One Birth Seven Treasures: Invincible Daddy is Super Fierce

Lin Ming in the spirit state was clean and unsullied, and the blood could not stain his body, but the appearance of the bright red liquid falling on his feet was particularly eye-catching.

Lin Ming couldn't help clenching his fists and pushed all the half-open doors open, and the scene in the control room came into view.

The whole control room was filled with a strong smell of blood, all because several people in the control room were tortured to death before they were alive.

Their blood was smeared on every part of the control room. The small walls and computer equipment in the control room were covered with blood, and the blood even formed several large characters.

Lin Ming, die!

When Lin Ming saw this scene, his lips were trembling, and the burning anger swept his entire heart, making his eyes brighter.

"Wei! Holy See!"

He gritted his teeth and looked at the burning Holy See not far away, feeling that his methods were still too kind.

Compared with those martial artists who have almost no conscience, he leaves too much room for the truth.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that those people unscrupulously hurt the people around him again and again.

The people who died here, he still remembered their bright smiling faces, saying that they wanted to follow him to make a lot of money and marry a wife, but now these people are lying on the drifting sea with no bones left.

The gap before and after this made Lin Ming unbearable.

He walked to the far end of the control room and saw Hawkeye lying on the table.

Lin Ming stepped forward and gently touched his shoulder.

This is one of his smartest brothers, and he is more enthusiastic than anyone when it comes to playing with computers.

"Hawkeye..."

Suddenly, Hawkeye, who had lost his anger when he fell on the table, suddenly stood up, his eyes turned into rich black, and the desire to eat people was flowing in his eyes.

Seeing what Lin Ming didn't understand here, Wei not only killed his brothers, but also made them into puppets after they died.

Lin Ming took a few steps back, avoiding several puppets rushing up to tear him up. He had countless opportunities to destroy these people easily, but when he saw those familiar faces, he always found it difficult to do so. Start.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"guard!"

"Damn you!"

Manipulating these people to become immortal puppets, watching Lin Ming dodging in embarrassment, but not having the heart to destroy these puppets, is probably part of Wei's plan.

Bai Xue was not far away. Naturally, she heard Lin Ming's movement. Her eyes trembled slightly, but she did not rush in rashly.

After a while, the movement in the cabin gradually diminished.

Lin Ming's eyes were red, and an invisible air flow flowed between his palms. The confluence of yin and yang was turned into a sharp sword by him, and he slashed at those who rushed towards him.

Wei can make dead people into puppets, relying on that strange black Yin Qi.

When these yin qi penetrates into the body of the dead, they will gradually gain control over the body.

This way of resurrection is not so much a resurrection from the dead, it is better to say that the body is controlled by the yin and turned into a shell.

Lin Ming's way of dealing with it is also very simple, cutting off the Yin Qi in this dead body.

Perhaps it was because Wei came and went in a hurry when he took action on these people, and did not leave roots in their bodies, so Lin Ming handled it very simply.

The yin and yang were mutually reinforcing, and after the yang qi cut off the yin qi, the corpses that had just rushed towards him with their claws and claws fell into a pool of blood.

Lin Ming walked over and gently closed the eyes of several people, wiping the blood on their faces with a tissue, revealing their clean faces.

"Don't worry, the boss will definitely avenge you!"

"Those who hurt you must not die!"

After doing all this, Lin Ming carried the bodies of several people to a clean deck, and then sent a signal to Bai Xue not far away.

"Boss, this..."

The iron tower and the blood wolf were simply thrown on the deck by Bai Xue, but they did not care about being treated like this, but rushed to their comrades and looked at their faces that had lost their anger.

"How could this be? How could Hawkeye die? Isn't he a last resort!"

"How could he die!"

"Hawkeye was still saying when we came, that when the boss is rescued, we should continue to discuss with the boss how to play with the computer, and why did he die!"

The iron tower knelt beside the corpse, and his broad and powerful arms hugged the bodies of several people firmly.

Tears fell down his cheeks on several people, but the few people who used to get along day and night would no longer jump up and accuse him.

Obviously the war has not yet officially started, but the parting has come so cruelly.

In the wailing of the iron tower, the blood wolf's chaotic consciousness finally slowly returned to the illusion. He saw the dead comrades on the deck for a while, and he couldn't tell whether it was reality or illusion.

"Am I still dreaming?"

The distant place where the sea and the sky meet showed a faint blue, the sun was about to leap above the sea level on a new day, but the wind at sea was getting colder.

"We should go."

"Hawkeye was killed, the location of the research institute may have been exposed, we have no time to grieve, avenging them is what we should do now!"

"Yes! We want to avenge our brothers!"

"Those god-killed dog thieves, don't let Lao Tzu catch them, Lao Tzu catches them, screw their heads off and drink!"

"Isn't the Holy See already smashed?"

"Are those people still alive?"

The blood wolf, who had not witnessed the grand scene of the meteorite falling last night, only heard of this phenomenon from the mouth of the iron tower, looked up at Lin Ming in confusion.

"The Holy See is smashed, and there are other places."

"That person won't take it lightly and just die like that."

"We have to prepare."

"Maybe the real war has just begun from now on."

Lin Ming had an inexplicable intuition in his heart.

Wei won't just die so easily.

War is not limited to warriors.

The whole world has maintained a superficial peace for a long time, and I am afraid that it will finally usher in shattering.

On the wide sea, a light blue ship, going against the wind like a piercing sword pierced the calm sea.

The ship is heading east, and the farther it deviates from the west, the faster its speed will be like a wanderer returning from afar.

…

The steel fortress built in the suburbs and hidden in the deep mountains has suffered an unprecedented blow.

In front of the androids who are not afraid of death, and the warriors who have been resurrected from the dead and have the abilities of their lives, the damage of thermal weapons has been reduced to an extremely low level.

"Director, it's not good, the defense line in the southeast has been torn apart. According to this trend, they will rush in soon!"

"We no longer have anyone who can continue to block that opening!"

The researcher in the white coat had some blood and dust on his face.

"No, you must stop them, these monsters can't let them drain into the city!"

"Open the defense line in the southeast and bring them in!"