Apocalyptic Forecast

According to Huai Shi's speculation, Red Gloves should have expressed some excuses or doubts, and then resolutely ordered it before executing it.

Unexpectedly, after becoming a tool man, the red glove was terribly obedient.

There is no such thing as the Three Principles of Tools, and even if Huai Shi asked him to jump on the Huangpu River, he would not object.

A knife in an instant frightened Huai Shi.

After Huai Shi finally reacted, his thoughts 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 the lack of coffee in the red gloves, even if the hunch of death was activated, but the Mirror of Nothing did not interlock to produce alertness and pictures.

This move is not always effective, always worrying.

Could it be that only the fifth-degree big shot's sense of oppression can be forcibly activated?

Is this too unstable?

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

After resting for a while, 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 didn't come in vain and made a lot of money.

With a beautiful mood, Huaishi poked on the road home with red gloves.

Do not know why, inexplicably 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 sudden dizziness of blood loss, froze in place.

What the hell?

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

Why am I dying again?

Moreover, which big brother wants to mess with me?

What do you want to be remembered by yourself?

Just inexplicably, Huai Shi once again felt ashamed, and countless question marks came out of his forehead: Why do you participate in a rookie game, and the sky will drop a pot?

Why do you want to persecute me again!

The omnipotent Aramon still pretends not to speak, and Huai Shi has no idea what happened.

"Do you have any clues?" He turned back and asked 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, and moved forward lightly, struggling with a hundred thousand spirits, holding the sword of virtue in his palm, and moving forward vigilantly.

I took two steps and then froze in place.

Rubbed his eyes, rubbed his eyes again.

Unbelievable.

"What the hell?" He took the red glove next to him and pointed to 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 amber appeared in his head.

"Damn it."

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

Pick it up easily and throw it to the red gloves.

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

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

He saw another handful of border relics?

A flintlock pistol of some years with an old atmosphere, was lying on the ground, and was placed in a box, and it seemed that the luster was precious.

What shameful games are you putting in, at least +7?

"Can this be thrown away casually?"

He froze for a moment, glanced left and right, and didn't see the owner lost. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't resist the temptation of money, 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, and always felt that this was the present situation, but in the end he chose the real incense, picked it up, kicked it into his backpack, and continued on.

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

It's as if money is being scattered in the sky.

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

Huaishi now is too lazy to bend over when he encounters cheap goods, but he is still stuffed with a full pocket. He 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. Red Gloves still had a look of ‘I ’m a toolman, I do n’t know you ’re talking about three small’.

Huai Shi looked down, looked at the equipment in the backpack, and then looked at the border relics leading to the gate of victory and so on.

It always feels like a trap to trick 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.

A clear voice came from the darkness in the distance.

Huaixi raised his head in amazement, subconsciously, creeping on the ground, and then, he saw the fiery fire light converge into a chain, roaring in the instant burst of roar.

The iron fire turned into a torrential rain, tearing the walls layer by layer, and the whip of thunderfire swept across, instantly tearing apart walls and buildings, and smashing everything on the street.

The reaction of the red glove was dull, slowed by a beat, and turned into smash in the mad firepower. All the equipment picked up flew into the sky, and was torn into countless fragments under the violent firepower ...

Huai Shi was dumbfounded.

Where did he not yet 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 head, 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 came to an abrupt end.

At least thousands of bullets have been used up.

The dust and ash that were constantly flying up came the click of the chain.

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

There are also shells that have fallen to the ground, and ammunition boxes that are empty next to them.

Unsurprisingly, the heavy machine gun's body exuded a dark golden light that made it lemony, but the barrel was already red and twisted, and there was obviously no way to continue using it.

He took a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect that Xinyue Frame even put such a horrible killer.

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

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

The smile was gentle and soft.

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

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

"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 with no bones and the border relics shattered.

Distressed 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 crushed a luxury relic that was quite a bit of thought into shattered random ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Do n’t worry, if these things In fact, there are more ... Brother, do you want to either? I can give you everything. "

In the silence, only the roaring and screaming that constantly sounded above the sky dome.

With a sigh, Huai Shi stepped out of the hiding place and looked at her smiling face. The chill of death grew thicker and thicker, almost swallowing him.

She was standing in front of the only exit and had a heavy machine gun. It was impossible to prepare a meal and wait for her to go home.

Besides, I dare not eat it myself.

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, to do something that I 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 do not let children use crane guns to sweep people, 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 after all he didn't make a sound.

——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 ... more and more incapable of hideous murderous intention.

It's like a beast.

Molars **** blood and can't wait.

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