Daxian?

Zhao Qinghan came to his senses, but watched the familiar yellow jump from his hiding place on the beam. The chubby body jumped directly above Scar holding the gun.

She opened her eyes wide to see Huang Daxian/weasel jumping on the scar's head and farting in the other's face.

The cloud of smoke is mixed with colorful star dots. If you ignore the almost suffocating stench, the colorful colors seem to be weaving a gorgeous dream.

The rainbow fart floated to Scar and Wolf's Ear, who was still writhing in pain on the ground, and their faces couldn't help showing a look of satisfaction. The long-lasting poker face softened, and they seemed to have sunk into an illusion that they didn't want to wake up for a moment.

Scar's eyes full of indifference were replaced by unparalleled happiness at this moment. He seemed to be attracted by something, and his hands moved towards the air, and even the gun in his hand fell to the ground.

Huang Daxian/weasel? Zhao Qinghan endured the pain that became clearer and clearer. In retrospect, Cheng Mengyun mentioned that Daxian likes to eat crystal cores, maybe it is a supernatural beast with supernatural powers.

Huang Daxian/weasel's hind legs kicked straight to the scar's face and jumped towards Qiaoqiao next to Zhao Qinghan.

It opened its sharp teeth and bit off the handcuffs that bound Qiaoqiao and Zhao Qinghan in a few bites.

Zhao Qinghan suddenly understood why when Huang Daxian/weasel came back with the snake for the first time, the head and body of the flower snake were almost separated.

The sound of the adhesive tape being torn off was heard, and in Zhao Qinghan's sight, Qiaoqiao, who had broken free from the shackles, rushed over anxiously.

She seemed to be weighing what to do.

After a while, Qiaoqiao bent down and hugged Zhao Qinghan, who was unable to move. Although Qiaoqiao's body is thin and small, she is not bad in height and has great strength, so she can hold Zhao Qinghan who is taller with ease.

I wanted to remind Qiaoqiao to make up for the two uninvited guests who were still in hallucinations, but the expressions of the two were returning to normal, and it seemed that they would wake up in the next second. Zhao Qinghan had no choice but to utter a few monosyllables to tell Qiaoqiao to leave quickly.

Huang Daxian/weasel is sitting at the threshold of the small attic, Hei Doudou's small eyes are looking left and right, waiting for the two behind him to follow.

Qiaoqiao held the bloody Zhao Qinghan and followed Huang Daxian/weasel who was leading the way.

Teng Tiao rushed out of the small attic with the automatic rifle/gun in his arms. Although he did not have the super hearing assistance of Wolf Ears, he still found out the source of the sound through careful identification.

It should be the direction of the village entrance of Longevity Village.

"Palace, follow up!" Rattan turned and shouted at the dawdling woman in camouflage.

The woman named "Palace" shook her head, as if she wanted to get rid of the interference of the music.

The mournful music is entangled, entwining the heart like a net, forcing people to breathe.

"Didn't you block your ears? Why are you still affected like this?" It seemed that he was out of the care of the scar, and the rattan's temper was a little impatient. He had already trotted to the middle of Longevity Village and looked back impatiently. At first glance, he walked out of the palace only a dozen steps away.

"I've listened to a short passage, and I've written it down," the palace began to loop another song in my mind, but the music of that short passage seemed to be resident in the depths of my mind, and I couldn't get rid of it, "Let's not leave the captain It's too far away, so we can't support in time."

"Don't dawdle, the captain is a rare third-level power user in the headquarters." Teng Tiao ran towards the entrance of the village where the music was playing, "Now you should perform the mission well. You have to know how much a special power user is worth in the headquarters." money."

However, as he got closer to the entrance of the village, Teng Tiao noticed that the sound of the music seemed to have changed. The suona sound, which was originally clear and penetrating, seemed to be covered by a cloth, and was mixed with slight noises.

wrong!

He turned his head sharply.

There was a crisp fracture sound, followed by the viscous sound of flesh and blood breaking.

A delicate young girl in casual clothes was stepping on the body of the palace, and she was pulling a bloody ax out of the neck of the person below her.

The girl's face is extremely delicate, like the leading actress in a school drama. Her double twisted braids are a little messy, lining her delicate face, but her temperament is indescribably gloomy.

Rattan looked at the scene in front of him angrily. Judging from the broken tiles that fell on the side of the road, the other party should be hiding on the roof next to him, only to jump down when the palace passed by, and directly kill the palace.

He looked back reflexively, and there was no suona blowing at the entrance of the village, only a mobile phone with the screen still on.

Damn it! Rattan knew that he was being tricked, and looked at the person stepping on the palace with bloodshot eyes.

"How valuable is the special ability person?" Cheng Mengyun made a wicked smile, and quickly kicked the gun of the woman in camouflage.

After being stunned for a moment, the stout man immediately reacted, raised the automatic rifle/gun in his hand and shot at her.

Cheng Mengyun's nerves were tense, and almost at the moment when the other party lifted the gun, he rolled to the side, grabbed the body of the woman in the camouflage uniform beside him, and lay it in front of him.

"Pfft".

The woman in the camouflage uniform had a tall body, and countless bullets were shot into that body, and a blood mist instantly erupted in the air.

Cheng Mengyun held the corpse in his hand, without dodging or evading, he charged directly in the direction of the stout man.

There was a burning pain on the side of the waist. After the bullet penetrated the broken body, it rubbed her waist and scraped off a part of the flesh.

However, the pain only made her frown slightly, and her movements were still not slow.

She raised the axe in her hand and threw it in the direction of the man in front of her.

With Zhao Qinghan's training for throwing objects, the axe, which was full of dead souls, revolved at high speed and charged straight towards the opponent's body.

Rattan felt the oncoming gust of wind, and driven by a sense of danger, he had to stop shooting and roll to the side to avoid the thrown weapon.

The axe made an arc, plunged deep into the ground a few meters away, and chopped up the damp white paper money.

Rattan saw the girl with a creepy smile on her face, throwing away the tattered corpse in her hand, and coming towards him at high speed.

The distance between the two people instantly narrowed to 5 meters.

He lay on his side on the ground and pulled the trigger at the figure.

Cheng Mengyun's pupils shrank, and the restlessness factor in her body was instantly ignited. She seemed to have returned to the past of fighting with mutants. The feeling of wandering on the edge of death flowed through all senses like a tide, instantly replacing comfort and fear.

Everything in front of her seemed to be slowed down, even the opponent's action of pulling the trigger slowed down in her eyes, and even the trajectory of the bullets fired from the muzzle in the air became traceable.

The body is dodging at a speed that exceeds the limit of the human body. She feels as if she has broken through a layer of barriers. She deftly dodged the point where the bullet might hit her body.

Even if a missing bullet penetrated her body, she accelerated to adapt to the unfamiliar pain, and even the pain was forcibly transformed into a tame monster, becoming the fuel for indomitable progress.

Under the hail of bullets, she pulled out the swing stick from her cuff, and swept the man's automatic cock into the air.

The distance between the two was reduced to half a meter.

The rattan was lying on the ground, looking at the girl in front of him with panic. The other party's waist and thighs were bloody and had been pierced by several bullets.

The opponent, however, seemed to have no influence, and approached without stopping.

As he got closer, he could clearly see the madness in the other party's eyes.

What kind of monster is this...? Rattan gritted his teeth.

The captain heard the gunshots, why didn't he come out yet!

He put aside other thoughts and opened his hands suddenly.

He can also complete the task without a foreign object like a gun.

There were abnormal noises in the two nearest courtyards on both sides of the road. The thick branches of the two old locust trees were twigs and instantly extended by dozens of meters. On the ground covered by paper money, low weeds grew wildly.

In a few seconds, those slender branches and leaves, like eyes, rushed towards Cheng Mengyun overwhelmingly.

The twigs protrude with dense spikes, which are about to crush the person who is entangled.

Seemingly finding the sticks useless against these mutant "vines", she threw the butterfly/knife out of her pocket.

There was a cracking sound behind her, and she let the branch run through her shoulders without looking back.

The hand raised the knife and fell, and the butterfly/knife cut through the dense branches in front of it.

At the moment when the branch broke, she jumped up and pressed on the stout man.

The weight of the fall pressed against the torso, and even though the rattan was wearing body armor, the body spasmed at the impact.

The possible death gave him a long-lost sense of fear, and he squeezed the power in his body, spawning all the plants around him, so as to stop the person who had raised the knife on his body.

The swarming branches tightly wrapped around the opponent's hand holding the butterfly/knife. The densely covered thorns on the branches stabbed the hand with blood in an instant, abruptly stopped the downward swing of the knife, and froze in mid-air for a while. .

Succeeded, succeeded...?

The rattan exhaled a breath, and the weakness of the rapid loss of powers rose, and his eyes began to turn black involuntarily.

With trembling hands, he rubs in his pockets, trying to take out the pocket hand/gun.

"Crack." The tearing sound of the branches breaking suddenly sounded.

The opponent's hands directly held the blocked branches, the thorns penetrated deep into the flesh, and the bright red blood slid down the branches to the ground.

The controlled ability is closely related to the body, and the rattan also feels torn-like pain all over his body, like a pair of big hands brutally peeling off his limbs.

He howled terribly. Squeezing the few remaining abilities to block the opponent's movements.

The extra branches plunged into the opponent's body again, but the opponent seemed to be able to get used to the pain, and the pale hands ripped off several branches.

With a pain in his throat, Rattan opened his eyes wide, and found that the other party was wrapping a branch full of thorns around his neck.

Without the overwhelming branches and leaves covering the sky, the opponent's whole body was penetrated by countless branches, his clothes were stained with red, and his face had an almost crazy smile.

"You haven't tried, have you been killed by your own ability?" The other party's voice contained deep malice.

The pain in the throat suddenly intensified, and before the rattan completely lost consciousness, there was only one thought in his mind:

Isn't this person afraid of death?