Super Comic System

(PS: The second chapter is delivered, I can't stand it anymore, go to sleep for a while.)

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Xiao Zimo broke the neck of the Vietnamese, and the Vietnamese didn't even know that he was dead, or maybe he didn't even know how Xiao Zimo appeared beside him.

"The second one!" Xiao Zimo said softly, looking at the body of the Vietnamese.

Whoosh!

After finishing speaking, Xiao Zimo ran into the woods again, looking for the next prey.

"Damn! Fujita, Vios, and Arlo have all lost contact!" At this moment, there were two figures lying in a bush, and one of them said angrily in Chinese.

"The other party may be an expert!" Another person said in Thai.

"Master! Our black iron mercenary group has lost three people, and now the two of us are here, Pross and the others don't know if there is anything wrong." The Huaxia language said suppressing the anger in his heart.

"Don't worry, Pross is stronger than Weios and the others, so it should be fine." The Thai man's voice became weaker and weaker at the end, obviously shocked by the strength of Xiao Zimo and Qiu Zhenhui .

While the Chinese was talking to the Thai, Xiao Zimo jumped onto a tree, and then quietly stared at a black man not far away with a layer of clothes wrapped in his hand, yes, that’s right, It's a black man. If Xiao Zimo hadn't had good eyesight, he might have really ignored him.

I saw the black man squatting on the ground motionless, as if he had merged with the night.

Xiao Zimo opened the silent space, and then slowly walked towards Pross.

"Pross, is everything normal on your side?" Pross squatted on the ground, pressed his ear with his left hand, and listened quietly to the voice from the communicator.

"Everything is normal here." Pross said to the communicator.

"Everything is normal on my side, you have to be careful, there are masters on the other side, Fujita, Vios, Arlo is dead." A worried voice came from the communicator.

"So what if you are a master, if you meet me, Pross, you will still die!" Pross said arrogantly, as if he didn't pay attention to Xiao Zimo and Qiu Zhenhui, as if he was the biggest in the world.

"Let's do this first, be careful." After speaking, the signal of the communicator on the opposite side was cut off.

"What rubbish Chinese master, come one, I'll kill one, come two, I'll kill two." Pross said disdainfully.

"Really? Then try it out." Just as he finished speaking, a cold voice suddenly came to his ears.

"Huh?" Pross frowned, without saying a word, he waved his hand wrapped in something violently.

boom!

He felt like he hit something extremely hard, and then...

boom!

The whole person flew out and hit a tree not far behind.

"You... why are you so strong!" Pross said while covering his hand and looking at Xiao Zimo.

"That's because you are too weak." Xiao Zimo twisted his arms and looked at Pross disdainfully.

"I don't believe it!" Na Pross growled, raised his fist and rushed towards Xiao Zimo.

boom!

The result was still the same, and Xiao Zimo directly sent him flying.

"You are a cultivator, you are a member of the Huaxia military!" Pross sat on the ground, looking at Xiao Zimo in horror and said.

"Do you have any last words to say?" Xiao Zimo looked at Pross and said lightly.

"The last words? That's..." Pross' eyes turned cold, he pulled out a pistol from his arms, pointed at Xiao Zimo, and said ferociously, "That's it, let you die!"

Piu!

The pistol in Pross's hand was equipped with a silencer, so there was no shot.

"Die!" Pross said ferociously.

However, when the bullet was ejected, Prouss found that Xiao Zimo had disappeared.

"Since this is your last wish, then you can go to die." Suddenly, a cold voice came from his ear, and then his head exploded, blood and head splashed all over the ground, A few drops fell on Xiao Zimo's face.

"The third one! In addition, Qiu Zhenhui killed one, and now there are still four..." Before Xiao Zimo could finish speaking, a voice suddenly came from Prologis' communicator. After listening, Xiao Zimo grimaced. He grinned and said, "It's still three!"

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

After speaking, Xiao Zimo disappeared into the jungle again.

"Damn it! Pross and Xiu are also dead, when did the Huaxia military become so strong." The Huaxia man said angrily.

"Could it be that army made a move." The Thai said in disbelief.

"You mean! They!" said the Chinese man, staring at the Thai man with wide eyes.

"But I'm not sure yet, but I guess it's close to ten." The Thai said in a low voice.

"Hey!"

While they were talking, there was a burst of electric current from the Huaxia man's communicator.

"The third one, solved."

Then, a playful voice came from his communicator.

"Xiu is dead! Then... there are only two of us left!" the Thai said in horror.

"It's definitely people from that army. I didn't expect them to send that group of people for us." The Huaxia man said angrily, gritting his teeth.

"You two, what are you discussing?" Suddenly, a voice came from behind them.

"You... When did you find this place!" The Huaxia man turned his head and looked at Xiao Zimo and Qiu Zhenhui in horror and said.

"You didn't hide clearly enough, we saw it at a glance." Xiao Zimo shrugged and said.

In fact, Xiao Zimo tried his best to find them, and then met Qiu Zhenhui who was looking for the remaining two people on the way, so the two of them also set off together to find the traces of the remaining two people.

In the end, the two of them searched a lot of places before finding this place. Fortunately, the forest is very quiet. The voices of the Chinese and Thai people were heard by Xiao Zimo and Qiu Zhenhui, and they finally decided to be here. It can be said that the two of them exposed their positions.

"You... who are you two?" the Thai man looked at Xiao Zimo and Qiu Zhenhui and said.

"Are you from that army?" the Huaxia man looked at Xiao Zimo and Qiu Zhenhui and said.

"What army?" Xiao Zimo frowned and looked at the Huaxia man and said.

Looking into Xiao Zimo's eyes, the Huaxia man was sure that Xiao Zimo was not from that army, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Then who are you?" The Huaxia man took a deep breath, looked at Xiao Zimo and Qiu Zhenhui and said.

"The people who killed you!" Xiao Zimo said with a grin.