Whispers around Clara Chapter 67

I saw a black shadow through the surrounding treetops, lightning-fast from the air, jumping on the outermost tank, the fire in the air, I don’t know how much was shot on him, blood from him. The body rushed out, but the figure did not seem to feel pain at all, kneeling on the tank, slamming his fist toward the roof.

The five fingers are like sharp knives, and even the horrible power and sharpness of the knife. Quickly insert the roof of the steel, a shrill sound, the black shadow of the blood, tearing open the tank. On the roof of the car, the claws quickly reached out and grabbed one of the people in the car. They grabbed the body and saw only a moment of blood flying. The person caught in the hand had lost the human form, and the guns concentrated in the same moment. The fire directly shattered the shadow into pieces.

The Clara opened his mouth and looked at the flashing picture in front of him. The hand holding the communicator kept shaking. . . . . . What the **** is this? Cruel, strong and powerful.

Qi Mo sullenly face, see the slight tremor of the Clara, can not help a palm press on the shoulder of the Clara, Shen Sheng: “all eliminated.”

After Qi Mo’s order, the fire of the guns became more and more fierce. The gunpowder of the three planes was the thing that iron made, that is, a small city also gave you some **** that was destroyed. Don’t say that you are so human. You are still a flesh and blood.