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Andrew gradually couldn't run anymore. He had lost too much blood, and the injury on the back of his head made him delirious. His physical strength dropped sharply, and his legs became weaker and weaker.
Perhaps it was already too late for him to make it back to his base camp. Frustration and despair once again drowned him.
The pursuers behind him were approaching again. Without looking back, he seemed to be able to hear the roar of the engine.
How he wished that it was just a hallucination. Unfortunately, it wasn't. A tongue of fire swept over from three to five meters behind him, and a shuttle of bullets sank into the sand, right behind his heels.
He tried his best to speed up, but no matter how much strength he used, he couldn't find any. He was exhausted.
The moment the bullet hit him heavily on the back, Andrew fell down the hill, rolled down, and fainted.
But the next moment, he immediately woke up. The huge danger between life and death forced his mind to stay awake.
"No! I can't die! "
"I still have my base camp!"
Andrew roared to cheer himself up, hypnotized himself, and forced himself to use the last trace of his potential to run again!
…
He was getting closer, he was getting closer. After climbing over that small hill, it would be his base camp. When he was building the camp, York had even peed under the tree over there. He still remembered the huge tree that looked like a bush, so it couldn't be wrong.
Andrew's consciousness was very blurred, and he could only identify the direction of the giant tree and run.
As long as he reached the camp, he still had more than 20 combat teams, and he should be able to repel the pursuers behind him.
But he also had a trace of worry about the camp a long time ago, but he didn't want to think about it, because that would make him even more desperate. He needed something that could support him now.
"I'm almost there!"
"Hold on for one more minute!"
"Andrew, you have to hold on, you can't fall in front of your home!"
He used the image of more than 20 combat teams in the camp to motivate himself, to push away the bad thoughts in his mind. That was his last straw.
Finally, with the "help" of the bullets behind him, he flipped over the hill where the giant tree was located.
However, what appeared in front of him …
…
Camp.
A piercing sound could be heard as it flew up from the sky outside and swept past the encirclement of the human soldiers. It tore the rows of Awlcards in the camp apart on the spot.
The other Awka people hurriedly retreated and saw a bloody man standing in the ruins, looking at the surrounding camp with bloodshot eyes.
There was a commotion among the human army — —
"It's Andrew!"
"Why did he come back so quickly?"
"Kill him!"
"Surround them!"
…
Looking at the base that was razed to the ground, Andrew completely collapsed. The last pillar of support collapsed, and the soaring hatred almost made him crazy, and his eyes were red.
He didn't know how he had exhausted his life to run back to the base camp. That was his foundation, the last thing he could rely on. If he lost it, he would be alone from now on. He really had nothing left. If he lost it, he would be finished.
However, he was still too late. His headquarters was already in ruins, and the only ones still alive were perhaps the two children he couldn't remember under the corner of the wall.
He didn't want to save these two children. He just wanted to vent his anger, kill, and take revenge!
"I will never compromise!"
Andrew went crazy. He didn't care about his precarious injuries at all and madly slaughtered the Awka people around him.
"Kill you all! Kill you all! "
He didn't run anymore. He really couldn't run anymore. Anyway, he couldn't run anymore. Today was the day of his death!
After killing all the Awka people, he continued to rush into the human army. Kill! Kill!
Kill! His speed was still very fast. Although he wasn't as fast as a bullet, it was difficult for the soldiers to hit him at this high speed.
No one could stop him!
Soon, a large number of corpses appeared on the ground. The weak bodies of the soldiers couldn't stop him at all. Even if he was seriously injured, ordinary soldiers couldn't stop him.
After a short period of chaos, the well-trained soldiers reorganized their formation and surrounded him with a dense net of fire.
But this couldn't kill Andrew in a short time. Seeing that he was about to rush into the soldiers' formation again, the pursuers in the air finally arrived.
A burly figure jumped from the sky and rushed in the direction of Andrew.
Perhaps aware of the danger, Andrew wanted to move to the side, but the special bullets from the sky drove him back like a storm.
The two figures collided violently. Andrew, who was seriously injured, let out a muffled groan and rolled out diagonally. God knows how many bones were broken.
The burly figure stood firmly in front of the soldiers' formation.
"Ba Yi, you son of a bitch …"
Andrew, who struggled to get up from the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, coughed violently, and cursed vaguely. He staggered and couldn't even stand steadily, but his eyes were fixed on the burly figure.
"Brother Andrew." Ba Yi stretched out his hand to stop the soldiers behind him from shooting. Ordinary bullets could only cause ordinary damage to Andrew's tough body, and relying on the momentum of the bullets to hinder Andrew's movement, they couldn't completely destroy him. On the contrary, they also hindered their own movement because of the mistake.
After the soldiers quickly stopped shooting under the order of the officer, Ba Yi strode forward and continued to say: "Brother Andrew, you can hate me or curse me, but you have to die."
"Bah!" Andrew spat out another mouthful of blood, raised his head, and said fiercely and coldly: "When I was 13 years old, I pushed my damn stepfather down the stairs. Since then, I have never been afraid of anyone! When I was 17 years old, I was not stabbed to death on the street, and since then, I have never been afraid of death! Who the hell are you and Chris? You don't know shit! "
"It's useless to say anything, Andrew, the key must not fall into your hands." Ba Yi took another step forward and said.
"Shit! "Maybe", how f * cking funny! Why do you say that the key is with me? Why can't I get the key? Just because of a "maybe"!? " Andrew sneered and asked rhetorically. Blood spurted out of his eyes, and he used all his strength to shout at Ba Yi:
"Why do you say that? You say that I am dangerous, that I am despicable, that I might do this, or that I might do that. F * ck, have any of you ever asked me what I think? You are so arrogant and self-righteous, just because of a "maybe" and a "maybe"? Do you think that I am harmful to humans just because I have the key? Did any of you ask me? Did anyone, did anyone!?
Now I understand, in your eyes, I am just a f * cking worm, and in his eyes, I am even worse than a worm! Who the f * ck cares about what I think!? "
Ba Yi shook his head, as if he didn't want to say anything more. In the last step, he suddenly came in front of Andrew and punched Andrew's face with a burst of dark energy.
Bang!
Andrew, who was already powerless to resist, stretched out his right hand to block, but he couldn't stop it at all. With the sound of bones breaking, his whole body flew back again and was thrown heavily to the ground of the ruins.
After falling into the blood of the dead people in the camp, Andrew woke up from a brief dizziness. He probably knew that he was going to die. He shook his head and seemed to have suddenly thought of something. Ignoring Ba Yi who was approaching him again, he tried to stand up and crawl towards the corner of the camp.
No one knew what he was going to do, and they didn't need to know. The camp was heavily surrounded, and there were many black dots flying around in the sky. He had no way out.
Behind him, Ba Yi jumped up, gathered a large amount of dark energy in the air, and smashed down fiercely.
Andrew was once again knocked away. This time, his legs were hit by Ba Yi, and with a crack, they were completely broken. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't stand up.
But after all, he was smashed away for a while. Taking advantage of the time when Ba Yi caught up, he once again crawled in the blood, using his left hand to continue crawling.
Ba Yi did not know where he was going to crawl to. Although he had the absolute upper hand in killing Andrew like this, the consumption was also very huge. Every blow consumed a lot of his strength, otherwise, it would not be enough to destroy Andrew's strong body.
In order to prevent Andrew from crawling around and delaying time, Ba Yi gathered his strength and crushed the bones of Andrew's left arm. Then, he continuously hit Andrew's body, especially his head.
In the ruins of the camp, Andrew, who had broken his limbs, was like a sandbag. Under Ba Yi's fierce attacks, he rolled around and tossed around.
His head had swollen to the size of a huge Awka, and his body was even more miserable. It was almost deformed, and his limbs were swinging like a swing. However, he seemed to be unwilling to die. Taking advantage of the gap between Ba Yi's attacks, he swam along the blood like an earthworm thrown on the cement road. He still wanted to go to the corner of the camp.
Ba Yi, who had rested for a while, caught up with him again, easily wiping out the distance that Andrew had worked so hard to travel, and continued to bombard him fiercely.
…
After an unknown amount of time, it may be a long time for Andrew, but it may only be a short time for Ba Yi. Under the continuous attacks, Andrew was finally dying.
Ba Yi also looked a little tired, but Andrew finally swam to his destination. There, a young woman was holding a newborn baby in her hands, lying in a pool of blood. Andrew only took a glance and stopped moving.
Ba Yi stepped forward, grabbed his broken collar, pulled him up, and looked at him.
From the swollen gap, Andrew was also looking at Ba Yi. He could no longer speak, and there was no trace of strength in his body, so he spat a mouthful of blood on Ba Yi's face and looked at Ba Yi contemptuously. This was the biggest "attack" that he could do with his last trace of strength.
Ba Yi did not wipe it, and his face did not change. He just coldly waved his fist that was filled with dark energy again, and fiercely smashed it on Andrew's deformed face.
Bang!
This blow finally broke through the defense of Andrew's whole body, and even the sound of his flesh and blood being crushed could be heard. Ba Yi could even feel that his power was destroying and invading Andrew's life, touching the forbidden zone of his life.
Andrew's defense had completely collapsed at this point, and he fell into a coma. He was no different from an ordinary person. As long as Ba Yi gave him the final blow, he would be completely killed.
"Andrew …"
Ba Yi sighed, took a deep breath, leaped forward, and attacked.
At this time, a sharp light suddenly flashed in the far north. It was as fast as the contract that flew out from here. In an instant, it arrived at the ruined camp and landed in front of the unconscious Andrew.
^ (To be continued.)
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