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Wang Yan's fierce fist wind whistled. The petals were twisted into countless pieces, lingering around his arms and spinning into a vortex. With such a heavy punch, he believed that even a cow would be knocked to the ground.

However, the fist wind wrapped around the petal debris and directly penetrated Chen Mengting's bloated chest. Her "miraculous body" rippled like ripples of water.

"No, it's a phantom!" Wang Yan punched the empty space, and the force was wrong, and a burst of blood and blood surged in his chest. Before he could adjust his posture, a biting chill felt a ray of coldness on the back of his head and neck.

He quickly rolled forward with the trend. With a "hiss", Wang Yan's clothes on the back of his neck were torn out of several large holes, and several blood marks appeared on his naked skin.

Several petals cracked and floated apart, and the cuts were as smooth as silk.

"So fast speed." Wang Yan's scalp was numb and he flipped out five or six meters away. Before he could stand still, he saw Chen Mengting in a beautiful ancient costume chasing him. The speed actually made a afterimage. Her expression was as cold as ice, and there were two scarlet and cold colors in her eyes. On the slender and green jade fingers, there were sharp and cold claws growing.

This is a difference between her gentle and dignified feeling and a beautiful lady from her previous smile.

"Drink!" Wang Yan did not retreat or avoid it. He swept away a whip leg with a trick, and the air was torn apart, and the momentum was heavy. His explosive power was very strong and he did not need all kinds of fancy tactics at all.

"Bang!"

Chen Mengting didn't dare to fight hard, and crossed her hands, and the huge sweeping force made her fly five or six meters away. She supported her with one hand on the ground and took advantage of the momentum to leap into the air.

"Hiss!"

Two holes were torn out of the shoulders of the beautiful ancient costume women's skirt. A pair of blood-colored wings stretched out in the air as if they were created out of thin air.

"Wow!" The blood-colored wings had a wingspan of more than three meters. A light slap made her floating in the air. Each of the pair of wings was blood-red, and a circle along the edge was a dark gold color, with a gorgeous texture.

At this time, Chen Mengting's eyes were red. Symmetrical red patterns appeared on her pretty face, and her lips were charming and scarlet. It was both beautiful and full of evil charm.

She gently licked the blood on her nails and claws, her bloody eyes faintly showed excitement, and she said in a low voice: "Wang Yan, I will give you another chance. If you surrender obediently, I guarantee you a way out."

I don’t know if the original form has appeared, but even her tone has changed. There is a hint of charm in the low magnetism.

"Oh!" Wang Yan sighed softly and began to take off his clothes. "Mr. Chen, you are a rich man with a net worth of 10 billion yuan. How could you turn into a blood angel? In fact, even if you turn into a blood angel, as long as you abide by the law, you can still get a stable and comfortable life. Why do you have to get to this point today?"

This torn dress of ancient scholars really hindered his movements. Wang Yan was torn off in a few seconds, leaving only a pair of swimming trunks, revealing his strong and strong muscles that were not lost in a streamlined shape.

...

“What’s going on?”

It was not until this time that Thomas and others came to their senses and looked at the scene in surprise. Shouldn’t they be filming an ambiguous kissing scene? Why did the style suddenly change drastically and fight inexplicably?

Moreover, this fight is not a fight in the ordinary sense. The painting style is very magical, with big red wings with dark gold edges...

There are even scenes of taking off clothes?

What's going to do?

"Big Director!" Zhao Qingtian said in amazement, "Have our Hollywood special effects developed to such an advanced level? All TMs are live special effects and panoramic special effects?"

"Director, director, what should I do?" The deputy director, lighting engineer, and videographer were all confused.

"Photo, continue to shoot!" Thomas woke up and said with his eyes, "Photo Seven, slowly advance forward. Plane No. 5, gave Chen Mengting a big close-up of the evil tattoo on her face. Plane No. 1, Wang Yan's biceps, abdominal muscles, waistline, gluteal muscles..."

...

"You won't understand my affairs." Chen Mengting swept her eyes around Wang Yan, as if she was still shy, and subconsciously moved her eyes away, "If you don't surrender, I can only kill you."

"Okay, I surrender." Wang Yan looked "depressed" and slowly raised his hand. Suddenly, he gently wiped his left wrist. A giant sniper rifle that was 3.73 meters long appeared in his hand out of thin air.

This is an extremely huge sniper rifle, weighing more than one hundred and dozens of kilograms, which is enough to overwhelm most snipers.

Wang Yan quickly pulled the bolt without hesitation, click ~

"Bang!"

Deafening gunfire sounded.

Because I didn't have time to hold my shoulders and aim before firing, the butt stock hit Wang Yan's shoulder with huge recoil.

He was shocked and took a few steps back. The butt stock made his shoulder blade hurt and almost bleeded. Fortunately, Wang Yan's physique is far from comparable to ordinary people! But even if he was injured, he felt it was very worthwhile.

Although the shooting was rushed, he had no reason not to hit the target at such close range. Chen Mengting had no reason to avoid it. As the saying goes, he was never too tired of cheating, and he was not used to being sympathetic to the enemy in a battle that was related to life and death!

What's more, Chen Mengting, the leader of the blood angel, is the target of the B-level evaluation, and head-on battle is probably not her opponent.

Unfortunately, before Wang Yan's mood could rise, a change occurred. At the same time as the gunshots, a jade pendant hanging around Chen Mengting's neck fluctuated with energy.

A golden light suddenly lit up on her body, and the golden light condensed into a semicircular shield like a substance, protecting Chen Mengting firmly in it.

It was like a small cannonball-like warhead, spinning violently and hitting the golden shield.

With a loud bang, the golden shield broke into countless pieces and turned into nothingness. Chen Mengting also received a huge impact and flew backwards for more than ten meters.

"Click!"

The warhead weighing one or two pounds had already been twisted into a ball and fell on the road paved with bluestone in the lake embankment. Obviously, this bullet did not cause substantial damage to Chen Mengting.

A drop of cold sweat slid down Wang Yan's forehead. Is that kidding? What kind of shield is that? Can it block the super sniper bullet at close range?

This is a bullet worth 50,000 yuan per round, and even an armored vehicle can penetrate it!

Fortunately, Wang Yan was always extremely rational during the battle. He was shocked, but immediately raised his sniper rifle and prepared to aim at Chen Mengting, who was still rolling in the air twenty meters away.

There are two bullets in the gun, and she can block one. I don’t believe she can block two or three. I am afraid that she will not be her opponent when fighting head-on, so I can only rely on super snipers!

"Swish~" Suddenly, a slight sound of breaking through the air sounded from behind Wang Yan, and he quickly rolled away.

"Hiss~" A blood-colored arrow about a foot long brushed along his waistline and shot on the bluestone pavement, penetrated and entered.

"Sizzle!" The large piece of bluestone emitted corrosive blue smoke.

A blood mark was wiped from Wang Yan's waist, but there was no pain in his numbness and blood flowed out. At the same time, a sensation of numbness into his bone marrow quickly spread throughout his body.

The rapid secretion of dopamine made Wang Yan's whole body full of excitement, softness, lazily comfortable. Just as he was about to stand up, he staggered slightly under his feet and almost fell down.

"Hehe! Handsome male god, if you hit my bloodthirsty arrow, just lie down and enjoy it." Zeng Ling's charming voice sounded behind his back, "Its toxin will not only kill your platelets, prevent the wound from bleeding. While your blood flows continuously, it can also bring you an extremely strong pleasure. Let you die willingly in happiness and joy."

"Damn it, I'm too careless. I forgot that Zeng Ling is still there." Wang Yan cursed in a low voice, feeling that his whole body was numb and he couldn't exert his strength.

"Hehe, you should be paralyzed and can't move anymore, right? Come on, let me enjoy your blood obediently, I will pity you. Expert Wang!"

Zeng Ling had already arrived beside him with a faint breath. His fox-like eyes were filled with excitement, and he teased: "Handsome guy, I asked you to refuse me several times. After I transform you into a blood slave, I will order you to please me in different ways every day."

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"good, what a wonderful self-acting plot." Thomas's eyes were red with excitement. "I like this kind of innovative magical twist, No. 3, No. 3, What are you idiot doing? Go ahead and take a close-up of Miss Zeng's facial! Huh? Fangs? Hiss~ Who made the special makeup? It's evil enough, I like it. Go back and give me a bonus!"

Zeng Ling's face was a little flushed when she was excited, and she spread her sharp fangs and bit her towards Wang Yan's neck.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yan's extremely weak eyes flashed suddenly, and he raised his hand and grabbed Zeng Ling's neck. The red flames burned and instantly swallowed her.

Zeng Ling was pinched at her throat and couldn't even scream. Her hair and clothes were burned out instantly. The severe pain made her struggle desperately. Her claws left several blood marks on Wang Yan's arm.

"I will tell you a truth, you will definitely use it in your next life." Wang Yan resisted the feeling of vomiting and whispered, "Let's watch less crazy TV series, it's those bloody plots that killed you. For the enemy, you must kill it as soon as possible!"

"Click!"

Zeng Ling, who was burning with flames on his body, had no movement in just a few seconds, especially his neck was broken. His originally beautiful and sexy face had been burned into a hideous and ugly state by the fire.

The head, which had not yet been extinguished, rolled down the bluestone road along the surface of the bluestone to the embankment.

Such a cruel and terrifying scene made the fat photographer who took a close-up of Zeng Ling's face at No. 3 so scared that he retreated repeatedly, and fell to the ground with a pale face, almost scared to the ground.

God, I have never seen such a real and filmable scene.
Chapter completed!