All Worlds Madhouse

It has to be said that Ziliang was sometimes negligent. In fact, before this plan was implemented, Ziliang had already told Old Joey not to really fall asleep.

But who knew that such a heartless old Joey would really just do whatever he wanted.

Well, there is no other way but to let him sleep, but there is no need to worry, after all, even in the dream, he is the only one who chases and beats others.

Then what happens next develops in a predictable direction.

Ziliang and the others seemed to have become the father-killing enemies of the entire town of Plinthwood. Regardless of their own safety, they launched a civilian-level general attack on Ziliang and the others.

The meaning of civilian level is because what these people are holding are just a bunch of common weapons in daily life. The highest combat power is probably the few cars that have not been dismantled into pieces, and the police station. weapons inside.

Therefore, the result is also foreseeable, that is, the attacks of this group of people are of no use.

I saw Hannibal standing up and looking at the crowd alone.

More than half of the group defected, then turned 180 degrees and rushed towards the people behind them.

Yes, even in a dream, Hannibal can still control this group of people, because Hannibal's [hive consciousness] is not a low-end ability like mental control, but directly turns these people into other people. self, so it has nothing to do with whether you are sleeping or not, whether I control you or not.

And with the exchange of glances during the battle, within a few minutes, the entire town became [Hannibal].

It's no wonder that the combat effectiveness of this plane is really not very strong, so Hannibal can handle almost everything by himself.

At this moment, the battle situation has taken a big turn, that is, the townspeople are no longer under Alice's control, but instead surround her.

"Heh, it seems that the battle situation has changed a bit." Alice said slightly surprised.

Ziliang nodded matter-of-factly: "Yes, so you should be able to feel the gap between us. How about you surrender quickly and save us from wasting time?"

Ziliang acted like he was trying to get you off the ground with good intentions, but Alice didn't show the slightest fear.

"I think you misunderstood. The changes I mentioned are only for these townspeople. They have nothing to do with the battle between us. In fact, they are not included in this battle at all."

Ziliang frowned. He seemed to feel that there was something in this sentence that he didn't like.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

The words have not yet been spoken!

"You! What is this! What do you mean?!" came an extremely angry voice!

Everyone was shocked because they all recognized that the voice belonged to Old Joey.

Everyone turned their heads following the sound, and then they saw that Old Joey, who had been sleeping soundly just now, had stood up. Although his expression was still as calm as when he was sleeping, there seemed to be a hint of anger deep in his eyes. Extremely fierce light.

"Jack! You bastard!" Old Joey continued to yell.

"Uh, who is Jack?" Quinn asked a little confused.

Ziliang shook his head: "I don't know either. It's probably a new friend he met in his dream. But what is certain is that Jack must have made old Joey unhappy."

"Okay, but why is he yelling at us?"

Ziliang responded helplessly: "Obviously, he regards us as 'Jack'."

"." Everyone was silent for a while. It seemed that they had already thought about where things would develop next.

"You! Why! You want to stew my pig!!!" Old Joey finally finished the second half of his words in anger.

".??" Pego was stunned for a moment, probably thinking with question marks on his face: "Am I being stewed? Why didn't I know?"

Okay, let's forget what Pego thinks. Anyway, now Liang finally knows where his uneasiness comes from. It seems that Old Joey really had a dream that made him very unhappy.

"Hey, wake up, we're not Jack, look at me, I'm Quinn." Quinn waved to old Joey helplessly.

Of course, the effect was almost useless, because Old Joey couldn't hear anything anymore. He only heard a low roar of "Ouch", the [T Mode] was turned on, and then he slashed at Quinn in front of him with a knife.

To be honest, in the previous battles, Old Joey always stood on Ziliang's side, so they didn't even notice how cruel Old Joey was. This time, everyone really felt that kind of attack. The feeling of terror and oppression that comes.

It was just a simple slash. For Old Joey, it was just a flick, but the murderous intention had already set off a stormy air current, heading towards Quinn.

Fortunately, Quinn reacted quickly enough and hurriedly turned sideways. The sword wind blocked the ground and slashed straight ahead. Along with a huge ravine, it crashed into the crowd. At this moment, countless townspeople changed their minds. Became minced meat.

"Give me my pig!" Old Joey was still shouting. With a wave of his hand, a hatchet quickly appeared in his hand, and then he jumped up high and was about to It turned into a cannonball and fell from the sky. .

Ziliang looked bitter: "Hannibal, immobilize him quickly!" he shouted.

"Cut the nonsense! When he just yelled 'stew my pig', I tried it. They were all sin fragments. My mental ability didn't work!" Hannibal also shouted, and his body He was extremely honest and had already started running.

The next second, Old Joey smashed it down with a loud bang, even the ground was lifted up.

This time, it really posed a problem for Ziliang and others. Old Joey suddenly became unrecognizable. Do you want to fight or not? Oh, whether to fight or not is secondary. A pig has been The stewed old Joey should be thinking about whether he can survive the fight.

It was too late, but it was too late. During the time he was in mid-air, Old Joey had already wrapped the knife around the chain and was now preparing to swing it. If this started, he would really become a Taiwanese-style choker. Meat machine.

Shirley had no choice but to press her hands firmly to the ground. In an instant, dense tentacles emerged from the ground, poking the entire ground like a forest of tentacles, surrounding Old Joey.

"Great job!" Quinn praised.

"It's useless, he can chop it out right away. Let's think of other ways quickly."

Shirley said and looked at Alice who was sneering at the side.