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Chapter 472: Join forces and strangle!

At this moment.

Bi Ye, who had the opportunity to see Shen Bei killed, was suddenly shot by heavy fire from unknown personnel.

Bi Ye naturally didn't know Song You.

But it's okay.

One is killing, two is also killing.

What Bi Ye didn't expect was that this guy's sniper rifle was quite powerful.

If it is a matter of your prime, I guarantee that the opponent will die in your hands even before he can fire a second shot.

Although the balance is now greatly affected, it is not the right for others to trample on one's dignity.

Bi Ye roared wildly to vent his anger. He kept repeating the cycle of charging, falling to the ground, and then charging again, leaving big holes on the ground.

"What kind of monster is this!"

Song You took a deep breath. Bi Ye's physical strength seemed to be endless, and he extended the distance to 150 meters.

He could already clearly see his golden eyes filled with murderous intent.

Song You couldn't help but look at the rubble in the distance, hoping Shen Bei could recover during this time...

After all, the enemy in front of us is a bit difficult to deal with.

Song You couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat. He really couldn't understand why the guys Shen Bei provoked were always so fierce!

But... what else can I do? Facing this guy who is neither human nor ghost, I have to go ahead with it.

Song You’s energy was almost exhausted, and the consumption of producing 20mm caliber psychic bullets was enormous.

"Shen Bei, run away quickly, I'll hold him back!"

Song You gritted his teeth, wrapped a layer of energy around a bullet, and pressed it into the barrel of the gun.

He was just about to pull the trigger at Bi Ye, but the other party had already taken advantage of the gap and rushed forward five or six meters.

A long and powerful tail swung, wrapped around the tripod of the anti-material rifle, and threw it far away.

"Do you have the guts to shoot again?"

Bi Ye said with a sinister smile, stood up straight, and the claw on his right palm popped out. He always did what he said. If he said he would pull out the spine, he would pull it out.

Song You had a determined look on his face, and had already pulled out the pistol from his holster, shooting at Bi Ye. Unfortunately, apart from a few sparks flashing on his skin, nothing was left.

Then he drew his weapon with his backhand. He knew that he might be in great danger, but he still had to hold on until the last moment.

At this moment, a hand reached out from behind Bi Ye, wrapped around his neck, and grabbed the sword wound on his jaw. The other hand supported his waist and grabbed it hard.

This is the wrestling technique of the Sato kick.

Before Shen Bei knew it, he had arrived behind Bi Ye and completed a set of preparatory movements.

But Shen Bei never expected that Song You would appear at this critical juncture!

There was no time to think about why Song You appeared here, and how he could do the job of a sniper.

Shen Bei let out a low roar, and with a sudden force of his arms, he lifted up the heavy Bi Ye and threw him heavily to the ground.

He already knew how to deal with the indestructible and powerful Bi Ye.

Nothing beats wrestling.

As he was thinking, he tripped with his right leg and tripped Bi Ye, who was about to get up again, to the ground again.

But Bi Ye was not one to passively take a beating, and he continued to fight physically with Shen Bei.

Song Youzheng was operating the Vero anti-material rifle.

Its tripod had been broken, so Song You simply removed it from the tripod, grabbed the 23-kilogram anti-material rifle with one arm, and put the butt of the rifle on his shoulder.

The huge rifle, which is full of the unique mechanical sense of murder, combined with the big man Song You, has a special beauty.

"boom!"

There was a dull gunshot, and the muzzle wind kicked up a cloud of dust. The huge recoil caused the muzzle of the entire rifle to rise high, making it difficult for Song You to even hold the rifle.

Bi Ye was pressing Shen Bei to the ground with a ferocious look on his face, trying to bite off his neck.

"Tom!"

The bullet hit his chest, causing him to slow down his attack.

At this moment, Shen Bei narrowed his eyes and seized this rare opportunity. With a twist of his hand, he broke free from Bi Ye's grip.

He spun his body and moved behind him. He grabbed Bi Ye's neck with one hand and his tailbone with the other, and lifted him into the air.

Because the hold was in a clever position, Bi Ye struggled mightily but was unable to break free. He returned to the ground.

"Crystal Source Core! Give it to me!"

Shen Bei ordered.

Song You exclaimed, and took out an intermediate gold source core: "Is that enough? The rest are all primary crystal source cores."

The corners of Shen Bei's mouth twitched.

How come you are in such a miserable state...

There isn't a single advanced one?

But then I thought, maybe Song You spent all his money on becoming a superpower sniper?

Although superpowers can be promoted at will.

But the money spent on reselecting a series is not a small amount, which ordinary psychics cannot afford.

Shen Bei didn't say anything, but ordered Song You to stuff the golden source core into the armor's kinetic energy module.

After obtaining absorbable energy.

Shen Bei lifted up the struggling Bi Ye and ran towards the river bank.

A moment's work.

Then they came to the river bank.

Shen Bei threw Bi Ye into the puddle on the shore like throwing a sack of potatoes.

With a splash, Bi Ye fell into a puddle, splashing a wave of mud.

He struggled violently in the puddle, trying to climb out.

But his injured brain was unable to keep his balance in the slippery mud at the bottom of the water, and he could only tumble and thrash in vain in the puddles.

Song You instantly understood Shen Bei's strategic purpose and almost screamed.

It's amazing!

Shen Bei turned off the kinetic energy output of the armor, staggered a few steps, and stretched out his hand.

Song You, who followed closely, was quite tactful and immediately handed the machete in his hand to Shen Bei.

Shen Bei gripped his weapon tightly and walked towards the puddle.

His lightsaber was scrapped, and if Song You didn't have his weapon, he would have used stones.

"Let's just leave him here. He'll surely drown in the water."

Song You looked at the puddle that was getting bigger and bigger, and Bi Ye who was creating huge waves in it. He didn't want Shen Bei to take the risk, so he reminded him.

"No, with his physique, even brain damage can slowly heal. If we don't kill him here, there will only be endless trouble."

As Shen Bei spoke, he bit the long knife in his mouth and jumped into the puddle.

The water wasn't deep. It just barely reached his chest. Shen Bei occasionally stepped on the slippery mud at the bottom to speed up, swimming hard towards Bi Ye.

The puddle was filled with turbulent undercurrents due to Bi Ye's violent struggle. Shen Bei nimbly slipped into the undercurrent and quickly moved closer to Bi Ye.

"You damn bug!"

Bi Ye fell to the ground on all fours, completely submerged in the water. He saw Shen Bei, roared furiously, and stretched out a claw, ready to grab Shen Bei.

But he was much slower than Shen Bei in the water. Shen Bei stepped his feet in the water and nimbly avoided Bi Ye's grab.

The two men wrestled and fought in the water, stirring the puddle into muddy water.

Shen Bei held the knife handle in his hand and kept staring at the wound on Bi Ye's jaw.

Bi Ye was consciously protecting his jaw, trying to catch Shen Bei.

Standing on the shore, Song You frowned tightly, his shoulders were bruised from the recoil of the rifle, but he still gritted his teeth, held up the rifle, and aimed at the turbid sewage.

The water in the puddle seemed to be boiling, the mud was rolling, and the figure inside could not be seen at all.

Suddenly, a pool of blood appeared in the water, and it was unknown who was injured.

The amount of bleeding was heavy and spread rapidly, instantly dyeing half of the puddle red.

Song Youxin, who was standing by the water, was a little slow in vain. He gritted his teeth and wanted to rush into the puddle.

"Don't come down, this difficult guy is dead."

Shen Bei poked his head out of the water and pulled the knife out of Bi Ye's jaw.