Chapter 1092: Death Pattern

Men Qi was defeated by the head-on collision with the masked man, flew upside down a few meters away, and immediately landed heavily on the ground.

At the same time, Mijaston lost his mind frequently because of the [Secret Chamber Judge], and the masked man found an opportunity to drive several nails into his body in a daze.

It was just a meeting, and two more wounded were added to the side of the Hunter Association.

Without the psychological burden of [core energy], the unscrupulous attack of the masked man obviously gave the association a blow.

Mijaston was stabbed with two nails in the chest and a nail in the area of ​​his right leg near his crotch.

And the powerful impact of the nails knocked his body two meters away.

Although the two nails that pierced the chest did not reach the vital point, they still caused great trauma to Mijaston.

He fell to the ground and lost his strength on the spot.

The indifferent gaze of the masked man first glanced over Men Qi, and finally locked on Mi Jaston who was closer.

This fight isn't a boxing match, and it doesn't wait until you're on your feet.

The masked man rushed straight to Mijaston who fell on the ground, wanting to catch up with the knife and solve an obstacle first.

At this time, Mijaston not only lost his fighting power, but also lost his ability to struggle.

He who has not yet lost consciousness can only watch the masked man rushing towards him.

However, there was no fear or despair in his eyes that reflected the figure of the masked figure.

What is clearer is powerlessness and unwillingness.

"Mijaston!"

At this time, the person closest to Mijaston was Pijorn, and Menqi had just got up from the ground.

So, when the masked man rushed towards Mijaston, Pijorn also moved.

She, who bears the title of Mao Rabbit, kicked her legs and made a move commensurate with her name.

That slightly petite body ejected towards Mijaston.

If rescue is not available, Mijaston will surely die.

If you can delay the speed of the masked man, you can create time for teammates to return in time.

Pjorn hadn't really thought about it that much, but she felt she had to, or Mijaston would be doomed.

The masked man noticed Pijorn's movements, but he didn't feel the slightest threat from Pijorn, so his target was still Mijaston lying on the ground.

At least get rid of one first.

This might be the idea of ​​the masked man.

Pijorn arrived in time by virtue of her jumping ability, but her melee combat ability was limited, and she could only rely on the skills of mind ability-coagulation and flow.

She came forward, mobilized 50% of her mind, concentrated it on her right hand, and then patted the masked man.

In her estimate, the first slap was a feint shot, as long as the masked man was forced to dodge, she would plummet down, mobilizing her mind power to the top with the fastest [flow] The lower body, and then swept down the masked man.

However……

The masked man didn't dodge or dodge at all, and directly resisted Pijorn's palm.

Boom!

The palm that gathered 50% of the mind, not only did not cause the slightest damage to the mask, it didn't even shake the masked person's body in the slightest.

This impactful scene made Pjorn's pupils shrink sharply.

At this moment, the masked man raised his right hand from bottom to top, and moved towards Pijorn's chin.

If chosen correctly, the nails on the fingers will penetrate directly from Pjorn's chin to the brain.

Pijorn only felt a cold current rushing up from her spine. In a critical moment, she slapped her right palm on the mask and pushed suddenly, and the reaction force formed by this pushed her body backward.

Swish!

The masked man's upward thrust was in vain, but he still had another hand, which directly stabbed Pjorn's vitals.

At this time, Pyorn was unable to avoid it, and could only watch the masked man stabbing the extremely powerful nails in the blink of an eye.

"Restrain... restrain..."

Vaguely, Pjorn seemed to hear Mijaston's voice.

At this moment, she saw the masked man's movements stagnate.

But in less than a second, the masked man's stagnant movements returned to their original speed.

The nails that could easily pierce Yinda's defense still stabbed towards her.

However, the stab was empty.

Because, a figure arrived in time, and at the moment when the masked man's nails were about to pierce Pyorn's vitals, he moved Pyorn, who had nowhere to hide in the air, to one side.

That figure was actually Sa Qiu.

"so close."

He hugged Pijorn, jumped on his feet a few times, and quickly opened the distance.

If it weren't for Mijaston's key yellow card restraint, then he would have had no time to take Pijorn away.

But……

Saqiu looked back at Mijaston, a haze flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, Mijaston propped up his upper body, holding a yellow card tightly in his slightly trembling palm.

It was the only thing he could do just now.

Pjorn came back to his senses and also saw Mijaston's current situation, mist suddenly formed in his eyes.

Their departure made Mijaston lose any chance of survival.

"No need to feel guilty..."

Mijaston looked past the masked man and met the eyes of Pijorn and Saqiu.

Then, he showed a helpless and unwilling smile.

"At the end of the day, I didn't do my duty."

He said something to himself.

Then, he saw the masked man rushing towards him again.

There is no room for rescue anymore.

The masked man came in front of Mijaston who had completely lost the ability to struggle. In front of Pijorn and Saqiu who stopped suddenly, Menqi who rushed over quickly, Kido and Sambika who came to the edge of the battle circle, and Mijaston's face.

It was still the seemingly ordinary but invincible nails.

It waved towards Mijaston's head.

That expression of helplessness and unwillingness was immediately frozen at the last moment.

laugh!

Mijaston's head was like a shattered watermelon, split into several pieces, and flew backwards.

The headless corpse slowly fell to the ground, with blood flowing from the neck cavity.

Everyone who saw this scene showed grief and indignation on their faces.

"one."

The masked man counted silently in his heart.

next...

The masked man stared at Men Qi, who was bleeding profusely.

The reason is still relatively close.

However, what surprised him was that the nails failed to break Menqi's kitchen knife.

But it doesn't matter, it is not difficult at all to kill this woman.

He stepped on Mijaston's body, and with a burst of blood mist, that tall and thin body rushed towards Men Qi.

Men Qi suppressed the anger rising from her heart and stared at the movements of the masked man, her mental power had never been so highly concentrated.

She was already familiar with the masked man's speed, so as long as she could keep up, even if she couldn't cause damage to the masked man, it would still be able to restrain him.

The only thing to worry about is the strength of the masked man.

Facing the masked man rushing towards him, Men Qi slightly raised his bloodied hands and made a defensive move.

She didn't expect that she could hurt the masked man, and being on the defensive was the safest course of action.

However, she clearly overestimated her resilience.

Facing the stormy melee attack of the masked man, Men Qi's defensive rhythm was suddenly disrupted.

While retreating frequently, the blood flowing from the cracked wound continued to scatter on the ground.

At the same time, Pjorn and Saqiu rushed over.

However, Men Qi's resistance became increasingly weak.

In terms of strength, there is a clear gap between her and the masked man.

Just when the defense was about to collapse, the masked man shook in vain.

The movements of the hands are like a gear stuck with a stone, pausing and pausing.

He was puzzled at first, and then immediately noticed the change in himself.

"Death marks?!"

He looked sharply at Sambika.

On the solid mask, two eye slits suddenly opened.

A little red light overflowed from it.

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