Data Wasteland

Under the night, the galaxy is shining, like a strip of light drifting into the distance, beautiful and magnificent. The bright moonlight sprinkled on the ruins of the car, cold and mysterious.

In the dark part of the backlight, two small red dots flicker and flicker. Through the faint red light, the faces of two men can be seen. They were carrying guns and wearing helmets, squatting behind an old truck, smoking cigarettes and communicating in a low voice.

"Three waves of people have been in, you said, will something big happen?" one of them asked.

"It doesn't matter to him, it's all about the big guys, we just need to watch the show outside." The other replied, with unruly tone in his tone.

"Don't say that. There are only two silver knights left in the camp now." The first man's tone was worried, "How can we go back then, do we rely on ourselves?"

"Don't worry, we will send someone if we can't wait for the news. Anyway, we are small soldiers and we just need to do our part." The second person said disapprovingly.

At this moment, not far in front, a dark shadow suddenly swayed.

"Who!" The two of them saw at the same time, yelled vigilantly, dropped their cigarette butts, and reached for the gun leaning against the frame.

And just as they picked up their guns and focused all their attention in front of them, the darkness behind them suddenly twisted, and two cold lights appeared out of nowhere, and they were fleeting.

"Puff!"

In the next second, two blood arrows soared into the sky. Before they could make a sound, they covered their necks, opened their eyes wide, and fell down.

"Good job~" Aaliyah wiped the blood from the blade on her thigh, turned her fingers flexibly a few times, and retracted the knife.

Chen Xing walked out of the darkness without saying a word. Being a "bait" is unpleasant in itself, and being praised is just like making a knife.

"There are two silver knights, how sure are you?" Chen Xing asked. The "Silver Knight" mentioned by the guards is a full member of the Silver Knights Guild, and the strength is at least guard-level.

"Haha~" Aaliyah opened her lips lightly, grinned, glanced at him, and said, "It won't be much harder than killing you."

"Then what am I responsible for?" Chen Xing asked with a gloomy face.

"You are responsible for the fish that slipped through the net." After speaking, Aaliya jumped down and rushed towards the camp of the Silver Knights Guild.

She was light and light, her toes were like a dragonfly, moving back and forth among the car ruins, and her speed was so fast that she was overwhelmed. With Chen Xing's agility at 28 o'clock, her nerve reflex arc far exceeded that of ordinary people, and she could only see a little. The vague shadow is ten meters in a flash.

Before long, the camp gradually became chaotic, and the soldiers of the Silver Knight ran out of the camp, shouting.

"Something is coming!" "Get up, get up!" "Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

Chen Xing was hiding behind a shuttle car, squatting, holding guns in both hands. In the scope, Aaliyah was like a spooky ghost, flicking east and west. Wherever he went, his limbs were tossed around, his head rolled to the ground, and some headless corpses stood there stiffly, blood spurting out several meters high.

"Monsters, there are monsters!" "Help!"

There was chaos in the camp, and the soldiers fired indiscriminately, without knowing where the enemy was.

"Who is it that you dare to offend the Silver Knight and want to die!"

With a loud roar, a sturdy figure lifted the tent and rushed out. I saw his body wrapped in blue light, as if a **** descended from the earth.

That was a psionic armor above the middle level. Chen Xing took a glance and moved the sight. With his current strength, even if the trio were stacked, he couldn't penetrate the opponent's defense.

"I'm not just offending." In the flickering flames, a figure walked forward, curvy and slender, but full of fatal aura.

The silver knight clenched his fists and was about to rush forward. But at this moment, a group of dark shadows smashed towards him.

He stretched out his hand and took a look, then he was taken aback. The corpse had no head, and plasma was gurgling from its neck. From the clothing point of view, it turned out to be another silver knight.

"Who are you, why did you attack our camp!" The silver knight put down his companion's body and asked in a deep voice.

Aaliyah didn't speak, and with a "raging" sound under her feet, a flame rose up like a blooming red lotus.

"Devil!" The silver knight immediately panicked and shouted as he stepped back, "Use mythril bullets!"

While shouting, he stretched out his hand to draw the pistol on his back. It was a large revolver with a Mithril Explosive Bullet that had special effects on demons.

But before he could pull it out, the opponent had already rushed closer. In an instant, golden light gleamed from the rapidly contracting pupils. He knew that he could not evade, condensed his mind, concentrated all the psychic energy on the body surface, and strengthened the protective mask.

"Shoo, hoo..."

But the golden light was not affected at all, and easily broke through his defenses, penetrated his body, and shot out from behind.

The silver knight backed back one after another, spraying a canopy of blood mist from his chest, and finally fell to the sky, blood constantly overflowing.

Two silver knights were killed one after another, and the few remaining soldiers fled in a hurry. Chen Xing aimed at a soldier riding a locomotive, gathered his energy, and pulled the trigger.

"Da da da!"

A shuttle of Lan Yingying bullets pierced the night sky and beat the soldier into two pieces, struggling to crawl on the ground, bloody. Ordinary people's bodies can't withstand the power of an energy-storing shooting, so it can be interrupted.

Chen Xing has been a mercenary for more than ten years and has long been accustomed to these scenes. On the battlefield, either you die or I live, one second he beats others into two pieces, maybe the next second he is beaten into a hornet's nest by another person.

Move the scope, lock the next target, infuse psionic energy, and pull the trigger!

"Da da da!"

Another fleeing soldier was beaten to pieces.

It lasted three minutes and fifty-one seconds, and the battle was over, with no one's life left. Chen Xing observed for a while, and after making sure that there were no fish slipping through the net, he put away the assault rifle and walked into the camp.

"Well, your mission is complete." Aaliyah stood there spotlessly and said to him.

Chen Xing's heart twitched, did the other party want to kill someone? However, his face didn't show it, and he remained relaxed and casual.

"En?" Chen Xing pretended not to understand.

"I mean, you can go." Aaliyah said blankly.

"Oh." Chen Xing nodded mechanically, turned around slowly, and walked outside. His movements were a bit stiff, and his feet were sore and weak. He was really scared, the next second his head left his body, and he saw himself.

The book says that those who beheaded to death can see their headless bodies at the last moment. What kind of experience is that, if it is true, how terrible it should be.

"Wait..." The voice of the demon girl came from behind, and he stopped, feeling up and down in his heart.

"Take this." As soon as the voice fell, a thing flew towards him.

Scratched in the air, it was a small black cloth bag, the size of a purse.

"It contains the excrement of the magic dragon. When it meets the one that cannot be beaten, we sprinkle it out a bit, they dare not get close." At the same time as the voice came, Aaliya's figure gradually melted into the darkness, and finally disappeared.

Chen Xing walked towards the road without looking back. After walking for about 20 minutes, he did not find any abnormalities, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. At this moment, his back was soaked with cold sweat. The two guard-level powerhouses said to kill and kill, it was really terrifying, no wonder the other party didn't put the mayor in their eyes.

Fortunately, the other party didn't mean to kill him, so it seemed to be a bit human.

Three hours later, he walked to the edge of the car valley and stayed there, ready to wait until dawn before leaving.

and many more……

He seemed to be missing something.

Why didn't she kill him? It's just easy, why not kill? Because it is an acquaintance, it is difficult to start?

Chen Xing took out the black bag, turned it upside down in his hand, and began to think.

Can the excrement of the magic dragon scare away mutant creatures? Why haven't I heard of it before. Although it is not something ordinary people can get, how can no one talk about such an interesting thing?

Is it fake?

In this way, she also achieved the same goal-to kill people.

The more Chen Xing thinks about it, the more he feels that this is the case. Anyway, it's dead, it's better to go back and wait and see.