When the little doll was completely sucked into the body, the crow seemed to have changed.

Originally, he gave people the feeling that he was a cunning fox, hiding in the dark forever, digging many traps for his prey, and finally waiting to enjoy the corpse. As for the attack power? It doesn't exist.

But now, the momentum he exudes is like a sword that has been sheathed. A little closer, it can make people feel a bone-broken chill. He and the fox must be more like a violent tiger, not only showing his sharpness, but also crazy enough.

Yes, crazy enough.

When he saw his expression, the rose and the female leopard who were stopped by the crow even felt that the crow was really crazy.

That is an expression that only a madman has.

His expressions are constantly changing with various emotions, sometimes joy and sometimes anger, sometimes crying and laughing, sometimes gritting teeth, sometimes raising his eyebrows, sometimes laughing, sometimes crying, sometimes crying, all expressions of expressions flash for only three seconds, but each one is not like disguise, all are expressions of emotions in the heart. When angry, they are furious, and when sad, they are disheartened. It is so real that people can't bear to doubt it.

"It's not that I'm splitting my personality, and I'm not crazy. Now I've just retrieved some of my soul and restored my due state."

"I'm lying."

"No, I don't."

"I just hide some of the truth and mislead you."

"Anyway, I'm fine now, don't worry."

No, you are not at all good now.

Rose just thought about this sentence in his heart, but the female leopard had already blurted out, not only because of his words, but also because when he said this, he glanced back at the two of them. In less than a second, his eyes showed at least five changes. But the two did not continue to delve into it, because the mutant behemoth had already arrived in front of the crow.

I don’t know if it was intentional, but the mutation behemoth walked slowly intentionally, his heavy steps were getting closer and closer, and his figure seemed to be getting bigger and bigger in the darkness, just like the same increasing pressure.

Although his pace was slow, his figure of more than four meters high made every step of the mutant behemoth take a very large step, just a distance of twenty or thirty meters. In more than ten seconds, it was already standing in front of the crow.

The blood-red eyes of the baseball were flashing with murderous intent, and the mutant Bemon raised his hand and waved his claws.

The blow that almost destroyed the female leopard's leg appeared again, and it was even more powerful and faster. Before there was enough time to blink, the sharp claws were imminent.

But the crow did not retreat in half a step and raised his hand to meet him. At this moment, the source energy in his body rose wildly, and the energy intensity was infinitely pressing into the first-level energy controller, and the capacity of the source energy was far exceeding the total amount that the first-level energy controller should have.

"Ding", gold and iron sing, and Mars are splashing everywhere.

Two pistols, one black and one white, crossed over their heads, and their huge claws were once unstoppable, but at this moment they were held in the air by two pistols and could not move forward a millimeter.

"Drink." Exhale, the veins on the forehead swelled up, and the crow pushed hard with his hands. The source energy was stimulated again. In the collision with the radiation energy, the mutant behemoth was pushed back, causing its hill-like body to stagnate.

But with the shaking of the body, its hind paws had already kicked out.

The forelimbs are flexible, as fast as lightning, and they are as strong as lightning. The hind limbs are thick and heavy as a thousand pounds of mountain-breaking stones. Although the hind paw of the mutant beige is not as sharp as the front paw, its strength is far greater than the front paw. Although the body is still looking for the center of gravity while twisting, the claws have accurately grabbed the crow's heart.

"when."

No matter how strong the crow is, it will not retreat.

In the same way, the muzzle of the black and white guns was pressed against the mutant bellows at the same time, and they resisted the other party's kick. Although for a moment, the crow's face turned red as if it was about to drip bleeding, it still blocked it and still did not retreat at all.

Pull the trigger and shoot.

Two gunshots rang out at the same time.

The bullet filled with source energy hit the hind paw of the mutant Behemoth before it was released. The source energy and radiant energy collided violently again. The crow's body shook slightly for a few times and then stood firm again. However, the mutant Behemoth was already shaking, and was knocked down directly, rolling for several consecutive times, falling for seven or eight meters.

On its hind paws, two bullets had already penetrated deep into the skin of its palm, and only the root of the bullet was exposed. Although there was still no blood flowing out, it obviously felt the pain. It shook its hind limbs in a scream, forcibly squeezed out the bullet with its muscles, and then it crawled up again in a hurry.

"I'm very tired and uncomfortable like this, and I can't last long."

"It's been quite long, actually."

"But at least enough I'll kill you."

"We must kill you."

The crow did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him. While speaking inconsistently, he spread his hands open. The two pistols turned into source energy and penetrated into his palms. As two balls of black mist condensed in his palms again, two daggers had appeared in his hands.

The dark dagger is ordinary, old, without any luster, and there is still dark brown marks on the cloth strips wrapped around the handle. One is very thin, thin like a piece of paper, and the other is very thick, like an iron rod and better than a dagger.

There was a strange and distorted smile on his face, and the smile continued to change with the change of emotions. The crow stuck out his tongue and licked the thin one: "This is a dagger covered with poison, are you afraid?"

"It's not actually."

"Isn't it strange, why is my attack power so low?"

"The creature I just met wouldn't think so."

"It's a pity that I won't tell you." The crow's smile became more and more crazy, with his arms hanging from the left and right, holding the dagger in his hands, and walked up to the mutant Bemon, just as it had just approached, his steps were heavy and slow, but with strong momentum and pressure.

"Roar." The hind paws were still in pain. Now seeing the crow begin to approach, the short hard hair on the mutant Beemon's body exploded. Under the force of the crow, a pair of forelimbs guarded their front legs and made a defensive posture.

"Assassin has two types."

"Not stop, but just say it casually."

"I like this traditional way of stumble, the poisonous snake spits out a letter, and kills it with one blow."

Standing again in front of the mutant mask, the crow slowly raised his arms and showed off the dagger that was holding back.

"But there is another kind of assassin who likes to kick open the door of the mansion, kill all the guards who blocked them, and finally rush up to kill the other country's prime minister."

"But he himself was cut to death."

“Sometimes it’s good to use this method occasionally.”

“It’s very cool.”

The crow's legs bent slightly, and he had to lean forward. The changing smile gradually slowed down, and finally he became a gloomy sneer.

"So...I'm here."

"We're here."

So, the crow came.
Chapter completed!