poison kiss mask silver goblin

Xia Zihan, Ming Lang and the others rushed to the rooftop and saw three helicopters hovering on the top floor of the TV station building. A dozen black-clothed masked men jumped down from the plane with one hand holding the steel wire. , they have landed on the rooftop and aimed at them with high-end laser guns in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, two opposing formations formed on the rooftop.

The policemen downstairs looked up at the sky, looked at the three helicopters and the swift men in black, and they were all amazed: "Who are they? Are they special forces? Not like that, the uniforms of special forces are not Such."

All the TVs in Haicheng were broadcasting this scene. The people watching the TV were all shocked when they saw the men in black falling from the sky. It turned out that in this world, there is still a kind of people with eagle-like sharpness and courage.

who are they?

On the side of the gangsters, Mo Liuli and Ming Xi were both tied to a huge cross. The cross was on the edge of the balcony, and it was only supported by a few huge stones. It was not fixed at all, so it seemed precarious, and it would fall from the 36th floor at any time.

They were bound as strong as mummies, with tapes on their mouths, unable to speak, a time bomb tied to their chests, long hair hanging loose, and the two strands of hair at the temples were woven into the wires of the bomb. Fortunately, the bomb has not been activated yet, otherwise they would detonate the bomb if they turned their heads.

Seeing this scene, Ming Lang and Xia Zihan couldn't help gasping for breath. This bomb maker is so ingenious. He actually thought of weaving their hair into the wires of the bomb. As long as there is a slight movement, the bomb will be detonated. It is really more difficult than going to heaven to save them.

There was a distance of about 15 meters between them. When they saw Xia Zihan and Minglang, they panicked and terrified.

"Xi'er..."

"Displaced..."

"stop."

Xia Zihan, Ming Lang, Gu Xiyan, and Xia Feng all stepped forward excitedly, but were stopped by the bandits.

The mayor of Haicheng City and the police station had their hands and feet tied up, hung on a huge advertising board, and had time bombs strapped to their chests. Under the threat of the kidnappers, several other TV station staff were tremblingly operating the equipment and recording the scene here. scene.

On the side of the dark night, a thin man in black with torching eyes and a golden mask glanced at the gangsters opposite, and whispered calmly: "There are 32 people in total, using Beretta 92F pistols. Three of them have heavy machine guns , They carry bombs on their bodies, and the hostages are strapped with high-end sensitive time-controlled bombs!"

Although the man in black was wearing a mask, Ming Lang could tell from his figure and eyes that he was a ghost.

The right face of this golden mask has a fire-shaped hollow pattern, and a golden word 1 is engraved next to it. This is the mask of the Great Instructor of the Dark Night.

"Don't act rashly, or we will kill the hostages right away." The leader of the kidnappers was a tall man wearing a skull mask who spoke fluent English.

"Release the hostages immediately, and keep your corpses." You Hun's sharp eyes and sharp voice warned the kidnappers in proficient English.

"Hmph, what a big tone." The leader of the kidnappers sneered, "I know you are from the dark night, but so what? Now the hostages are in our hands, and we have the final say."

Youhun's eyes frowned, his fingers wriggled, but he didn't dare to shoot, because Zun Wang repeatedly emphasized that the safety of the hostages must be ensured, and if there was any mistake with the hostages, they had to go to see them.

"What conditions do you want?" Youhun asked coldly.

"It's not your turn to speak here." The leader of the kidnappers sneered, turned his eyes and said to Youhun, "Let your boss come out."

"Presumptuous, a small kidnapping case, do you need to trouble our king? I am the instructor of the dark night, talk to me if you have anything to do." Ghost took a step forward.

"Hmph!" The leader of the kidnappers glared at him, turned around and walked in front of Ming Xi, and tore her skirt violently.

"Woo..." Ming Xi shook her head in horror, tears poured out, her skirt was torn, her thighs were completely exposed, only the hemp ropes tied around her body covered a bit of the spring light.

In the air, the three helicopters were still flying, and a pair of jet-black eyes were always staring at this place. Seeing this scene, there was a murderous look in their eyes.

"Xi'er..." Gu Xiyan was extremely anxious.

"Don't touch her!" Ming Lang roared loudly, wanting to rush over, but the bandits immediately aimed at him and stopped him from moving forward.

"I'll count to three, if King Dark Night still doesn't come out to see me, I'll..."

Before the bandit leader could finish his sentence, he suddenly saw a black figure jumping off the helicopter without holding a wire.

The black robe was blown by the wind, flying wildly behind him, and the slightly curly long hair danced on his shoulders in a stern gesture, spinning and falling like a soaring eagle.

With a slender and tall figure, a majestic majesty, and a domineering arrogance that looks down on the world, it is like a hell Shura descending to the world, with a blazing flame that can burn even your soul!

He is holy like a god, evil like a ghost, and cold like a king, making people admire and worship, and even more terrifying!

The bandit leader was shocked, and for a second, a black leaf-like object flew straight towards him, ready to shoot him in the throat. He felt his body suddenly turn cold, his blood surged up, his heart stopped beating, and he was shocked. He lowered his head, looked at his throat, and fell down from suffocation in the next second.

"Ah..." Seeing that the leader was dead, the gangsters were all panicked. The King of the Night was indeed the best in the world, and he killed their leader as soon as he appeared.

"If you killed our leader, aren't you afraid that we will kill the hostages?" a slightly courageous gangster shouted.

"You try?" Zunwang stared at him with raised eyes, his tone was clear and indifferent, as if saying a simple sentence, but with a murderous aura that could swallow everything.

His clear black eyes shone with a ruthless light, which was terrifying and frightening, and all the gangsters were thrown into chaos.

Xia Zihan and Ming Lang felt deeply in their hearts, it was the first time they saw Mo'er's ability with their own eyes, it was indeed unparalleled in the world, he indeed surpassed us.

Xia Feng was shocked and trembling, it turned out that he was so powerful, so powerful that he was not like ordinary people.

Gu Xiyan felt relieved, it seemed that he had hope to save Xi'er and Wai Ya.

Mo Liuli stared blankly at Zun Wang's dark eyes, how could he be like this?This mask is the mask of the Dark Night King. He...is Mo'er?Or the Night King?

Ming Xi was shocked, suffocated, and motionless. This mask...was exactly the same as the one in the nightmare, but these eyes were clearly Zun. He was...who?

The fragment of fear flashed in her mind again, the masked demon galloped wildly on her body, tortured, it was endless insult and tearing pain, the hellish darkness invaded her heart and lungs...

Like a sharp poisonous needle suddenly piercing her brain with force, again and again, Ming Xi's head felt severe pain again, her body trembled and struggled, her mouth was covered with adhesive tape, she couldn't speak, and could only utter "" "Wooooooo" sound, my heart twitched like being whipped...

It hurts, it hurts.