It made him lose his mind.

Wuchang gave up the most effective way to start the forklift, but directly picked up a sledgehammer beside him and swung it towards Valentine. Although Wuchang's attack power increased at this moment, his intelligence and agility had decreased a lot. At the same time,

Thanks to the physical gain given by the Immortal, Valentine easily avoided Wuchang's first few attacks, and gave him a kick while the opponent's violent bUFF was about to end.

"*Dragon Gate Shocking Mouth*!"

Wuchang had no intention of retreating at all. After being kicked over the ground, he picked up a small hammer on the shelf and stood up at Valentine. Just as Valentine was about to give him another shot. This was Sparta.

Wuchang suddenly threw the hammer in his hand towards Valentine, but turned around and ran away.

The kick just now had already kicked Wuchang out of his anger, and made him realize again that life was more important than revenge. Although he ran very fast, he also fired a smoke bomb to stop Valentine for a or two.

Second, but Wuchang still did not run out of the warehouse, but fell not far from the warehouse gate.

A bullet hit his back.

After he fell, Valentine blew away the smoke from the gun at the USP Match muzzle, and slowly walked towards the impermanence lying on the ground while turning the gun.

Wuchang wriggled his arms, his raised face covered with blood and dust, which looked quite cunning in the shadows, which looked like a loss in the movie. Blood was flowing from his back, and a thread was dragged out from the ground.

Scarlet mark.

"It's almost here...it's almost here..."

Blood spurted out from his mouth, and his voice trembled, just like his life at the verge of extinction, like a candle in the wind. The large amount of blood loss made his vision darker, but it made his ears at this moment

Extremely sensitive.

He heard Valentine's slow footsteps behind him, extremely relaxed but endless fear, like the sickle slowly dragging on the ground, he was the prey of Death today. And while endless darkness approached his back,

He also saw the hope of living in front of him - Wuchang heard footsteps and fighting outside the warehouse, a lot of them.

His men finally arrived.

Just as Wuchang's dusty hands touched the warehouse exit, Valentine, the god of death, also placed the sickle on his throat. Valentine grabbed his body and slammed it, letting the guy lie down.

On the ground, forcing the other person to look him in the eyes.

"If you tell the truth, you won't lose that eye." Valentine held up the USP and pointed it at Wuchang's eyebrows, as if she didn't hear the sound outside at all.

"You know what I want to know."

"I... won't tell you..." Wu Chang stared at Valentine with his only remaining eyes, and spitted bloody phlegm at the face of the madman in front of him.

Valentine kept turning her face and wiped away the filth on her face with her hands. Looking at Wuchang's silent laugh before her death, Valentine stabbed USP into his right eye socket.

"Where is the boss of the 'Black Dragon'? Tell me, you can still survive! You know my abilities!"

Valentine had given up talking from this guy, and he was going to find the most valuable guy on the list.

"I don't know." Wuchang raised his voice slightly, his voice was very light, and his smile and eyes were full of contempt for Valentine.

This is the last counterattack he can make against Valentine in this world.

"Grass!"

Valentine pulled out the USP and shot three times at the floor beside Wuchang's head. She gritted her teeth and shook her arms hard to vent her dissatisfaction.

He is just a gang cadre, why can he have such integrity?

What exactly has this bastard experienced?

"You don't know, right? You don't know!" Valentine walked back and forth beside him, constantly spitting out authentic Chinese swear words, the smile on her face no longer existed, and her angry expression was combined with blood.

His smile looks particularly hideous.

He is obviously the vulnerable group, he is the one who was kidnapped and beaten and almost died, he is clearly the party of justice, why does this bastard act like a fighter of the proletariat who was generously executed?

Valentine himself thought he was a gangster who was killed by the sky.

"I fucking let you..." Valentine stopped wandering and reached out and was about to shoot this bastard who had completely wrong style when the iron door suddenly flew out and hit Valentine's body.

He directly stuck his whole body on the ground, and his pistol flew away from his hands.

"Who!" A dazzling light flashed by, Valentine kicked open the iron door that had covered the ground, and stared at the door like a fire.

Damn why are there always people making trouble at critical moments!

What appeared in his sight was Xing Yihuang, who was dressed in formal clothes but was confused, and Ye Yan, who turned into a cat-shaped squatting on Xing Yihuang's shoulder. Behind them were a bunch of gangsters lying on the ground.

The impermanent reinforcements have been solved neatly by these two girls.

"You seem to have hit the wrong person..." Looking at Valentine's eyes that were about to eat people, Ye Yan shrank his neck and reached out to pull down the witch's hat to cover his golden eyes.

"You... are you okay?" Originally, Xing Yihuang was about to go over and pull Valentine up, but when she saw the other party's angry expression, she hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to express her verbal greetings.

This guy seems to be fine!

And having fun quite a bit?

Valentine looked at Xing Yihuang with a slightly red face, pushed open the iron door and climbed up, walked to her and raised her hand... and kneaded Xing Yihuang's face hard, and the anger on her face disappeared.

No trace of the shadow.

The face change is as fast as Denmark during World War II.

"Good girl, good girl...you're here at the right time."

After Valentin pinched her cheek twice and became addicted to it, he looked at Xing Yihuang, who was blushing like an apple, and gently tapped Ye Yan's witch hat.

"what?"

Ye Yan jumped off Xing Yihuang's shoulder and turned into a human form in the black fog.

"Do you a favor." Valentine pointed to Wuchang, who was lying on the ground and breathed a breath, and gave him a healing electric current.

"Use your source stone skills to get some information out."

"There is a bastard who died early, just tonight." Valentine squatted beside Wuchang, looking at the other party's expression of being occupied by anger again.

"Oh, I'll tell you, even if you don't say it, I'll have a way to know the information unless you commit suicide now... but I'm sorry, you can't die at all with me."
Chapter completed!