Strong Enemies

According to the gourd painting scoop, Vlad has successively liberated several slave gathering places. It has to be said that compared with the scarce number of Tianlong people, the number of slaves for their pleasure is huge.

The only thing Vlad can do is to let them out. If he doesn't want to come out, he tries to control the flames not to spread to that place, and the rest can't be controlled. The man's fate is only in his own hands, and everyone else There is no right to point fingers.

For those who dare to rebel, Vlad separated the path of flame for them, applauded their courage, moved by their pursuit of freedom, and blessed their struggle.

For those who dare not resist, Vlad will not despise them. He will only save their lives as much as possible. Some people pursue freedom, but they also care more about their lives. It is not shameful to be reluctant to resist for life. thing.

However, some people also feel that there is no hope of escape, and the desire in the heart is inspired by the extreme fear. They dare not shoot the Tianlong people and the world government. Instead, the butcher knife in their hands is aimed at their companions.

For such a person, Vlad will be merciless, and a slight flame will pass, and nothing will be left.

Fearing to resist and loneliness only pours violence on their partners. Such a guy is usually called scum. Vlad thinks that such a guy is not needed on the sea.

"Okay,"

Vlad stood on the roof, looking at the group of former slaves with a fanatical smile on their faces and a look of death. The most precious spirit of mankind is the spirit of resistance.

It's easy to say, but it's actually a very difficult thing to do. Humans always have a mentality of inertia. They always think that there is something that you don't need to do by yourself. Someone will always stand up and do it. Most people will choose to wait and wait for that person to come forward.

There are really few people who dare to stand up to resist. Such courage is not possessed by everyone. This is reality.

"Okay, I should do my own thing too!"

Vlad murmured to himself, his eyes lingered between the surrounding buildings, and the Dragons were, without a doubt, the richest people in the world. Their treasures needless to say, they are definitely on the sea Richness that no one can imagine.

Although the flames are raging now, many buildings have been burned almost, but there are still many left, there must be a lot of gains, Vlad has no doubt about this, this is his The noble's expectation, this is his main purpose of the chaos this time. The liberation of slaves was only a temporary intention. The previous feelings in Mary Geoise made him a little uncomfortable.

"Hey!"

Vlad picked it lightly and jumped into the window of a house.

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"Cushing!"

"Freedom! Freedom is calling us!" a group of liberated slaves shouted, holding in their hands weapons found from the sea of ​​fire. Sprinting in droves towards the free world.

It is strange to say that these flames are like life, and the slaves will automatically diverge as soon as they come over, just like escorting them.

This situation was staged in different places. Thousands of slaves were divided into dozens of teams and fled around. Under the cover of the fire, no one noticed their movements for a while.

"Slave?"

A group of world government officials in black suits and a group of dragon guards are trying to extinguish the fire, but to no avail, ordinary water has no effect on this golden flame.

However, suddenly, the change was sudden, the flame that could not be eliminated before suddenly burst out, a passage was exposed, a group of people ran out from the inside, and the black suits and guards around were already forced, These clothes are not covered, and the skinny guy looks undoubtedly the slave of the Dragon.

"Kill them!"

Before they could react, the slaves had launched an attack, and everyone who blocked their path to freedom was an enemy of life and death.

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"Hey, don't stop!"

Vlad carried a large bag on his shoulder, which was filled with various treasures that had been searched from the house of the Tianlong people. Looking at the three white guys on the opposite side, I felt a little sigh in my heart. On this, can this be seen? Too memorizing too.

"Who are you?" one of the white clothes asked, "Is it also the escaped slave?"

"Hey! What a bad luck!"

Vlad scratched his head and said a little uncomfortably.

"This is where the Dragons are stationed, and it is God's territory!" The white clothes stepped forward: "All the sins will be punished. Don't hold the idea of ​​escape from punishment by luck!"

"Say something silly?"

Vlad The face under the hood can't be seen, but the sound is very real: "You are unlucky!"

"What?" The white man was surprised. Under the hood, Vlad's face could not be seen. Qing, but the eyes of a pair of golden yellow eyes with narrow pupils reflected in his eyes.

"Small..." The voice has not yet been spoken. Vlad has appeared in front of the white clothes like a phantom. The empty right hand is covered with fiery red scales, and he gently waves, a line of fire from his hand. Soaring shot out.

"Dragon Fist-Claw Cut!"

"Why? Why did you come to death?"

Vlad stepped forward, ignoring the white clothes that had no movement, and whispered to the remaining two white clothes.

"Slap!" There was still a confused expression on his face, a huge head fell straight on the ground, and he jumped a bit naughtily.

"Punch!"

The headless body fell to the ground, his neck was black, and there was a faint smell of meat in the air. To be honest, it was a little disgusting.

"It seems that you are a prisoner?" the remaining white clothes said in a deep voice.

"Armed!"

The two white clothes did not hesitate. They were not as careless as the dead companion. The dark armed colors wrapped around both hands. After all, they were able to pass through the sea of ​​fire. The domineering was quite skilled.

"Shave!"

"Shave!"

Two consecutive times, the two white figures disappeared instantly. This is the shaving among the six types of navy, which can provide extraordinary speed.

"Hi!"

Vlad smiled disdainfully, keenly seeing that domineering had locked the trail of the two guys dead.

On his right hand, there was a black, domineering armed color, and he smashed it hard to the side.

A figure suddenly appeared in a deserted area, not someone else, but one of the white clothes. At the moment of his appearance, Vlad's huge fist had hit his head heavily.

"Bang!"

A huge hole was broken in the ground, white clothes lay in it, a huge depression in the head, and there was no sound.

"Dead! Finger gun-broken!"

Another white dress appeared immediately after Vlad's quilt, and his body was ready to go. His right hand was armed with domineering hardening, his index finger was tied up, and his eyes were gloomy, not at all because of his own The partner's death moved, and the next moment, an indestructible finger gun would penetrate Vlad's back.

"Brush!"

"Poof!"

"Uh!!!!!!" screamed.

Vlad didn't look back. His attention had reached another place, where there was a flame and nothing.

"Brush!" A gust of wind came, the flame split instantly, and a man's figure came out, also in a white dress, a little too slender, with a pair of gold glasses, a large back meticulous, holding a handle in his hand A long and narrow knife, a strong momentum came out of him.

"Hello, can you meet such a strong enemy?"

Vlad sighed softly.

What the person came to see was such a picture. A tightly wrapped man carried a large burden on his left hand, a headless body was lying behind his back, and a white suit was lying in the pit beside him. Behind him, a white dress was pierced in the air by something similar to the tail.

"Is it you? Prisoner?" the man said in a deep voice.