Latent Syndrome

Chapter 523 522. Brother and sister

"You fucking..."

Anonymous was successfully attacked by a sneak attack, and the powerful bullet penetrated his powerful body, which had not shed much blood until now.

The cavity effect caused by the bullet surged through the torso.

Even the nameless person coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The Illuminati treasure under the seat had some holes punched in it, and some parts started to spark.

He turned his head and saw that he was the tattooed man who was known to be a good philanthropist, helping those in need and those in need. He had a very good reputation.

If the house collapses, it belongs.

Such a level of obscenity and insidiousness is on par with the likes of Shocking Gordon.

Anonymous could sense that the gun was a piece of equipment made from souls.

In the deep realm.

Every soul has its own characteristics and always has some abilities, which are said to be the spiritual driving force of the previous life, or something like essence.

And this guy has extremely abnormal abilities. Can he actually take the processed equipment to a higher level?

The tattooed man finished a box of magazines and directly inserted the muzzle of the gun into the gas tank of his car to absorb the soul to fill the bullets, just like a cold-blooded killer without any emotion.

Just to kill the nameless person.

Under that terrifying ability, the Nameless One had to temporarily avoid the edge. Some parts of the Qinglin motorcycle were about to be damaged and sparks were flashing. At this time, it could no longer rely purely on fuel from the tank.

In order to achieve extreme speed, he had to start burning himself.

Click, click, click...

More than a dozen blood collection tubes popped out from the back of the motorcycle and pierced into the anonymous limbs and spine respectively. The motorcycle seemed to have vitality and was repaired in an instant.

The tires and exhaust pipes also burned with blood-red karma fire.

He suddenly increased his speed even faster, and suddenly got rid of the tattooed man on the 90-degree vertical tower.

Until then.

Nameless, who had always been accustomed to using the Chaos Knife, had to resort to other forces, including some powerful weapons that Selene had looted from Falan Tower.

There are also firearms among them.

Anonymous traced the tattooed man's ability and injected the power into the gun in a specified way. It was originally made with extremely high quality and exceeded the 2.7 basic soul.

With the blessing of the Nameless Doe, it became more ferocious, and the muzzle of this pistol, which was even more exaggerated than the rifle, also ignited with fire.

"I'm so high that I can't stand it..."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Breakthrough Three on the bed killed many people quickly, and the chainsaw on his motorcycle and the drill in his hand were completely dyed red.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Anonymous fired three shots in succession, preparing to test its power.

As a result, he died after trying it. The three-speed brain exploded like a balloon filled with red ink, one bullet missed, and the last bullet hit his chainsaw truck directly.

The car was fired until it exploded.

"Awesome..."

Anonymous looked at the smoking pistol. This "pistol" with a barrel that was longer than his own arm. After his own specialization, it was simply a portable star destroyer. Powerful and Powerful were flying on a fucking plane. , the fucking power is so damn powerful.

Anonymous did not hesitate, and with one big swoop, he pulled out the three speeds and all the souls in his tank, stuffed them into the tank and ground them.

The tattooed man behind him was not just a freeloader. He suddenly accelerated and flew vertically up the tower. The motorcycle was hot and the exhaust gas was thrown into a stream of light.

He chased after the unknown, about fifty car bodies away, and the machine gun continued to fire.

"You have a fucking grudge against me, right?"

Anonymous did not show any good looks and fired wildly in the back with his pistol. Although his accuracy was extremely poor, not a single bullet hit the tattooed man.

But a lucky thing blew up a few unlucky ghosts, people and cars exploded together, blood and flesh were flying, red rain poured down, the fuel tank was blown up, and countless resentful souls escaped, and billions of them poured out. came out, blocking the tattooed man's sight, making his accuracy extremely poor, and he just blindly shot through the smoke.

"I want your life."

Anonymous continued to specialize this exaggerated pistol and poured most of his own power into it.

Bang!

As shocking as the earth was shattering, a bullet exploded into a map cannon, directly scattering everything behind him. All the groups of resentful souls that were arguing endlessly were shattered, and no one could be seen behind.

Anonymous was shocked. He didn't expect that even the dregs were left, which could no longer be used as fuel.

Just when he thought he had won.

Another woman shot out from beside him.

She has a tattoo of a sika deer composed of minimalist lines on her neck, and her face is somewhat similar to the tattooed man.

I saw that she also had the same ability. Her tires and exhaust pipes were burning away with ice crystal-colored fireworks, and she was also firing at the Nameless One with a machine gun.

Anonymous was attacked again.

The bullets instantly cut him into a sieve, the blood flowed endlessly, and red liquid gushes out from every hole.

Although he suffered some injuries.

But for Wumingshi, this level is far from enough. He has already figured out this ability. Although it is somewhat powerful and can cause harm to his body, which has experienced eternal calamity, it is still far from enough.

With the blessing of pure power, fatal wounds were healed instantly.

Just when he was about to stretch out his big hand and crush the tattooed woman's head directly.

The tattooed man also chased after him. This man was not dead yet. Although his body was as tattered as a zombie, and his beating heart could be seen through the ribs without skin, he still refused to die. The women of Sika Deer formed a force of holding their horns and besieged the nameless people from left to right.

The nameless person seemed to have activated blood rage, and he hit harder and harder, as if the blood was locked, and no matter how hard the bullets were fired, they could not be killed.

It's a pity that he doesn't have any strategy.

With the flexible flanking cooperation of the two brothers and sisters, it seems that the bonding effect is activated. When there is only one person, it is relatively easy to solve.

Driving a motorcycle requires not only strength but also skill.

As the tower continued to soar high into the sky, slowly, the speed of the bullets could no longer keep up with the speed of the car. There were too many strategies that needed to be paid attention to in prediction, aiming, coordination, and displacement.

Anonymous is completely passive.

No matter how powerful he was, he couldn't exert it. As time went by, after being suppressed and fired for nearly half a minute, Wuming Doe could no longer stand this passive situation.

The function of the fuel tank was completely abandoned and the nature of the soul-eater was restored.

Click, click, click...

Several more blood collection tubes exploded out, one of which even pierced the back of Wuming Doe's head. Wuming Doe took a big gulp and sucked out all the reserved souls in the tank, including the Miracle of Power, the Speed ​​of Three, and an exaggerated number of consciousness souls. , swallowed them all into the belly.

It seems to be too potent.

Anonymous shook his head, and now the speed of the three of them was so fast that they even caught up with the vanguard team at the front. If they accelerated again, they would even catch up with the hard-working knight in the first place.

Anonymous seemed completely beside himself.

The mouths opened into bloody mouths, and the six top figures in the wasteland of the vanguard convoy, separated by dozens of car bodies, unexpectedly...

Eat everyone alive and chew them in your mouth.

"Boom!"

"Ma'am, ma'am!"

Anonymous' head jammed and he burst into cheers and shouts of unknown meaning.

The dozen or so people left in the vanguard, along with Andromeda, the tattooed brother and sister, and others were all stunned.

This scarred face is so fierce...

The point is beyond comparison.