Abyss Express

Cross the last hurdle in the low river valley.

Suzuki DL250 police motorcycle left a bright red tracer on the road.

When the giant beast ran, it brought a fiery wind and followed closely behind.

If the tail is not counted, its body length is about 750 centimeters, and its head looks like the nose of an armored vehicle.

It broke through the barriers all the way, completely ignoring the defensive firepower of the roads on both sides, covering its side face and eyes with its wings, panting heavily and rushing forward.

When a blue lion is in motion, its limbs step back and forth to scratch the road, and it maintains an excellent balance with the cooperation of its wings—the heavy and strange rhythm, the light and fast flow, will make people mistaken for this delicate physiological structure Not a beast, more like a work of art.

When it pulls the muscles of its limbs, its slow-moving graceful posture is like walking among the clouds, but its moving speed is astonishingly fast according to the extremely long-distance stride.

There was a flame on the speedometer of the checkpoint. Before it took its last breath, it was still working hard-this elegant lion had reached a speed of 140 kilometers per hour.

Two tracers, one red and one blue, crashed into the empty wilderness road, startling bats and golden-waisted swallows all over the sky.

The road lights flew by, illuminating Mr. Wen's calm face like water.

He frowned, glanced at the lion in the rearview mirror from time to time, and observed the lion's running dynamics.

"No, it's not hot enough. This guy is very energetic, with a ruddy complexion, and he doesn't look like he's about to go out at all."

A communication signal came from the radio station of the police motorcycle——

"—Excuse me, is this Mr. Wen Luo from No. 307, Happy Town, Digua Street, Station?"

"That's right, it's me." Mr. Wen picked up the walkie-talkie: "Do you know my name?"

"We also searched for a long time. The intelligence agents of Guangling Zhixi followed your residence to find the owner of the cold storage who supplied you. His name is Wen Luo. You don't have a temporary residence permit and a pass. Have you forgotten your name? Wen Luo Sir? I hear you have lived here sixteen years."

The voice on the radio suddenly distorted—it turned into a noisy vibrato under the strong magnetic environment.

The motorcycle slammed sideways suddenly, and a bright blue melt flow lit up in front of the road.

Just a hair's breadth away - and he'd be a puddle of boiling broth.

A few seconds passed, and the blue lion woke up from the standing posture breathing flames. It had an expression of rage and boredom on its face. Only when it stopped running wildly could it use its eyes to lock on the high-speed moving target--it's a pity that the breath failed, which made it very irritable , had no choice but to give up and continue chasing.

It can feel that the fuel in its body is getting less and less, and the crazy hunger makes it timid, not daring to squander the energy in its body casually.

Or just leave it at that?

To find other goals?

It slowed down unconsciously, and the deep black wilderness attracted it.

But--

——The fragrance wafting from this human body at the moment makes it move its index finger.

If you can swallow it, it must burn for a long time!

Wen Luo blew a loud whistle, twisted the accelerator, snaked on the country road, the tires drew a black burnt mark, and emitted acrid exhaust.

From the lion's point of view, it looks like there is an ignorant beast, urinating to mark the territory and provoking!

It chased after it without thinking, and continued to chase the bright red taillight in the darkness.

The angry roar could reach Hot Spring Pass fifteen kilometers away—at that place, the three little friends had just left the last checkpoint, and the flame footprints of the green lions were still left on the asphalt road.

Communication equipment returned to normal.

"Who are you? Why are you investigating me? It's because I did this. Are you going to give me a good citizen award? I have won this award many times, and it is useless."

"We are Guangling Zhixi, the special forces of the station, unlike the locals of Mimier Hot Spring, we don't know you well, I want to say hello to you first, to be familiar with you, after all, we have to cooperate with each other later to deal with this situation together A beast with a consecrated head."

"Hey, the tall man from the station?"

"Not an expert, Wen Luo, I heard from your good neighbor that you lost your memory?"

"It's not really amnesia, it's just that I've lived here for sixteen years with a strange identity, and I already have a lot of good memories."

"How did you get your name?"

"I am a rare person picked up from the wild by the old landlord. My head seems to have been severely traumatized. It took a long time to learn to speak. Before that, the old landlord took a photo of me and 307 A group photo in the room number. When I saw a stranger, I handed the photo out to make friends. They first saw the reversed 307, which was very similar to the word LOE, so they kept calling me LOE[洛].”

"Luo, what ability do you have? We found out through CCTV that you have soul power. Have you ever been a VIP?"

"I don't know. You ask these questions, don't you think that I am a person with amnesia? It's similar to Captain America trying to strangle a robot. It's kind of funny."

"Then what achievements do you have?"

"It's too much - I can't remember. When I first lived in 307, this room was still on the third floor, not on the first floor. Later, the robbers who robbed the train came, and I smashed their rooms one by one. Head, unfortunately my gun is not fast enough, not hard enough, there are only six bullets, I have to kill slowly - otherwise I should live on the third floor now, there are too many mosquitoes on the first floor!"

"Didn't you go somewhere else? To take the test at the big station?"

"There's no need for that. I owe a lot of money to the old landlord and I'm busy working! Didn't I just accept a small commission from BOSS to be a guide for two children, but this lion won't let me guide it. I Can't go on, oh wait a moment."

The road ahead suddenly narrows.

Continuous steel bridges connect the layers of discontinuities on the wasteland.

These cracks are like the root system of the "World Tree", tearing apart the field, and below are fault cliffs hundreds of meters or even thousands of meters away.

Wen Luo had no time to be distracted by talking nonsense, and concentrated on riding a bicycle.

The steel-frame bridge swayed gently under the turbulent plain wind, barely maintaining its own weight, so as not to deform and collapse.

They were originally provided as convenient walking passages for the expedition team and could not be opened to traffic.

Vehicles must detour to the north and enter the city from the caves in the mining area.

Wen Luo wants to fight decisively here, using these natural dangers to deal with wild beasts.

Amidst the turbulent wind, a friendly voice sounded on the radio: "It's a very smart approach."

"Very cool sarcastic remarks." Wen Luo took off his sunglasses and put away his wand. With a sudden brake, it stopped on the east side of the cliff, looking at the fracture more than 100 meters away on the west side.

The big blue lion paced uneasily in front of the steel suspension bridge, as if hesitating.

Mr. Wen took out all the spice bottles and poured them on the brim of the cowboy hat, turning himself into a sexy and delicious creature in the eyes of lions.

"Hey, hey! Hey, hey! No way! You won't just give up like this, will you?"

He pulled his eyelids and grimaced, shouting loudly.

"Come on! Come on! Jump over! Are your wings just for display? Do you still have the strength? Try to fly over here! Big cat! Don't be afraid of difficulties!"

This trick works very well for lions.

The holy beast circled several large circles and rushed towards the cliff.

Mr. Wen's expression didn't change much, only that calm smile.

"Okay. I was wrong, it does fly."

There was a heavy fluttering note behind him, and the big lion took off silently. It floated in mid-air for a certain distance, and lightly landed on a further cliff, blocking the road ahead.

The big lion was also stunned when it landed. It didn't feel that it could jump so far. It almost slipped down the narrow cliff and climbed up a small platform with all its might.

"Nice! Little baby! The landing action is so beautiful! I give it full marks!" Wen Luo narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrows, and turned into a boastful little expert: "It seems that you are just like me! You even forgot how capable you are! "

Immediately afterwards, he pulled the accelerator, turned around on the spot, and slipped away when going back and forth.

He thought while running away. While watching, say, "Do you think it'll jump back, friend on the radio?"

"I'm afraid not. In the video sent back by the helicopter, it took off after a run-up of more than 70 meters, and it can't fly."

"Bingo!" Wen Luo was very happy: "It seems that I can get off work. It can't fly. It's a good thing. It doesn't have the strong chest muscles like a bird to pull the muscles on its back. Those wings can take it to glide." , but there is absolutely no way to take it off the ground.”

An anxious reminder came from the radio: "Be careful, it's coming towards you!"

Wen Luo turned around and turned his head, put on his sunglasses to look at the bright light soaring into the sky.

"Wow."

A dazzling beam of plasma light supported the big lion, like the flames spewed out by a rocket when it was launched on the spot.

The light and electromagnetic force on its body weakened visible to the naked eye, but none of this could stop its determination to hunt. It finds the right angle and rushes into the air, flaps its wings, glides and dives towards the target.

Wen Luo opened his mouth and described in surprise: "Who did it learn this trick from? Elon Musk?"

Radio: "Run!"

Wen Luo: "Already running."

Radio: "You don't feel nervous?"

Wen Luo: "I've seen even bigger scenes."

Radio: "You look stupid to me like that."

Wen Luo: "It's okay, I won't tell your colleague that only the two of us know about it."

Radio: "You're getting a little pissed off. This is the public channel—hey! Five-car liaison! I hear you laugh!"

Liaison officer: "I'm sorry. I'll hang up first, the driver."

Wen Luo: "You are the one who makes people angry. When you come up, you greet my whole family first, but you check my family tree but refuse to report your family name. I don't know your name yet! Although the name is not very important, I am embarrassed to keep using [then who] ] or [you guy], [hello] to call you?"

Radio: "With our work, we have a way to kill it."

"What should I do?" The temperature behind him was getting higher and higher, and Mr. Wen could feel that when the monster dived to the ground, the acceleration of the free fall was faster and stronger.

The Suzuki motorcycle screamed miserably, and Mr. Wen turned around and rushed towards the rocky and mossy fields in the wilderness.

The blue lion once again jumped into the air, the light in its eyes was about to go out gradually, just now it spewed out a strong flow of energy, it launched itself as a rocket, and it had already consumed too much fuel.

it's dying-

— almost burnt out.

But the beast is the most vicious and dangerous before death.

Its belly was shriveled, and its whole body lost a lot of weight. On the contrary, it ran faster and its limbs became more flexible. After landing, it only staggered a few steps, and immediately chased into the wild.

It only has self-confidence and arrogance in its eyes, and this tundra is its absolute home.

That kind of two-wheeled machine, in the dark field, would hit a rock within a few hundred meters and be scrapped on the spot.

Radio: "Your car is falling apart."

Wen Luo: "That's right."

Radio station: "I need you to turn to 303 Road, 600 meters ahead of you, there is a street light, do you see it?"

Wen Luo: "I see, my brother is off-roading. As for whether we can reach the road you mentioned, it depends on whether the stone will give us face."

Radio: "Do you have pyroxene?"

Wen Luo: "There are a lot of rocks on the road, and my front tire blew up. I guess it won't last long."

Radio: "Then what to do?!"

Wen Luo: "I have my way, what are you going to do?"

Radio: "The 303rd Road is very close to the railway. We brought an SD-44 anti-tank gun. Its depression angle is not enough. We have to calculate the landing point in advance, and then give it a shot."

Wen Luo: "Understood, wait for my good show."

There are still three hundred meters to the finish line——

——Suzuki's front wheel hit a large black rock, and Wen Luo flew out with him.

When he landed, the black arm in his body reappeared, supported his body to complete the roll, caught the scattered alarm radio stations, and grabbed the battery back.

"I started running!"

Radio station: "The way you said is to run over with your legs?"

While running, Wen Luo looked back at the enemy's situation: "Otherwise? How about I discuss it with it? Riding it over here? Whether it agrees or not is one thing, and my ass will definitely not agree."

Radio: "Can you outrun it?! Helicopter! Help him!"

Wen Luo smiled: "I must have been unable to run just now, but now it finally looks like some ingredients."

On the pitch-black tundra, the blue lion could no longer spit out a mouthful of fire, its skin turned back to blue-yellow, and the wound showed blackened pus and blood. It was limping on its right front leg, which had been broken when the rocket jumped to the ground, but it was still able to run.

"Look at it, look at it, I can smell the fragrance." Wen Luomai strode forward, "It's only a little bit, but I can smell its fragrance—it's panting, and its temperature is dropping , I can feel it! Have you found [the gate of death]? Guangling is stopped?!"

The giant lion staggered in the wilderness, and every time it wanted to catch up with its hateful prey, the sudden sound of the rotary machine gun forced it to take a defensive posture, using its solid wings to protect its belly and head.

"Yes, yes, save some bullets for you, and hit slowly." Wen Luo was sprinting with all his strength, and the distance of 300 meters was not long or short.

"But—don't cease fire."

The sound of the machine gun stopped.

The giant lion jumped into the air fiercely. It is hard to imagine that it still has such a strong jumping ability. It took off on the spot, relying on its strong limbs, and jumped to a height of more than 60 meters, almost holding the helicopter in its paws.

The armed helicopter was taken hard by the sharp claws, leaving three bright red high-temperature paw prints on the landing gear and chassis.

Wen Luo was out of breath, and said to the radio: "This is the beauty of nature. Did you take a picture just now? You must take a picture, right?"

Station: "."

Wen Luo: "I'm disconnected?"

Radio station: "No, I'm loading the cannonball. Just now the observer asked me who to shoot. After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to shoot this lion."

Wen Luo: "You don't want to target me, do you?"

Radio: "I did think so, but gave up, because you're sure you're not afraid of shelling."

When the green lion landed, it brought a turbulent strong wind, which blew Wen Luo's body out of balance and nearly fell him.

Seeing that the lion was about to pounce again—the helicopter in the sky was still adjusting its flight attitude, and a shrill siren sounded from the radio.

That moment—

——M29 shoots out hot flames!

It keeps shooting, shooting, shooting! Never stop!

Copper-skinned bullet casings quickly jumped out of the steel bullet nest, followed by the pitch-black phantom arm, quickly stuffing new bullets into the bullet nest.

The scorching gun barrel deformed and twisted, and the continuous high-speed shooting action made many bullets go off and explode as soon as they entered the muzzle.

The dense rain of bullets hit the lion's forehead and eyes like vicious golden needles.

No matter how much it thought about it, it never thought that this human being had such continuous and intensive firepower. The flames in its eyes were completely extinguished by the rain of bullets, and it couldn't see anything.

"If I had learned this trick earlier, I wouldn't have lived on the first floor. Originally, 308 had a girl with a very nice butt. After that robbery, she moved away." Wen Luo covered his forehead, dropped his hand and deformed In the discarded M29 that was steaming at high temperature, a piece of flesh was torn off from the palm of the hand, and it was already black and smelly.

Immediately afterwards he said to the radio: "You have to pay me at least a motorcycle, medical expenses, and a new gun."

He continued to run wildly without any slack - he knew that the lion behind him would definitely not die so easily, and these bullets were just a painless addition.

He gripped the last two weapons in his hands, the UTS-15 and the wand, ready to turn back and meet the enemy at any time.

The giant lion raised its nose and howled mournfully, baring its fangs in a hunting posture.

It smells the strong fragrance in the air——

——There is only one thought in my mind, eat this prey, let the flames burn again, as long as you eat this prey, everything will be fine.

The last 100 meters is the shortest and longest distance.

Jumping one after another, the gunshot when the giant fell to the ground.

In the dark night, two monsters are fighting for their lives.

A tattered leather boot stepped on the 303 highway.

The street lamp illuminated Wen Luo's bloody face.

There was a huge laceration on his body, and after dozens of running, jumping, and dodging shots, he died.

From the right shoulder to the belly, the leather jacket and vest were torn apart, and some of the kidneys were ruptured, and the high temperature of the toes and claws scalded the wound into a dark scar.

"It's a good thing you're a fire-attribute Pokemon, otherwise my bleeding would definitely be more than that." Cursing, Wen Luo crouched on the curb, looking at the giant lying on the ground in the dark wilderness. Beast: "You fucking don't pretend to be dead. I didn't even use this trick. Why did you use it first?"

The radio station had been scrapped during the violent exercise, and the UTS-15 had not survived. It had long been turned into a mass of polymer waste, and the wand was broken in two, with a smooth cut.

"Come to me! Come to me!" Wen Luo held up the two fragments of the wand in his left and right hands, the wand was still glowing, and wanted to mark the railway train.

One and a half kilometers away, the railway staff at Guangling Zhixi are turning the muzzle for final calibration.

The barrel of the gun spewed raging flames, and the 100MM caliber shells turned into soft iron balls, spinning and flying towards the distant target.

"boom--"

The frame of the whole train shook for a while.

Observer yells: "Hit the target! Reload!"

The shells fell on the tundra field, blasting the giant lion's body in two, and the mud and flesh flew into a dark red fountain.

Wen Luo covered his mouth, still just sitting and resting, trying to recover his strength, never letting go of his vigilance, as if [one more round] was written in his dark eyes.

"Listen! Listen! It's the sound of funeral cannons! What a scene, what a face you have. If I still have strength, I really want to have another duel with you."

With only half of its body left, the giant lion was still crawling towards Wen Luo, and with its last breath, it was about to crawl over!

"I'm joking! Don't take it seriously." Wen Luo kicked his legs and stepped back, still smiling excitedly and militantly.

The second bombardment hasn't come yet—

- The theoretical rate of fire of the SD-44 is fifteen rounds per minute.

But this beast won't wait, it can't wait that long, I'm afraid it only has a few tens of seconds left in its life.

The waving toes and claws looked like hacksaws, leaving a series of white claw marks on the road.

The giant beast couldn't even make a roar, its flame had been completely extinguished, and the firewood on its body was gradually dimming, and it only wanted to eat new fuel!

On the nick of time. On a motorcycle coming from afar, a strong man soared into the sky, holding Mingde's remains, and rushed down like a meteor falling to the ground.

Ah Xing stretched his body in mid-air, lifted the boss's fingernails high, collided with the lion's head fiercely, and pierced into the giant lion's forehead, like a huge bone nail, like a hot knife into butter Smooth and unimpeded, it pierced through its head!

Five seconds passed, and the lion didn't move any more.

There is not even a muscle tremor, and any vitality is extinct.

Without a doubt, it died.

at this time--

——The roar of the belated shells, like a salute to celebrate the triumphant return of the heroes, blasted new mud pits on the lower body of the giant lion in the distance, and it was barely audible.

Wen Luo held back for a long time, thought about the coquettish words for a long time, and finally said: "You are counting head-grabbing."

Ah Xing's face was covered with blood, and there were still a lot of brains hanging on his hair. He shrugged his shoulders innocently and innocently: "Mr. Wen, you rushed out without saying a word. We managed to catch up, so we have to do something!"

Jiang Xueming threw away a panacea injection——

——Wen Luo received it firmly, and immediately healed the wound on his body.

Xue Ming immediately walked up to the lion, pulled out Mingde's remains, and began to whip the corpse mercilessly.

Wen Luo felt a little guilty when he saw the little guy holding up the stick as a war hammer, and seeing Jiang Xueming's stern expression on beating the corpse.

Then he asked Meteor: "Why is he so distorted?"

Meteor shook his head.

All I could hear was Xue Ming gnashing his teeth and roaring.

"My stick!"

"My medicine!"

"I work!"

"It's all your fucking fault!"

Meteor hurriedly went up to pull Brother Ming.

"Forget it, brother. Forget it"

Xue Ming threw away Mingde's remains, but he couldn't hold back, and kept kicking the lion's head with his feet.

"Maybe it will be revived! You guys come too! Smash its brains!"

Meteor: "That makes sense!"

So Meteor and Xueming beat and kicked the lion's head together.

Jason looked at Mr. Wen with full respect.

——These VIPs are all heroes

"I'm sorry, I'm late, Mr. Wen"

Wen Luo: "There is nothing to be sorry about, I have met a respectable opponent."

"Really." Jason felt embarrassed and applauded the opponent's strong will to fight: "Then these two boys are still insulting the corpse. How rude!"

"If you don't feel a sense of participation, join them." Wen Luo waved his hands impatiently, and immediately joined Xue Ming and Meteor's corpse whipping movement.

I could hear my brothers growling angrily.

"Enemy! Shit!"

"Enemy! Hit!"

Jason was sweating on his brow, not knowing what to do.

He thought for a long time, and stepped forward to pull Meteor, asking the burly A Xing to make room.

"Let me go. Let me kick my feet."