vicious and was with him. It was originally an ulterior motive, and now he is even more dead.

These family members have also seen Han Lang and Yi together, so they appear to Han Lang now, full of doubts, have been surrounded, and their eyes are not friendly.

"I think you need an explanation. Although we don't like jealousy, she is the daughter of Mr. Lushui, and Mr. Lu Shui is our respected elder. It has a very good relationship with our family. If it is really bad for you, we don't Will keep you alive." One of the grades was a little older, wearing a very mighty silver battle suit warrior frowning asked Han Lang.

"I am not dead." Han Lang said.

"Where is she?"

"I do not know."

"Hey, it’s too simple to know a sentence? I feel that you are perfunctory."

"As you think about it, I don't have the time to entangle with you."

"You must have, come, brothers take him down! If you are safe, we will let you go, but if there is anything wrong, I will call you in the hands of Mr. Dew."

This man in a silver battle suit is obviously the leader of this group of sons. In general, his mind is still awake. Although he does not believe that Han Lang has killed this sensational statement, he feels that Han Lang is indeed suspicious. How to detain him first is not wrong.

Rumble~

In the distance, a black mountain crashed down and only ruined the mountain. There is no doubt that the group of executioners is approaching.

Han Lang suddenly smiled and said: "Well, I am your captive now, I am going with you."

Everyone didn't understand why Han Lang suddenly became so obedient, Lu Yao did not understand, he shouted in Han Lang's mind: "Han Lang, run! What are you waiting for! The executioner has already caught up!" ”

Han Lang also replied in the spiritual consciousness: "Run? Where can I run? If I must die today, I want to die with a little dignity, don't be so embarrassed."

Lu Yao slammed and said nothing.

He is very clear that the executioner is a strong enemy that Han Lang cannot defeat. Although Han Lang has a rare dark extinction, there are gene beasts and many small tricks, but these are not enough to support Han Lang to survive. After all, it is a team. Executioner, Wanmo Group is the strongest elite.

The young man in the silver battle suit was also a glimpse. He waved his hand and was a little disgusted: "Tie him, and then go to two people to see what happened to the mountain? Who is there?"

Han Lang shook his head and said faintly: "You don't have to tie me, so many of you, all of them are masters, are you still afraid that I can't run?"

This group of children feel that they are also, after they are famous, the masters of the teacher, the arrogance in the chest, if so many people can let Han Lang run, it is really shameful.

Han Lang looked at him and said: "There is no need to scout there. I know that it is a bunch of people."

"who?"

"Wanmo Group, firing squad."

Hey~

After Han Lang finished this sentence, he saw that the children of this family had no color on their faces, and they were getting paler. I must have heard of the notoriety of the Wanmo Group’s death squad.

Han Lang saw Zhu Yanan, his legs were shaking constantly, his face was full of cold sweat, and he looked like a scorpion.

In fact, among the few family members, except for a few, other people are not much better than Zhu Yanan. They are indeed more resource-rich and easy to grow, but at the same time, people who are born noble are often more reluctant, and Han, who is born in the grassroots. The waves look at life and death relatively lightly because he understands that people are always dying.

"Roy, use your family's martial arts to see who those are!" The young men in silver battle suits are quite a bit of a general.

Soon, a blond Roy sounded disastrously: "It is indeed the enemy of the Wanmo Group, and it is very murderous, and it is very likely to be a firing squad."

Zhu Yanan heard this and suddenly got out of control. He grabbed Han Lang and said hysterically: "Damn Han Lang! What did you do? How to bring the death squad of the Wanmo Group!? Do you know the dead? know?"

Han Lang is cold and cold: "So far, how are these enemies coming?"

The young man in the silver battle suit slammed and said: "You said it is good. It doesn't matter how the enemy comes. It is important that they are enemies!"

"Brothers, get ready to fight!"

Zhu Yanan does not seem to have the consciousness of fighting. He continues to hold Han Lang and shouts: "It's you! You brought the firing squad, causing you to be killed, is it like this?? You **** the broom star!"

Hey~

Han Lang’s wrist suddenly turned over, and he cleverly pushed Zhu Yanan out. He said coldly: “The coward, you better stay away from me, I’m not dead, I led the firing squad, and I’m different from others. The direction has been withdrawn."

Many people have a look of ridicule on their faces. Zhu Yanan is indeed very embarrassed today. He is not worthy of his family status. Especially the young man wearing a silver battle suit is even spitting on the ground. It is obvious that he is very Look down on Zhu Yanan.

"My name is Carmen." The young man in the silver battle suit reached out to Han Wave for a hand.

"Han Lang, wandering waves." Han Lang smiled slightly, his hand and Carmen held together.

Despite the fear, these family members have stabilized their positions, perhaps because of the education they received from childhood, so that they can not give up their dignity.

"Very good! These young people are very good at fighting. If you can work together, you may be able to delay a little time." Lu Yao said in Han Lang's mind.

Han Lang only had a bitter smile. Most of the gangs were on the **** of war and the famous teachers. Even so, Lu Yao only thought that they could only play the role of delaying time, which shows how terrible the so-called execution team is.

In fact, the most fearless thing among these people is Han Lang, because before today, Han Lang simply did not know what the firing squad was. The so-called ignorant has no fear. This is the truth.

And these family members have obviously heard a lot of horror stories about the execution team, so that they have not seen the shadow of the enemy, they have been timid.

Finally, the enemy came along the yellow sand. It was a group of strangely dressed guys. They were generally taller, wearing a black armor, a black cloak, a colored mask, and a whole body without a little bare, like a group of robots. .

More special is their weapon, a straight knife, huge, wrapped in black animal skin, either on the shoulders, or behind the back, each machete is more than three meters long, half a meter wide, like a piece Door panel.

There are also their masks, which belong to different animals, baboons, baboons, bears, leopards, etc.

The killing of the cockroach is like a cold wind. It instantly pierces the body of everyone. The battle has not yet begun. Han Lang feels that the muscle tissue is twitching and stinging. He has to force himself to lift the chest to prevent the head from hanging down. It was a kind of killing that forced others to surrender, as if in their eyes, Han Lang and these family members were just waiting for the chicken to be killed.

The distance is getting closer and closer, and the firing squad is carrying a big knife, screaming with murderousness and facial expression, step by step.

Han Lang can clearly see that everyone around him, including Carmen, is all in a nervous convulsion.

"Black cloak, animal-shaped face, ghost head smashing, sedative killing! Wrong, it is the execution of the sacred face of the Wanmo Group!"

"Damn, it's them!"

A few of the courageous family sons muttered in the mouth, and Carmen, continued to say nothing, cold sweat on his forehead.

"I don't want to die! I want to inherit the family business!"

Zhu Yanan turned his head and fled. His escape led to a chain reaction. More and more people rushed to the river behind them. No matter whether there were any terrorist institutions in the river, perhaps in their view, the organs of terror would Go through the death squad of the Wanmo Group.

"You give me back!" Carmen screamed: "We can't ruin the family even if we die!"

Zhu Yanan rushed wildly and replied: "What is a shame? It is more important to live!"

Carmen and several other people who were a little bit timid to pull the brothers who fled, pulled and pulled, and they themselves disappeared into the big river that ran wildly. In a blink of an eye, Han Lang was left alone.

"Sure enough, not your own brother, you can't rely on it." Han Lang said with a smile.

Han Lang didn't want to run, but his reason told him that he couldn't run, and then he could only run more stunned and lost his dignity.

Despite the fear, Han Lang decided to face it.

He slowly pulled out the bundle of stars from the mark of the moon, and the three-knife knife blade fell down and hangs gently. (To be continued.)