Chapter 274 Pretend

Unsurprisingly, Zhi Jue appeared at the place where the sacrificial wine was just now, and his neck was firmly grasped by Qing Ejia.

To be precise, Zhijue does not have the "neck" at this time.

His body was incomplete, half of his face was gone, only one eye remained, his chest was blown to pieces, and a weak beating heart could be seen inside.

All the joints of the limbs were broken, and the left arm and right leg were missing, leaving only the left hand without three fingers, and a few bones of the right leg suspended in mid-air, looking like a dismantled puppet.

Jijiu's neck was also blown to pieces, and what Miss Chai is holding in her hand is just a mass of skin and muscles extending from her chin.

Substitution?

Li Ang frowned, and turned his head to look at the tall building far away to the side - there was no ball technique there.

On the rooftop, Liu Wushao used the three-way telescope to directly see the change of breath.

The aura that belonged to sacrificial wine appeared on the edge of the rooftop of a tall building in the distance. After turning over for a while, he fell from the rooftop and fell freely, causing passers-by to scream in surprise.

"Snapped"

The dilapidated sacrificial wine, like falling into a pool, fell straight into the concrete floor, and disappeared together with its breath.

"Cough cough cough."

The Jue who was gripped by the throat tried to laugh out loud, but his too mutilated body did not allow him to do so. Before he could laugh out loud, he began to cough violently and vomited out a large ball of black dirty blood.

The red and white human-shaped armor gripped Zhijue's throat, and he used his petrification ability without hesitation, turning all the surface of his body into stone.

Li Ang glanced at him indifferently, without saying anything, turned onto the roof, and Qing Ejia also dragged the inhuman Jue, and landed on the roof smoothly.

Liu Wuchang glanced at Li Ang, who shook his head silently.

I don't know what equipment skill Jijiu used to make the scout soldier bee lose his aura, maybe he can only lock it until the latter reappears.

Liu Wushao remained silent, and casually pulled out a wooden arrow and shot it at Zhijue.

The wooden arrow burst into countless fragments in mid-air, and was nailed around the Jue in the form of thousands of pieces of wood—it was the wooden arrow prison skill she had used before.

"You and your teammates,"

Liu Wushao looked at the shattered Jue in the prison, and said coldly, "We changed positions."

"That's right."

Zhijue coughed and said: "I left some life-saving equipment where I left it, he should have run away by now, you guys, ahem, you can't catch up with him..."

In fact, his relationship with Jijiu is not very deep, even during the short-lived epiphyllum period, he was just a nodding acquaintance.

He was willing to switch places with the other party entirely because his injuries were so serious that even miniature life potions couldn't heal them.

Even if no one cares about him, he will die naturally within a few minutes due to the mutilation of various parts.

If you come out to play, you will have to pay it back sooner or later. Zhijue has this awareness since the first day he became a player.

What's more, his death is not meaningless-the sacrificial wine can replace him and continue to complete the unfinished mission.

"Ahem, let's make a deal."

Zhijue turned his back to the sky, due to the lack of neck, he couldn't turn his head sideways, he could only stare blankly at the clear night and full moon, and said: "You are called Wushao, right?

Liu Wushao, the next generation heir of the Liu family.

Cough, your father Liu Kejian disappeared tonight, right? Together with those who were infected with epiphyllum disease, they disappeared into the stronghold of the Special Affairs Bureau. "

With an indifferent expression on Liu Wushao's face, the short bow in his hand aimed at the Jue who was paralyzed on the ground, exhaling more air than inhaling, "You are not from the Special Affairs Bureau."

Since the Liu family joined the Special Affairs Bureau, she often went in and out of various strongholds, and occasionally cooperated with the mobile task force to carry out some tasks.

At least she knew most of the operators of Yin City Mobile Task Force.

Just now, Liu Wushao also used the trinoculars to confirm the opponent's identity before he dared to snipe. Otherwise, if he accidentally hit the cadre of the task force, it would be flooded into the Dragon King Temple.

"of course not."

The baron spat out blood, and said with difficulty: "But I know that when your father was taken away, there were Rousseau's "Confessions" and Montesquieu's "On the Spirit of Law" on the bookshelf in the solitary cell. 》, there is a jade pendant given to him by your mother on his bedside table, and the last supper he ate was beef-flavored nutrient paste.

I said, right..."

Liu Wushao tightly clenched the short wooden bow in her hand. Before carrying out the task, she checked the internal surveillance video of the Special Affairs Bureau, and the details were exactly what the Jue said.

"Cough cough,"

Zhijue coughed violently. Although his only remaining one eye socket was filled with blood and he couldn't see anything outside, he seemed to be able to clearly see the subtle expressions on Liu Wushao's face.

"I, I can tell you where he is..."

Zhijue said slowly, his voice became lower and lower, the expression on his face became more dull, his head tilted, and he passed out.

Liu Wulai subconsciously wanted to get closer and see Zhijue's face clearly, but Li Ang raised his hand abruptly to stop him.

In the next second, Zhijue's forehead suddenly burst, and a bloody arrow shot out from it, silently striking at the center of Liu Wushao's eyebrows.

Liu Wushao, who had already been on guard, raised a transparent golden shield barrier in front of him to block the bloody arrows,

Li Ang pulled the trigger of Barrett, and "bang" hit the head of the baron, blasting his head into pieces on the ground.

The gray and white world suddenly dissipated, and at the same time the system prompt sounded,

[The player "Zhi Jue" has been killed by the player "Li Risheng"]

Liu Wushao looked at Li Ang in surprise, who rubbed his palms together and said with a smile, "If I say it's the same name, Miss Sister, would you believe me?"

Liu Wushao silently let go of the bowstring of his short bow, looked at this teammate whom he hadn't seen for a long time, "Your disguise is very good."

Li Ang waved his hand and said modestly, "That's natural. When I had no money, I would often go to the zoo and put on a leather case, pretending to be a panda, orangutan, or giraffe to make money to support my family."

"..." Leaving aside the panda orangutan, how on earth did you pretend to be a giraffe?

Familiar nonsense, familiar taste. Liu Wushao remembered everything.

At this time, a sharp sound of engines sounded in the far distance, and two helicopters painted in black paint slowly descended from a height, and the searchlights placed on the edge of the cabin swung towards the rooftop where the sacrificial wine was just now.

The Secret Service came sooner than expected.

"Walk."

Liu Wushao didn't get entangled in Li Ang's identity, and immediately canceled the wooden arrow prison skill, holding the short bow, turned around and ran towards the northwest.

Li Ang put on rubber gloves, put the incomplete body of the baron on the ground into the backpack, and followed with Miss Chai.

Not far to the northwest is the location where the two copies of Diliuye are located in the system prompt.

Liu Wushao and Li Ang, who were running and jumping on the top floors of various high-rise buildings, quickly arrived at their destination, and took away two pale ceramic bottles suspended in mid-air on the rooftop of a hotel.

[Special props Emperor Flow Pulp * 2, which has been obtained by the player "without slack"]

Liu Wushao threw a bottle directly to Li Ang, and the two activated their concealment skills and slid along the outer wall of the tall building to a dark alley.

After landing, Liu Wulai put away his short bow, and Li Ang also took off the cloak of justice, put the cloak and Qing'e armor in his backpack,

Walking out of the alley side by side with Liu Wushao, the two tidied up their messy clothes, and walked towards the red mini parked on the side of the road with normal expressions.