Gray and her pursuers flew up and down on the treetops, fighting with their fists and kicks, creating sparks like fireworks.
Gus just scurried around in the bushes and mud - he didn't want himself and his sister to be killed by the pursuers, but he also didn't want to, didn't dare, and never thought about betraying his beliefs, the Temple of the Fist, and everyone in the town.
Be the enemy of the whole world!
Gus just wants to dig a hole in the mud, find a crack in the hole, bury himself deep in it, hide it, and never be found.
But this is impossible.
A smelly breath came from behind, and Gus felt something rush onto his back and strangle his neck.
When he looked back, Gus saw an extremely distorted human face.
That was one of his former classmates named Guo Qi.
He and Qin Yong were friends and often hung out together.
When Qin Yong threatened Gus yesterday, Guo Qiyi looked on coldly and laughed at Gus.
At this moment, his expression became particularly ferocious, as if he was crazy and demonic, as if he wanted to bite a piece of meat alive from Gus's neck.
Gus noticed that there was a bloody hole on his left shoulder, and there was a strong burning smell that even the heavy rain could not hide.
There was a crossbow arrow stuck in the middle of the black rotten flesh.
Come to think of it, this guy attacked Gray first, but was shot down by a crossbow arrow.
He lost most of his combat power and had no choice but to stalk Gus.
"You killed Qin Yong!"
Guo Qi shouted.
"I-I didn't!"
Gus was horrified and flinched, instinctively explaining.
"Of course you didn't.
You loser.
It was your sister who killed Qin Yong, but you can't escape the relationship.
You are all damn evil disciples.
I will send you two siblings to the burning rack!"
Guo Qi said viciously.
His arms were like two strange pythons, entangled tighter and tighter, making Ludges unable to breathe.
Stars flashed in Gus's eyes, sinking deeper and deeper like a drowning man.
Suddenly, a terrifying vision appeared in front of his eyes - he and his sister were really tied up like piglets, tied back to the Fist Temple, and hung on the rack. , in full view of the public and under the thumbs of thousands of people, he was licked inch by inch by the flames, causing big blisters on his body, and slowly turned into a black, wrinkled, and curled-up toad.
Fear turned into strength, Gus struggled hard, waving his hands randomly, and suddenly touched something.
It was the crossbow arrow that pierced Guo Qi's shoulder.
Gus subconsciously pulled out hard.
The crossbow arrow got stuck in the gap between Guo Qi's shoulder blades.
He couldn't pull it out for a while, but the pain caused Guo Qi to scream: "You dare to resist, you loser!"
He screamed, and the arms that tightened Gus's neck relaxed and twitched involuntarily.
The sound of "trash" reminded Gus of the unforgivable days of Iron Fist School.
I remembered that I was born weak, as if my body had been carelessly and crudely crafted by a boxing god.
Thinking of my extremely devout belief in the Boxing God, I regard all humiliations, ridicules and cold looks as tests from God.
I work a hundred times harder than others to practice, but I don't get half as much as others.
In the Iron Fist School, even the children who are several years younger than him can often ride on his neck to show off their power after practicing for several years.
In the past, he had been reluctant to admit it.
Today, he could no longer deceive himself.
"Is it true that the Boxing God never blessed me?"
Gus asked himself.
Then, more than ten years of bitterness, grievance, pain and resentment all turned into a low growl like a wolf's howl, "I'm not a waste!"
Using both hands hard, the crossbow arrow came out with blood and broken bones.
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The pain made Guo Qi jump up.
He covered his bleeding shoulder and screamed again and again, and naturally let go of Gus.
Gus took the opportunity to roll on the spot, trying to escape from the opponent's attack range.
However, Guo Qi swooped forward with a hundred times more ferocity.
It seemed that even if one of his arms was lost, he was confident of tearing Gus into pieces.
Guo Qi's furious expression merged with Gus's imagination of Qin Yi's face, who was burned into a toad in the blazing flames.
Gus was so frightened that Gus waved the crossbow in his hand and almost cut off Guo Qi's nose.
"Bastard!
Trash!
Traitor!
I'll kill you!"
On the tip of Guo Qi's nose, a piece of meat the size of a soybean fell, with only a little bit of oily skin attached to it.
It was dangling from his lips, looking both terrifying and funny.
He was furious, stood up like a wounded bear, and jumped towards Gus, regardless of the fact that the door was wide open for him.
After all, in Guo Qi's eyes, Gus's little arms and legs had no chance of hurting him.
Even when he saw Gus fish out two serial mechanical crossbows from behind, his angry expression did not change at all, as if Gus's usual image of "trash" was so deeply rooted in people's hearts that he simply couldn't believe it. , even "trash" like Gus can grow devil's fangs.
"Boohoo!"
Gus fired a dozen crossbow arrows in one breath.
Guo Qi seemed to have been hit hard by an invisible iron fist.
He fell down, hit a big tree, and then slipped into the mud at the bottom of the tree.
His chest was densely packed with crossbow arrows, like two hedgehogs lying on their backs—flaming hedgehogs.
After a while, Guo Qi turned into a ball of fire, and the flames spread along the big tree, turning the branches into dazzling torches.
Even the storm could not extinguish it, making the already thrilling battlefield even more terrifying. .
"Whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop!"
Gus gasped.
This was his first murder.
Kill a devout follower of the Boxer God.
He is no longer useless.
But, traitor?
Gus didn't know if he was still qualified to continue to believe in the way of the Iron Fist.
Soon, his classmates who had looked down on him in the past helped him make his decision.
"Gus killed Guo Qi!"
"Both siblings have indeed fallen into the devil's path!"
"Damn you, traitor who believes in 'the power of machinery and steam'!"
Several more pursuers rushed toward him.
Gus raised the serial mechanical crossbow half numbly and half mechanically.
The mechanical crossbow modified by Lu Qingchen seemed to be loaded with endless crossbow arrows - or, in Lu Qingchen's words, it was called the "infinite ammunition hanger" that Gus and Gray had both opened, allowing him to shoot a single bullet in one breath.
Keep shooting until the end of the world.
The pursuers did not expect that the firepower of the two siblings was so fierce.
Even Gus, a "waste", had magic weapons in his hands.
The unlimited firepower of the four serial mechanical crossbows intertwined into an airtight fire net, whipping the pursuers head-on like blazing thorn whips, causing the pursuers to scream or scream like Guo Qi.
While screaming, he fell directly to the ground.
There were also a few pursuers who were in a hurry, but Gray saw their flaws and kicked them all down the col.
The brief encounter came to an end for the time being.
In the depths of the heavy rain, not a single pursuer could still stand and fight.