Apocalyptic Forecast

According to Huai Shi's speculation, red gloves should have expressed some kind of refusal or doubt, and then resolutely ordered it before executing it.

Did not expect that after becoming a tool man, the red glove was terribly obedient.

There is no such thing as the three-man principle. He will not object even if Huai Shi asked him to jump on the Huangpu River.

Instantly a knife, scared Huai Shi jumped.

After Huai Shi finally reacted, the thought moved, and the sacrificial knife that had pierced the skin of his chest stopped abruptly and was pulled out.

His brow furrowed.

Sure enough.

I do n’t know whether it is because I had expected it for a long time, or there are not enough coffee seats in the red gloves. Even if the anticipation of death is activated, the Mirror of Nothing has not linked to the alertness and the picture.

This trick is always ineffective, always worrying.

Could only be the kind of lifeless oppression that the fifth-order gangster shot can force activation?

This is too unstable, right?

But no matter what, Bai earned a perspective hang, how could he not lose.

After taking a break, he felt that he finally recovered a little bit, inventorying his equipment and preparing to follow the instructions of Mission Bread and heading to the door of victory.

This rookie game did not come in vain, and made a lot of money.

With a beautiful mood, Huai Shi wobbled on the road home with red gloves.

I don't know why, mysteriously cold.

Death hunch fell from the sky. Immediately afterwards, Huai Shi saw: in the mirror, there appeared an invisible darkness. In the boiling darkness, it seemed that there was a cruel eye pupil standing high above the countless world.

The picture flashed, and Huai Shi woke up from the dizziness of sudden blood loss, froze in place.

What the hell?

who am I? Where am i? Who wants to kill me?

Why am I dying again?

And, who is this guy who wants to mess with me?

Is this something I want to be remembered again?

Is inexplicably, Huai Shi once again felt a hundred face dumbfounded, countless question marks popped out of his forehead: Why do you participate in a rookie game, the sky will drop the next pot?

Why do you want to persecute me again!

Almighty Ara Amon is still pretending not to speak, and Huai Shi has no idea what happened.

"Do you have any clues?" He turned back and asked the red gloves.

Red gloves looked at him indifferently, with a look of ‘I do n’t know how to explain to you that I am just a toolman’, so Huai Shi could not help but sigh helplessly.

"Okay, you should continue to be responsible for carrying luggage."

Huai Shi hung all the bits and pieces of his body on him. He moved forward lightly, struck a hundred thousand spirits, pressed the sword of virtue in his palm, and continued to walk forward vigilantly.

Walked two steps, then froze in place.

Rubbed his eyes and rubbed his eyes again.

Is incredible.

"What's this?" He took the red glove next to it and pointed at the fork in front of him. Red Gloves glanced at it and replied stiffly: "Border relics."

"I know this is a border relic, but why ... will it appear here?"

Huai Shi's eyes widened and he squatted on the ground at the fork, suspiciously looking at the border relic that was left on the ground-a luxurious rib, with a faint aroma on it, as if it was a quilt The soft and soft young lady has worn it for a long time.

I don't know why, but he saw the appearance of amber in his mind.

"I saw a ghost."

Huai Shi couldn't help shaking his head. To what extent did this woman rich woman throw such a handful of border relics of at least millions of dollars everywhere?

Picked it up and threw it to the red gloves.

"Put it in the back basket and store it."

He continued to move forward, then froze at the next fork, and continued to rub his eyes.

He saw another handful of border relics?

An old flintlock pistol with an old breath was lying on the ground, and was placed in a box. It seemed that the luster was not precious.

In what shameful game, at least +7?

"Can this thing be thrown away casually?"

He froze for a moment, glanced left and right, and did not see the owner. After thinking for a long time, unable to bear the temptation of money, he took the gun and stuffed it into his pocket.

Keep going.

Then at the next intersection, I saw another handful of border relics.

A bracelet.

"Surprised! What the **** is this!"

Huai Shi was stunned and thought for a while. I always felt that this is the current situation, but in the end I chose Zhenxiang, picked it up, kicked it into my backpack, and continued on.

Then, the more you move forward, the more border relics on the ground, the more expensive, and the more beautiful it will look.

Is as if the sky is spreading money.

It is very rare to find on the weekdays. The border relics worth tens of thousands of dollars are now all over the ground.

Huai Shi is now too lazy to stoop when he encounters cheap goods, but he is still stuffed with a full pocket. It feels that the world is so fantasy, and somehow, he began to discount it at the end of the year.

"Do you have any clues?"

Huai Shi turned back and asked Red Gloves. The red gloves still had a look of ‘I am a toolman, I do n’t know you are talking about three small ones’.

Huai Shi bowed his head, looked at the equipment in his backpack, and then looked at the border relics leading to the Victory Gate and so on.

Always feels like a trap that tricks a sparrow into a bud with grains.

Oh, who did this trick deceive?

Huai Shi lowered his head and continued to pick up the good things on the ground, stepping forward, turning left and right, only hating that he did n’t bring a few more pockets, now he can only take a piece and lose one. Pieces, my heart is bleeding.

"Too wasteful, too wasteful ......"

He dropped a weapon in distress, picked up a pair of boots from the ground, and stuffed it into his back basket: "Tailang ..."

Click.

The clear voice came from the darkness in the distance.

Huai Shi raised his head in disbelief, subconsciously, creeping on the ground, and then, he saw the fiery flames converge into a chain, and roared in the instant burst of roar.

Iron fire turned into a torrential rain, tearing layers of walls, sweeping the whip of thunderfire, instantly ripping up walls and buildings, and smashing everything on the street into pieces.

The reaction of the red gloves was dull, slowed down by a beat, and turned into smashing in the madness of fire. All the equipment picked up flew into the sky, and was torn into countless fragments under the violent fire ...

Huai Shi was dumbfounded.

He still doesn't know what this is.

But in this hell, where is the heavy machine gun with such exaggerated firepower?

It is important to know that the hot weapons that are generally manufactured in accordance with the rules of the current situation are often difficult to apply smoothly at the border or hell. Fortunately, at the border, they are often stuck or something, but they do not have a big secret instrument. In the **** of the world, it will often be blasted or simply transformed into a pile of scrap iron under the erosion of the abyss precipitation.

All the firearms that can be used in **** are often treasures of spontaneous origin after a long time in the current situation, or precious equipment of the type of semi-border relics that have been given small secrets by alchemy ... as independent Miracles exist, they are almost inferior to the same relics of the sacred mark. If used properly, one or two fourth-order deaths are more than enough. Why would anyone use a cannon to fight mosquitoes to engage in themselves?

Although there was a cloud of water in his mind, Huai Shi's movements kept on, he quickly threw away the burden and hid behind layers of walls, until the roaring gunshots continued for a long time, and finally stopped abruptly.

At least thousands of bullets have been used up.

The dust and ash that keeps flying up are heard the clicks of the chains.

Huai Shi narrowed his eyes and looked out of the ruins. The keen sense of the nihility mirror made him peep through the dust and smoke, and saw the heavy machine gun at the end of the long street.

Also has a falling shell and an empty ammunition box next to it.

Unexpectedly, the body of the heavy machine gun exuded a dark golden light that made it lemony, but the barrels were already red and twisted, and there was obviously no way to continue using it.

He took a breath of air, but did not expect that Xinyue frame even put such a horrible killer.

But then, in the slowly falling dust, he saw the slender figure coming out from behind the heavy machine gun and froze in place.

Dressed in an old-fashioned gray maid smock, with a white apron tied around her waist, long hair tied with lace hair behind her head, turned into a refreshing ponytail, and fell down from the shoulder.

The smile was gentle and soft again.

Just looking at it, it makes me feel gentle and virtuous, and I want to take it home and be a wife.

But I don't know why, staring at the quiet black eyes, I couldn't help but shudder.

"Don't hide."

Luo Xian beckoned in the direction of Huai Shi: "I see you."

So you brought the border relics?

Huai Shi's expression twitched, looking back, looking at the red gloves without bones, and the border relics shattered all over the place.

Is distressed and twitching.

"Ah, tens of millions of things have been broken by you ..."

"is it?"

Luo Xian lifted his foot casually, stepped on the helmet next to him, Yu Bu exerted his strength, and at random crushed a luxury relic with some thoughts into pieces.

"Don't worry, there are actually more of these things ... Brother, do you want either? You can also give them to you."

In the silence, only the roaring and roaring constantly sounding above the sky dome.

Huai Shi sighed and walked out of the hiding place, looking at her smiling face. The chill of death became stronger and stronger, almost engulfing him.

She was standing in front of the only exit, she had a heavy machine gun, it was impossible to prepare a meal and wait for herself to go home ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Besides, she dared not eat.

Sniffing the thick **** smell lingering in the air, one of his hearts gradually sank into the earth.

"Sister Xian, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Of course it is to do something that I have always wanted to do."

Luo Xian thought for a while, and laughed softly: "Let's call it-'Indulgence'."

"Look, it's like the legend says that after finishing the college entrance examination, tearing up the textbooks, and then staying up all night to see the world of adults ... Although I'm not that naive, I still can't help but want to take this opportunity to be a little bit older Let things do. "

Huai Shi's expression twitched.

Ah, adults really don't let children use crane guns to sweep people for fun, so are you satisfied? The world experience time for adults is over, hurry up and pack up and go home.

He really wanted to say that, but he didn't make a sound after all.

-If things could be so simple, he would dare to eat that heavy machine gun.

He could feel that after Luo Xian's body, after her smile, that kind of ... an unstoppable savage intention.

Is like a beast.

Can't wait to grind his teeth and **** blood.

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