Chapter 1395: The Sudden Attack (Part 15)

After Lin Wu appeared, he didn't have the original temperament and demeanor at all. At this moment, he was lying on the ground like a dog, and gently sniffed the smell of the soil with his nose.

It was a full minute before he stood up and narrowed his eyes.

"Interesting breath."

"The compass of mechanical civilization..."

Some fragments of vocabulary began to speak from the mouth of this weird "Lin Wu".

He turned his neck to look around, and finally chose to walk towards the woods.

With every step he took, he sank deeply into the mud.

Because every step he takes seems to be leaping, slow but fast.

When descending from the hillside, Lin Wu's eyes turned a blind eye to those beams of light, but his body avoided them precisely.

...

This ruin hides countless secrets, as well as countless opportunities.

At this moment, the fat man was sitting on a shield in a daze and sliding down from the top of the dune.

God knows where it is.

God knows everyone is not together because Mao came in.

William carried most of the food on his back.

There are only a few pitiful compressed biscuits in the fat man's backpack.

He's chewing biscuits, thinking about life, and sandboarding.

"Bah, bah, bah! What the hell is this? It's full of sand."

The small shield seemed to hit a raised rock, and the fat man made an extremely exciting leap.

"ah!!!"

Boom~

The fat man landed, holding his shield and rolling directly to the bottom of the dune.

"Where are you guys, fat brother is afraid."

The fat man hugged the shield tightly.

The single-player version of [Chrysanthemum Shield] gave him a great sense of security.

It is simply a must-have for traveling and defending your home.

The grizzled fat man tremblingly walked along the bottom of the dune.

Now he doesn't want to stay out of it, God knows what else he will encounter?

In case of encountering such vicious mercenaries, how would I die...

The fat man was extremely disturbed.

"Aww~~"

At this moment, bursts of howling wolves suddenly sounded around, and the shrill howling made the fat man tremble in fright.

He looked up at the sky, it was about four o'clock in the afternoon at most, why did the wolf come out so early.

The fat man walked with one foot deep and the other shallow, when he suddenly touched a stone, the fat man fell down and rolled down.

In the direction in which the fat man rolled, there were exactly two beams of light distributed obliquely.

Fatty's right hand passed through the yellow beam...

His chubby body was blocked by another stone, and the fat man was about to stand up, but suddenly felt a heart-rending pain in his right hand.

When he looked down, he was frightened out of his wits!

The entire palm was completely rotten and smelled foul.

You can even see the exposed finger bones.

What just happened?

"ah!!"

Under the great panic, the pain became more intense, the fat man's brain went blank, and he was frightened like a fool, his arm rotted when he rolled down just now.

The fat man lost his footing immediately, running around like a headless chicken in a panic.

As a result, there were gravels under the sand dunes, and he stumbled several times in a row, and the fat man had a bruised nose and a swollen face.

He ran and scrambled, crying and crying, but in an instant his whole body passed through the green light beam again.

When the green light with a refreshing feeling reflected in the pupils, Fatty's brain seemed to wake up for a moment.

He seemed to have passed through the yellow beam just now, and his palms rotted as a result.

Yellow is corrosion...

that green...

Could it be poisoning?

The fat man's face turned green instantly.

Great despair enveloped the whole body.

"I'm poisoned, ahhh!"

"I have been poisoned."

The howling fat man dragged a shield and ran like crazy on the gravel Gobi.

When the howling fat man rushed across a high slope, he met two figures with big eyes and small eyes.

It was two mercenaries, one tall and one short.

At this moment, the eyes of these two people were full of anger.

"Howling, you're paralyzed, fat man, how many fucking people do you want to recruit? Crap!"

"shut your mouth!"

The tall man said viciously, and as he spoke, he took out a gun and pointed it at the fat man.

"My hand is broken."

"I'm also poisoned, see if my face is green."

The fat man stretched out his right hand with snot and tears for the other party to see, and then pointed to his own face. At this moment, Harry's eyes were full of panic and sadness.

The expression does not seem to be fake at all!

One tall and one short were taken aback by Fatty's aura, and immediately took a closer look at Fatty.

One second, two seconds...

The short mercenary said with some doubts, "Your face is not green, it's so white."

"Hands are fatter than mine, what's wrong?" the tall mercenary said with some doubts.

The fat man looked fine, but there seemed to be something wrong with his mind.

Could it be that during the random teleportation process, people are being squeezed stupid by the force field?

ah?

The fat man lowered his head in a daze, with sadness on his face.

They were all rotten to the bone, and they comforted me.

Look at your right hand...

Forehead.

So white and fat.

Illusion?

The fat man took out a frying pan from his backpack, and looked at his reflection with the shiny bottom of the pan.

White and fat, just like before.

no green...

Not poisoned?

The eyes of the two mercenaries, one tall and one short, were already extremely complicated.

Is this guy a fool, plucking a frying pan out of his backpack?

Did you come to the ancient ruins for a picnic?

What are the things that come in here?

The brain is sick!

Absolutely sick!

"Well……"

The fat man raised a pair of dead fish eyes and looked at the two of them, blinking his eyelids innocently.

"Both brothers, thank you."

"This pot, I will give it to you."

The fat man solemnly handed the pan to the short mercenary who was shorter than him.

The other party held the handle of the pot in a daze, and muttered, "What do I want the pot for?"

Yes, what do I need a pot for!

The short man's face was instantly full of evil spirits!

"This fat man is playing tricks on us!"

In an instant, he was about to draw his gun and aim at the fat man.

At this moment, the fat man was possessed by God of War, and all the coquettish operations he saw on PO Battle.com flashed through his mind. He grabbed the pan and swung it with his backhand.

When two people meet, they must rush to attack.

Pans, raid!

Boom!

The short man was hit hard on the face, his whole face turned sideways, and his brain was dizzy.

When the fat man wanted to hit the tall mercenary again, he found that the tall mercenary was looking straight at him.

"Let's go."

The fat man threw the frying pan that William stuffed in his backpack at the tall one, turned and ran.

boom!

A shot hit Fatty's back and was bounced off by the hard [Chrysanthemum Shield].

This shot scared the fat man out of his head.

Howling, he rushed over the high slope, threw the shield to the ground with his backhand, and sat down.

Hey!

A series of sparks burst out.

Fatty sat on his own exclusive weapon and started the downhill downhill.

"Brother, he slapped me in the face." The short mercenary said sadly, covering one of his panda eyes.

"Chase!"

But how fast the fat man descended while sitting on the shield.

Except for a few collisions with tree trunks that made Fatty dizzy and slow down, he was always in a state of sparks and lightning along the way.

The two looked at each other, "Is there a treasure hidden on that fat man?"

The two pulled out the skateboards from their backs at the same time, and followed closely behind!

A red light beam stood straight in front of him, and the fat man was so frightened that his heart almost jumped out.

His crotch was facing the red light.

"Mother……"

Fatty burst into tears.