"Since I can't deal with you, I'll take you to die together!"

As his mind went around, Charlie made a decision.

It quickly walked forward and waved its fists to attack the portrait. When the opponent swung his gun to resist, it hugged the portrait firmly while it was unprepared.

"Let go, you let go."

The portrait was shocked and angry at Charlie's behavior, and struggled violently to pull away his hands like pliers.

However, this move has no effect on Charlie who is determined to die. He just understood that only the young man in front of him has the power to fight. As for the others, he is really not very good.

"Dragon King Bullet" Xue Yang, who was standing not far away, saw this and immediately took out his new weapon. A black dragon with a ferocious face was entrenched on the pitch-black and red spear. When he made this shot from the muzzle, he faintly let out a roaring dragon roar.

When the painted black light wave hit Charlie, he could only hear a "double" sound that directly knocked the surface of his body to the point of depression.

Charlie trembled slightly, and his will to die was even stronger when he saw this.

It seems that they have hidden one hand...

Charlie's continuous compression almost made the portrait breathless. It began to burn its core of life. Just a few seconds before the explosion, the portrait seemed to have expected something and stopped struggling.

Seeing this, Charlie smiled bitterly and shook his head, and went to the underworld with the portrait.

The explosion caused by the fire flattened the surroundings, and the soil splashed and scattered, and deep pits were covered with scorch marks, leaving behind fragments of Charlie's death.

After the portrait died, he was extremely bloody and miserable, and appeared in front of everyone again three seconds.

It turned out that the Resurrection Coin in the storage ring worked immediately.

Because Charlie was killed by himself, everyone did not gain any benefits from it.

"It's so unlucky. I didn't get any benefits, and I also paid a resurrection coin."

The portrait frowned and complained in her heart.

"Portrait, are you okay?"

Seeing that the portrait looked a little unhappy, Ji Lan hesitated for a while, stepped forward and comforted him.

"It's okay." The portrait smiled reluctantly. After looking at the four sides of the standing area, he saw that the place had been cleared, so he decided to get up and take everyone to go deeper.

They came all the way to the ridge, and when the portrait looked up at several houses built in the distance, they knew that the enemy was coming, and he was secretly wary of being ready for battle at any time.

After seeing them, Bantu soldiers patrolling not far away saw them, they walked quickly in the direction where everyone was.

They have blue and black hair, blue eyes, naked upper body, yellow pants, yellow fists on their hands, and they have eight abdomen lines with distinctive abdominal muscles.

The Bantu soldiers were getting closer and closer to everyone, and they bowed to prepare for battle.

"The intruder who has not obtained Tongxu left quickly, otherwise don't blame our subordinates for being ruthless."

The Bantu soldier frowned and reminded him.

"We are here to deal with Ice Dragon and help you restore your home."

The portrait waved his hand and explained.

"Just rely on you guys? Haha, you don't know the power of the Ice Dragon Skasa at all. It's better not to sacrifice your life and leave quickly."

The Bantu warrior looked at everyone with disdain and spoke.

"Looking for death!" The portrait was so angry that she was so angry that she immediately slashed at the other party with her two swords.

"Puchi"

He activated his skill "Light Slash" and appeared randomly behind a Bantu warrior. After swinging his sword quickly to kill the opponent, he looked up at another target.

Facing the portrait of a Bantu warrior facing a strong attack, it was a bit difficult for him to resist, not to mention that he had enough energy.

"I thought you were so strong, it turned out that there was only this strength."

The portrait shook his head helplessly, glanced at the last shiver of Bantu, and said mockingly.

"Go and call all the people you can fight in your village to take revenge!"

Seeing that he was reluctant to act, the portrait couldn't help but slapped the other person with his two swords.

The Bantu soldier looked at his companion who was lying in a pool of blood, glared at the portrait fiercely and said, "Rampant boy, I have the will to stand here and don't move. I'll call someone to come."

After the Bantu soldier said a few harsh words, he turned around and ran towards the village house.

"The fool is just waiting to die. Let's go and ambush aside."

The portrait smiled angrily, turned to look at everyone and asked to remind everyone.

When the Bantu soldier led a new round of companions to support him, he only saw a few corpses of cold and stiff companions on the spot.

"Hmph, let them run away." The Bantu soldier saw his companion looking up at him, and quickly spoke up and snorted coldly as if he was angry.

But they didn't know that the people hiding in the dark were looking at the target.

After seeing that this time, the portrait did not encounter an enemy with a powerful aura, it quickly swung its sword and quickly killed them in the sword light.

He looked at the Bantu warrior who was struggling with his throat and slowly put away his long sword with a cold look. The portrait looked up at the Bantu female warrior who was trembling beside him.

The female Bantu warrior was wearing a purple-red battle robe and wrapped in a graceful body. The portrait was more explosive than the Bantu warrior through several tentative sexual encounters. Unfortunately, she lacked endurance and was not suitable for continuous combat.

When the female Bantu saw the other party looking at her big breasts, she thought the other party had a bad idea, but she became a little hesitant to survive.

"Don't think too much, keep calling people over. Don't shout those useless fish, as they will die if they come."

The portrait spoke to her with a dark look on the Bantu warrior lying on the ground.

"Hmph, you wait."

The female Bantu warrior turned around quickly and fled quickly.

When she brought a few frost goblins and a huge ice tiger, the portrait hidden in the dark became a little uneasy.

If you force them to be eliminated, you will have to use some trump cards, which will make those masters hiding in the dark be prepared, and the outcome will be unpredictable.

"Okay, feel at ease. Just leave it to us, don't hold on alone." Ye Yong, who was standing beside him, sighed helplessly when he saw the portrait's frowning face, and comforted him.

"Don't forget that you are not alone, trust these companions of yours."

Ji Lan, who was standing beside him, looked at the portrait deeply and reminded him.

Yes, I still have teammates.

Thinking of this, the portrait not only felt ashamed, but because he was constantly winning alone, he became a little anxious. He forgot that he had teammates silently supported him and encouraged him.

"Hmm? Naya, didn't you say there was only one person?"

When the blood-red eyes of the Frost Goblin, who was covered in ice blue and wearing battle suits and flags, looked at everyone with some dissatisfaction.

"This..." Bantu female warrior Naya looked a little hesitant. It was indeed the only young adventurer who was the only one.
Chapter completed!