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Chapter 63 Target

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang"...

The sound of body contacting the ground was heard one after another, and the sound of bone shattering could be heard in my ears. Zhou Peng and the other two watched helplessly as the peerless men walking towards the flying of more than ten fighter planes, throwing the corpses in their hands on the ground like they were carrying chickens, and they couldn't help but shivering.

Not long ago, Zhou Peng still remembered these slightly familiar faces and his smile was as bright as a sunny person. However, he was lying silently in front of him, and all the initial impressions were lingering in his mind.

Life is originally vigorous, but the value revealed at this moment is as weak and cheap as an ant.

The men who were fully armed with teeth couldn't see the expressions on their faces, but what Zhou Peng could be sure of was that there were no less than twenty gazes observing him at the scene.

This gaze was like the essence, making Zhou Peng feel like a ray of light on his back.

The two sides were stalemate, and there was only silence left on the scene.

Only the occasional moans on the ground came slightly abruptly.

Zhou Peng turned his head to look at the corpse on the ground and found that not everyone was missing his arms and legs, or died of severe poison. Although some people had many small wounds on their bodies, if they were bandaged and treated, they believed that they would recover in a few days.

Just as Zhou Peng looked at these peers with pain and hesitation, Jin Zhiyuan beside him suddenly said loudly, "Senior, are we going to watch them die?"

Since when, the fear contained in Jin Zhiyuan's eyes has gradually dissipated, and tears have continued to emerge from her beautiful big eyes.

Jin Zhiyuan turned her head and said to the peerless men in tears, "It's so cruel! No matter what your purpose is, this should be a peaceful world, not World War III! Why do you still send your lives to death? Why, in your eyes, is life like straw?"

However, the only thing that responded to Jin Zhiyuan was the endless silent voice.

These fully armed soldiers could not see the expressions of their faces under the protective masks. However, from their motionless figures, they could see that they were well-trained after years of training, so there would be no emotional fluctuations at all.

They seemed to be deaf about Kim Ji-won's words.

At this time, Nakajima Moe began to comfort Jin Zhiyuan's emotions from the side, and then looked at Zhou Peng with a seemingly nonsense.

Zhou Peng was frightened and smiled bitterly. He could not watch the fresh lives die, but the force values ​​between him and the other party were obviously not on the same level in terms of quantity and quality. What's the use of opening a mouth to obstruct him? But at this moment, Zhou Peng could not sit still, because if the goldfish did not flap a few times to attract people's attention, they would probably gradually die in the dry pond sooner or later.

"Who are you?"

Zhou Peng's words seemed to have used great strength to shout out, but the effect received was indeed minimal. The other party had no intention of replying to him or attacking him. Zhou Peng felt like a clown in a silent drama, and the cold-blooded men on the opposite side, who were fully armed and generally about 1.9 meters tall, were the audiences who were sitting in the audience watching their funny performances.

There were not many people, and they didn't say anything, applauded or applauded, but just used silence to protest to the actors on the stage.

So invisibly there will be a mountain-like pressure pressing on Zhou Peng's heart, making Zhou Peng's breathing a little uncomfortable.

Just as the two sides were stiff again and Zhou Peng and the other two had no choice, a hearty laugh came from behind.

This made Zhou Peng and the other two immediately scared him to take three steps back.

The rotation of the mind did not exceed the speed when he turned around. The three of them were shocked to see that the round arches of the castle, which were ten feet high in their sight, were slowly unfolding to both sides. Logically speaking, the movement of the two arches would inevitably cause loud noises that shocked the world and cried ghosts. However, when they saw all this with their own eyes, they realized that all the miraculous foods could not be explained by common sense.

There was only a subtle and intermittent "sting" sound in the ear, and the circular arch was completely opened.

"Welcome to Bruno Castle!"

When the huge round empty door quietly unfolded, a middle-aged man with wavy curly hair suddenly appeared on the road paved with a red carpet inside, and walked out with a smile. His face was full and flushed, and there were only a few subtle wrinkles in the corners of his eyes. If it weren't for a head of white hair, I believe everyone would think that the middle-aged man would definitely not be over forty years old.

He was wearing a brown robe, a string of ivory chains on his wrists, and a thick dark golden note book on his elbows. When he walked out slowly, there was a dark and invisible castle hall behind him.

A faint wind blew slowly from the castle hall, and Zhou Peng's forehead began to sway gently, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

He learned this squinting action from Chen Pipi. Every time he fought, Chen Pipi would squint his eyes and gather his attention, like a leopard that was about to attack and arrest his prey. Such behavior made Chen Pipi always gain unexpected results in group battles.

Zhou Peng's horror and calmness appeared in an inverse state. He could hear the beating of his heart and the feeling that his whole body seemed to have just been steamed in a sauna.

From the time he came to this primeval forest in which I don’t know which section of the Earth map, or jumped off from Woz’s private plane, Zhou Peng felt that his second life after his rebirth had already ended.

Zhou Peng did not realize the feeling of being reborn from the fire in the legend, but in such a strange forest world, Zhou Peng thought that in the days ahead, if he could not leave this forest, he would probably have the skills to protect himself as described in some absurd novels, and then in this forest, he would live a primitive life of "eating other food competitors alive or being eaten by other food competitors."

Therefore, Zhou Peng called this imagined life the third life in life.

The first life is naturally the memory of the previous life, the second life is naturally the life after rebirth, and the third life journey begins now when you jump off the plane and when you come to this strange world that seems to be out of reality.

The foreigner with blue eyes in front of him was extraordinary in his dress and temperament. Just walking out of the castle quietly could make Zhou Peng feel nervous and oppressed, which was definitely not comparable to that of ordinary people. This was probably the pressure generated by staying at a high position for a long time.

Perhaps, he is the owner of this castle?

"Bruno Castle..."

At this moment, Moe Nakajima, who was standing next to Zhou Peng, suddenly muttered to himself, "Bruno...Bruno...What a familiar name..."

The curly middle-aged man looked at Moe Nakajima in surprise, then walked to the group of peerless men standing still, and his voice revealed irresistible, "The dead are buried on the spot, the living are resting for a day, and at the same time they are injected with Kim virus. Take them to the underground training ground before four o'clock tomorrow!"

A group of peerless men stood at attention with neat feet and took a break, walking in the standard military posture in the army, then bent down and held up the teenagers who were moaning or soundless in front of them, and then slowly advanced towards the side of the castle with the fastest and most neat steps.

After a while, he disappeared from sight.

Zhou Peng looked at the route they were driving in a vague way, and after a moment he looked back, he found that the middle-aged man with curly hair was looking at him with a smile.

Zhou Peng felt awe-inspiring in his heart. Did the other party discover some secret in him?

But the next moment, Zhou Peng shook his head and laughed. What secret can he have to be honest?

"Nakashima Moe, the best among the third-generation seed killers of the Japanese "Jia Ling" killer organization, codenamed 72, A-level killer..."

"Kim Ji-won, a contracted artist of Japan's "Ai Hui" record company, one of the best trainees of South Korea's S Entertainment Company, will prepare for its debut in half a year and release its first album "Ocean Star"..."

"Well, these two ladies have information on the record, but they only do not record your information..." The middle-aged man with curly hair opened the golden note book he carried with him, turned it on, muttered to himself in comparison, then closed it gently, looked up at Zhou Peng, and his voice was vague, "I am the butler of Bruno Castle - Mickey Bruno..."

"I dare ask... where are you from?"

A cold air rushed straight from the soles of his feet to his forehead. Zhou Peng was silent on the surface, but his whole body was firmly locked by the sight of the middle-aged man named Mickey. It was like a weak lamb being chased by a wolf king to a narrow corner.

Zhou Peng suddenly had an illusion that as long as his answer was a little bit unsuccessful, his body might be riddled with holes from all directions in an instant.

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There is no manuscript saved! It is completely uploaded after writing it! So when I saw the four 12,000-word urged for the tickets from my classmate "Flowing Air", I was stunned...

Because of the generous reward, I promised in the book review area that I owe an additional update from the brothers "Dongping Yangfang". In addition, the fireworks are extremely slow to update, and I feel guilty. So when all these factors are added together, the fireworks will decide... Update 12,000 tomorrow! Well, I was originally going to add updates for the first fan today, but there was such an unexpected situation... Well, if you want to blame the "Flowing Air" classmate...

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