Resurrection: The Female Netizen Is Actually The Top God Of War?

After finishing speaking, the whole person took off directly to the ground and flew towards the marked address.

"Go and notify some superpowers who have control! Don't hurt people's lives! I suspect..."

Fan Mei from the inspection department yelled into the mobile phone while dealing with the crowds who were constantly attacking.

But after talking for a long time, Xin Yuan didn't reply at all, which made her feel uncertain about what was going on over there.

"Damn...Maybe you have to call for rescuers quickly, then you'd better hurry up."

After muttering to herself, Fan Mei wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, raised her hand and fired a shot, which precisely hit a person's toes.

But this kind of warning threat is really useless.

Fan Mei's ability is precise shooting. This ability is used for long-distance combat or assassination, which is extremely lethal.

But this time is different, she is facing ordinary people, but she is bewitched by the power of the gods, so she wants to stop the actions of this group of people, but she can't hurt them.

This restriction made her tied hands and feet, and she retreated steadily.

Click! pendant!

There was a crisp explosion, and blood spattered.

A bewitched citizen directly hugged a street lamp by the side of the road, went up and bit it hard.

Afterwards, several teeth collapsed.

But he was so bewitched that he didn't have any sense of pain or rationality at all. He hugged the street lamp and shook it vigorously, and even broke the street lamp with a diameter of 20 centimeters!

"Ahhhh!"

Amidst the frenzied shouts, blood and saliva flew from his mouth, he lifted up the light tube vigorously, and smashed it at Fan Mei.

Really 20cm thick steel pipe!

Fan Mei jumped quickly, barely dodging, but a big hole appeared in the ground under her in an instant.

Afterwards, the bewitched people began to slam the steel pipe crazily like waving a big windmill.

The other people also instinctively followed suit, and began to pull up the street lamps on the road, using them as weapons, and threw them at Fan Mei indiscriminately.

On the deserted street, a pile of street lamps seven to eight meters long and twenty centimeters thick slammed into Fan Mei frantically, making her too tired to dodge.

Finally, after a dodge, a street lamp came towards her and hit her chest heavily.

This time, it can only be said that it made the already not full chest even worse!

boom!

After a loud explosion, Fan Mei flew upside down and was directly embedded in the wall.

"Wow!" A big mouthful of blood spat out from her mouth, she didn't care about the burning pain in her internal organs, she had already seen that the next street lamp was coming!

There was another explosion, and the second street lamp hit Fan Mei's body, smashing the wall behind her, causing her to fly out.

After landing, she raised her head with difficulty, holding her two guns firmly in her hands, and kept telling herself in her heart, not to kill!

These are ordinary people, they are innocent people, people who cannot control their thoughts and actions after being polluted by gods.

They are also victims, and they can return to normal after treatment in the future, so they cannot be killed! Can't kill!

With the belief and perseverance in her heart, she held down the gun in her hand, otherwise with her ability, it would not be impossible to shoot headshots one by one.

But in that case, the power of the gods may be able to control their corpses to continue fighting, but they themselves are really dead...

At this moment... the third light tube has already been smashed down.

Gritting his silver teeth, raising his arms upwards, and closing his eyes, he wanted to resist.

But at this moment, a gust of wind flashed by, and the whole person flew up like flying through the clouds, and then landed on both feet.

Opening his eyes, the light tube was smashed not far in front of him, and beside him, there appeared a young man with a tall and straight figure, staggering.

Xin Yuan's speed is still fast enough, and that's it.

"You're finally here!" Fan Mei said with difficulty but pleasantly surprised, then looked around and said in surprise:

"Where are the others? You came alone? Be careful!"

Just as she was talking, Fan Mei saw the huge light tube behind Xin Yuan smash down again, but Xin Yuan didn't seem to respond at all.

With a very delicate lateral movement of his body, he went out one meter, and the steel pipe behind him hit Xin Yuan's feet heavily, which seemed like luck.

"It's just me, what's the matter? You should be fine, are these god servants so difficult to deal with?"

"These are not servants of the gods, they are ordinary people. You cannot hurt them!" Fan Mei hurriedly added, and then asked, "Student, which department are you from?"

"Me? I'm from the PR department."

? ? ?

The joy on Fan Mei's face is visible to the naked eye

The anger froze on his face, and then turned into anger.

He grabbed Xin Yuan's arm, pulled him aside, and jumped out of the circle.

Then he shouted angrily: "You must be sick! Do you dare to come alone from the public relations department? Send you to death!"

"You go first, these people have lost their minds, you will be in danger if you continue to stay here, this is not a joke."

"Go back and call someone quickly, I can hold on for a while, remember to control the power users!"

After she finished speaking, she pushed Xin Yuan back hard, and she picked up the two guns to continue to stand forward.

Seeing this posture, Xin Yuan couldn't help touching his nose.

It seems that the students in the academy don't have a good impression of the PR department.

But thinking about the appearance of that Minister Zheng Xiaojian... it seems quite reasonable.

"You said, to control them, but it's better not to hurt them, right?"

It was impossible for Xin Yuan to leave as a person, and knowing it was a misunderstanding, he stepped forward to say something again.

"Hurry up and go! I can't protect you, you..."

Halfway through the conversation, Fan Mei couldn't continue.

In a blink of an eye, she didn't know what happened, and her eyes were completely covered by hoarfrost.

The madness has not dissipated on their faces, and they have turned into ice sculptures all over the place, even with the lamppost in their hands, they have a bit of artistic beauty.

"I've tried my best to control the temperature. They probably have some frostbite, but it shouldn't be fatal."

"That's the only way to go. My control method is only this."

Xin Yuan spread his hands and explained.

But Fan Mei didn't respond at all, and it took a long time before he murmured:

"Public Relations Department, when did you have this kind of fighting power?"

"Am I dreaming?..."

But at this moment, Xin Yuan was about to ask about credits, but many messages came from his phone.

Lots of other distress signals, and one... a yogurt bar.

"Yogurt Stick: Have you heard? Something happened near the Oriental College, and a large number of people appeared to be bewitched by the gods."

"Doubt is another organized action, driven by a servant of God behind it."

"But this time, don't go out and look for it by yourself. If you need it, you should go with the people of the academy. This thing is obviously weird."

Xin Yuan frowned slowly as he watched the news.

To be honest, he had doubts about the identity of this yogurt bar for a long time.