Chapter 420 Cousin, Save Me
Life is full of ups and downs.
In the first step, Huaishi was still immersed in the joy of the harvest, but he didn't expect that in the second step, Beelzebub plunged his heart into the bottom of the valley.
What is yellow, gold, dawn, dawn?
How come those crazy people emerged from a good night party?
He originally boasted that he had seen strong winds and waves, but now that a wave really hit him, he couldn't bear it anymore.
Unbelievable.
"Wait a minute, you still know about the Golden Dawn?"
[Just kidding, if it weren’t for those gangs of young men and Ideal Civil War, how could the Kingdom of Heaven be bombed...] Beelzebub urged: [Run quickly, I am not afraid of death for a broken book, but big brother, you have It holds the Book of Destiny. If those twenty-five guys see it, they will definitely die. Run, run, run! 】
boom!
Along with the roar from the distance, a piercing alarm suddenly sounded from inside the Stars.
Beelzebub's crazy screen-swiping came to an abrupt end.
"What's wrong?"
Huai Shi was stunned: "Why don't you speak?"
[It’s too late, I can’t run away, brother, let’s go eat something good...]
"You can't fucking say something nice!"
Huai Shi rolled his eyes, and finally felt the premonition of death gradually rising deep in his consciousness, as if lingering around, making him breathless.
Especially the black-hearted woman Crow has wandered off to wander somewhere again.
I was left alone, weak, lonely and helpless to face this mess.
Feeling uneasy.
Fortunately, I called for reinforcements, otherwise I really don’t know how I died this time...
At this moment, Huaishi was particularly thirsty for strength.
"Time is running out, so let's not chat today." He took the time to ask Beelzebub, "Are you of any use?"
[You didn’t even see this? 】
A long series of silent ellipses flashed across the cover of Art of Steel. After expressing his attitude towards Huai Shi's short-sightedness, he proudly spoke of his superpowers in bold, bold letters.
【——I can talk! 】
"..."
Huai Shi took a deep breath and tried hard to keep her smile from distorting, "What about other than that?"
[In addition, I also know more than 300 paragraphs of oral, talk show and stand-up comedy, as well as storytelling selections. ] Beelzebub proudly said in Huai Shi's consciousness: [If you don't believe it, I will tell you a passage from "Tonglin Biography" now. Orton used to like to listen to this when he was driving! 】
"I'd better send you to see Orton."
Huai Shi smiled, stretched out her hand, opened the car window, grabbed the Book of Steel and planned to throw it out.
[No, brother, wasn’t I kidding? ] Beelzebub suddenly panicked [Be careful, be careful, look outside! 】
Following his words, the sea in the distance shook.
A series of sharp crystal pillars broke out of the sea amidst the roar, leaving Huaishi stunned for a while. Only then did he suddenly wake up to the huge roar that followed.
It seemed that I had accidentally landed on the set of a fight between gods and goddesses again.
This is fucking bullshit!
Huai Shi wanted to flip the table.
There is no need for Golden Dawn at all. If anyone here lifts their leg and steps on them, they will be done, okay?
"Mr. Fan, are you there?"
Huai Shi raised her hand to look at the bracelet assigned to her, and began to hug her thigh skillfully: "What happened."
"The commander's room was attacked. It is currently speculated that Morando, the chief priest of the Good Night Society, is fine. Ms. Ai Qing is fine. Andrea is on her way to support, but Amartin is injured and has fallen into a dream of decay."
Yan Shiyan reported concisely and concisely: "I am currently taking over the command. Emergency response measures have been activated. Please go to the shelter immediately to maintain order. You will be placed in the first evacuation echelon. By the way, something may have happened to your friend. thing."
During the projection of the screen, the original photo in the crowd slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were blood red, and his arms began to morph inch by inch.
Oh my god, little brother, why are you so unlucky!
Huaishi was stunned, and without any time to hesitate, she followed the guidance and ran forward.
In the corridor, a group of Iron Legion soldiers were already in place, directly surrounding him and rushing towards Vault 7. Under the transmission track and ejection device, almost ten seconds later, it landed directly on the bottom of the Stars.
Shelter 7 also serves as an ejection evacuation center in the event of an emergency.
There was chaos inside at this moment.
Under Morando's catalysis, hundreds of passengers instantly turned into corrosive species, and began to hunt and fight wantonly among the crowd. Even if there were many sublimators present, the situation was still rapidly getting out of control.
That was until Huai Shi led the Crystal Team and kicked open the door of the shelter.
Pulling out the ax, he immediately split an erosion species that jumped at a child into two halves. Huaishi directly threw the child in a pool of blood where he was, not caring whether he would be frightened or not. The spear of compassion emerged and swept across.
The iris flowers spread with the faint fragrance, making the passengers who were blocking the front and trying to rush out weak in the legs.
Immediately afterwards, Huai Shi pulled out his pistol and pointed the trigger at the ceiling.
"The Astronomical Society will rescue you, don't move!"
Amidst the roaring sound, the chaotic crowd was quiet for a moment. Then, the cast-iron legion who filed in behind Huai Shi half-knelt on the ground, picked up the firearm in their hands, pointed at the erosion species in front and pulled the trigger.
A round of crisp and clear shots eliminated more than forty Corrosion Species.
After almost ruthlessly kicking aside the travelers who were blocking the way, he began to suppress them with an iron fist. When encountering travelers who had transformed into corrosive species, he directly killed them. If the transformation is not completed and there is still a possibility of rescue, just break the legs and feet, add a shot of sedative, and drag them behind.
In just a few minutes, the thousands of people in the shelter fell silent, and there was no more abnormal noise.
Except for the sharp roar from the corner.
There were also bursts of low sounds like hitting a ball.
In Yuan Yuan's hand, the tiger's broad sword swept across.
The broad sword spine struck Yuan Zhao directly and roughly on the forehead, pushing him and creating a deep dent in the wall. When Yuan Zhao struggled to get up and wanted to throw himself out again, Yuan Yuan raised his hand and patted it again!
No matter how Yuan Zhao moves, how he resists, or what strategies he adopts, he can't stop Yuan Yuan's simple and crude attack.
Thousands of tempers, a perfect sweep!
Almost flawless.
Huai Shi almost wanted to clap her hands to cheer for Yuan Yuan.
Well played!
But the arrival of Huai Shi made Yuan Yuan stunned for a moment, and his hand hesitated for a moment. Finally, Yuan Zhao, who was in a frenzy, seized the opportunity and stabbed down with the trident instantly.
The spear of compassion thrusts.
There was a sharp crashing sound, and Yuan Zhao's movements stopped abruptly.
Immediately afterwards, Huai Shi's gun body shook, and the drummer's strength was directly transmitted through the gun of compassion, roughly shaking the fingers of Yuan Zhao holding the gun.
After falling into a rage, he even forgot all his original skills and experience.
Almost no different from a wild beast.
Without the speed and power of a second-level ascendant...
Huai Shi withdrew the spear of compassion, stepped forward, turned around lightly, and swept across with the hammer of pain.
boom!
The original photo was hammered into the wall again, and this time it was impossible to pull it out.
After Huaishi reacted, he secretly sighed that he was lucky.
It wasn't that the win was too thrilling, but that the fight was so smooth that Yuan Zhao's head was almost cut off... This little guy was so miserable. Not only was he cursed, he almost had his head cut off.
Life is not easy.
After finishing packing the original photos, Huai Shi threw out the rope of sadness, then looked back at Yuan Yuan: "Are you okay?"
Yuan Yuan still nodded dignifiedly and reservedly, but his eyes were a little wandering.
Behind her, Xiao Jiu of the Lin family expressed his gratitude in a rather intimate way. However, Wang Xu and the child next to him couldn't help but shrink back a little.
Only Feng Chu still looked confused and shocked.
She was so immersed in the shocking incident that her goddess suddenly turned into a female Tyrannosaurus rex, pulled out her sword and beat her cousin for fifteen minutes, but she still hadn't reacted.
"It's okay, just leave the rest to me."
Huai Shi reached out casually and rubbed Yuan Yuan's hair. After touching it, she realized that her actions were not quite right, and she immediately retracted her hand in embarrassment.
"Ah, sorry..."
"It's okay."
Yuan Yuan just took a step back and calmly bent down to thank you: "Azhao, I'll leave it to you."
"Well, don't worry."
Huai Shi was stunned for a moment and then laughed: "I often do this."
Although what he does more often is being a gangster and beheading.
But it’s okay to treat the original photo.
He walked up to the original photo, lowered his head and looked at the little brother, and couldn't help but take a breath.
Oh my god, it’s almost freezing here, how can I save it?
Alienation of local organs and blood-red eyes represent pollution of the source material. In addition to the fact that the soul is still intact and still resisting the nightmare, it is almost turning into an erosion species.
Thanks to the tiger broadsword's lethality against heterogeneous origins, Yuan Zhao has now been beaten into a pig's head by his cousin, but it is very dangerous that he has not been completely alienated.
Being eroded like this, in the final analysis, it is because the beatings from society have not been enough...
Huai Shi took a deep breath, a burst of green fire erupted from his body, he raised his hand and hit it with two big ear scrapers, front and back.
The ashes of calamity, heart poison, border flu, and abyssal pink eye were all poured into him.
Fight fire with fire!
He was sneaky about this.
After the two slaps, Yuan Zhao twitched and quickly started to have a fever. But the erosion and infections on the arms were reduced by half.
The red light in his eyes gradually dimmed, but he had not yet woken up and was still entangled in nightmares.
Huai Shi was stunned for a moment, realizing that the stimulation she gave was not enough?
No, it was Yuan Zhao who was pulled too deep in the nightmare.
He stretched out his hand to feel Yuan Zhao's struggling soul, and couldn't help but feel admiration: It's so deep that he can look directly at the Queen of Dreams, right? He's not crazy yet. Maybe this guy's spirit is a little tougher than he thought.
It seems that if you want to wake him up, you can only give him a more serious stimulation...
Huaishi hesitated for a moment, bent down, picked up a crushed box of source material from the ground, picked up the scantily clad two-dimensional doll, and placed it in front of Yuan Zhao.
In an instant, Yuan Zhao, who was in a state of madness, was attracted by the figure. Waves of desire and greed appeared in his eyes, drool drooled from the corner of his mouth, and he muttered crazy things about 'wife' and 'favorite' in a daze.
Huai Shi shook her head helplessly, and in front of Yuan Zhao, she cut off one of the legs of the figure!
There was a snap.
Yuan Zhao froze in place and let out a desperate scream.
There is a door!
Huaishi was so happy that she directly picked up the figure and put it to her mouth and started licking it. She tried her best to put on a salty and obscene smile: "Your wife is awesome."
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"
Yuan Zhao screamed and struggled furiously. The red light in his eyes quickly dissipated, and two lines of tears burst out. He cried out in grief and anger: "Cousin, save me!!!!"
woke up.
Ah, as I write this, I realize that the original photo is actually quite the prototype of the protagonist... Well, it just lacks a bit of fashion value...
By the way: The Command Bureau is resurrected! ! ! Please give me some monthly tickets to celebrate~