Fan covered his ribs with his right hand and thrust his left hand forcefully into the dust to stop his retreating body.
His right arm was trembling slightly and numb.
Kerr's fierce kick allowed him to bear it firmly.
Fortunately, Kerr's strength was not comparable to that of the giant hammer.
But even so, he still coughed up a pool of bright red blood involuntarily.
After Kerr got the first blow, he did not easily pursue the victory.
After the mysterious death of Giant Hammer, he no longer dared to take it lightly.
What he was sure of was that Fan had indeed lost his abilities, and his life pulse was so weak that he could only be compared to the weakest humanoid warrior.
However, the death of Jumai still sounded the alarm for him.
The pulse burst at that moment was so strong that it made his heart palpitate.
This was a legendary figure spread among the Angels of Death.
His strength must not be judged by common sense.
Even after he lost all his powers.
Kerr paused for a moment, then with a rapid thrust, kicked Fan out again.
Fan rolled to a stop and pushed himself up hard.
The broken ribs were already piercing into the lungs.
"Is that all you can do if you can only kick people?"
He spat blood to his side.
Kerr frowned and remained silent.
Instead, he took out an anesthetic needle and quickly approached Fan's body.
"I'm different from that guy with the giant hammer.
I'm more accustomed to the safe way."
He said coldly, and then pulled Fan up.
"Isn't it the same?
In my opinion, you are all the same."
Vann smiled lowly, "The same stupidity."
"Look at your feet."
He narrowed his eyes mockingly.
"Do you think I will repeat the same mistake?"
Kerr sneered lightly, about to insert the anesthetic into Fan's body.
"You certainly won't make the same mistake again, but I won't use the same method again."
While speaking, Fan immediately crossed his arms in front of his chest.
Accompanying his movements were fragments rising into the sky and deafening explosions.
A fragmentation grenade that he had buried in the sand in advance.
Finally played its due role at this time Fiery fragments flew everywhere, and as the most direct contact.
Kerr suffered more damage, with fragments piercing almost every inch of his body.
The severe pain was bone-piercing, and the sudden explosion caused Kerr's left leg to be directly and forcibly fractured, piercing fragments of the muscle, cutting his body and blood vessels with every tiny movement he made.
The burnt smell permeated every corner of the air, accompanied by flying yellow sand.
As the planner, Fan also felt uncomfortable.
Although most of the fragments and explosions were endured by Kerr, he still suffered part of the impact.
A large number of fragments were pierced into his front body, including his cheek.
The sound of the explosion caused strong tinnitus, and he could not hear any sounds around him.
His vision was turbulent and blurred, and the pain in his heart exhausted Fan's strength.
He covered his face and prostrated on the ground, like a motionless corpse.
Kerr was the first to wake up from the shock.
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He forced himself to shake his chaotic brain.
He first glanced at the chariot behind him, then gritted his teeth and dragged his injured left leg.
Step by step towards Brahma.
Fan's difficulty was completely beyond his imagination.
He had been very careful, but he still suffered such an injury.
It's hard to imagine that the injuries he suffered were something that an "ordinary person" with no ability could do.
He took a deep breath and kicked the mask downwards.
The motionless Fan turned over.
However, as soon as his eyes came into contact with Fan's front body, a horrified expression instantly occupied his entire face.
A high-explosive grenade with its ring pulled away was held tightly in Fan's hand.
"You madman" Kerr screamed loudly, and the souls were all gone.
Without thinking, he rolled over and lay down on his back.
Kerr fully thought that Brahma Desire would perish with him, but the reality was not what he thought.
He looked at his opponent who was lying down.
Fan suddenly stood up.
What he was waiting for was this fleeting opportunity.
The grenade was quickly thrown far away by him.
The knotted muscles wrapped around his palm, and a shining silver desert eagle appeared in his left hand like lightning.
The black muzzle of the gun was pointed firmly at the opponent, and then Fan pulled the trigger without thinking.
The roar of the grenade explosion could not cover up the constant high-pitched roar of the sand eagle.
At such a close range, Fan shot empty an entire magazine. bullet The fire from the muzzle was dazzling, like miniature grenades that kept exploding.
Kerr's body is like a ball of fried flesh.
The scarlet flesh and blood are accompanied by a pungent fishy smell, stimulating the viewer's nerves both visually and olfactoryly.
The ashes of the grenade exploding in the distance floated to Fan's side along with the sound of wind.
His left hand kept shaking.
Even if he borrowed part of the power of the Silent Ripper, he could not fully withstand the powerful recoil of the Sand Eagle's continuous fire.
His wrist bones even had slight cracks as a result.
However, it is all worth it, because what you pay for is a fresh life.
Fan suddenly knelt down on one knee and covered his mouth with his right hand.
The thick blood could not stop flowing slowly from his mouth, soon covering his entire palm, and then dripping on the dry earth.
He casually grabbed a handful of dirt, and the dirt instantly absorbed all the moisture from his blood.
The dust stained by it gave his right hand greater friction.
He slowly raised his head.
The battle was not over yet.
There was another enemy, and it was obviously a more powerful enemy.
He must not take it lightly.
At the same time, a strong body finally got out of the chariot with steady steps.
There was no anger or seriousness on his face due to the death of his teammates, but only the calmest coldness.
His face should have been quite handsome, but it was completely ruined by a hideous scar that ran diagonally across his entire face, along his jaw, and up to his chest.
It's hard to imagine how he survived such injuries.
Fan took a breath to ease the pain caused by the injury, then he raised his head and carefully looked at the man who walked out of the chariot.
However, when his eyes just came into contact with his body, his expression instantly turned dull, and he even stopped breathing.
Fan had never been able to imagine what kind of reaction or expression he would have when a dead person appeared in front of him alive.
Complex, shocked, and then helpless and heartbroken His body was shaking, but not from pain.
He murmured in a more trembling tone, even hesitantly.
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