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A sharp and gorgeous sword light shook before Wu Dahai's eyes, and three flesh and blood vines shot at him all broke, and the blood mist sprayed wildly, spreading, and there was a strange golden red under the street lights.
The tall girl in a high school uniform, holding a knife in her backhand, flying long hair and slender legs, like a divine weapon from the sky, blocking between Wu Dahai and Uncle Zhang.
Wu Dahai was stunned and forgot to be afraid for a moment. For the first time in his life, he felt moved.
Walk.
Qing Ling didn't look back and stared at the enemy with all his attention.
Oh...oh, Wu Dahai came to his senses, he stumbled and got up and ran away, and did not forget to remind him, Beauty... Be careful...
Mr. Zhang has now become a kind of beast between plants and animals. The facial features on the buds are rude and abscesses and blood bubbles, constantly making hungry and angry sounds: Humans!Human!Humans...
The rattan under its feet no longer rushed to attack, but wrapped its body around and then tightened inch by inch, like a meat grinder.
Gao Yang could not describe the disgusting scene. In less than ten seconds, the air was filled with a pungent fishy smell.
He resisted the urge to vomit and stepped forward to support Wu Dahai who ran back: Why didn't you fight just now?
I have a big fight power!Wu Dahai was righteous.
Didn’t your move just now be very powerful?Gao Yang was puzzled and snapped his fingers and turned off the game console.
That is a special voice-controlled gate. If you snap your fingers, you can turn it off.Wu Dahai said.
Gao Yang was completely speechless: Brother, you are even more useless than me for a long time?How did you get involved in the organization?Walking through the back door?Or did you open the back door yourself?Is this organization really worth joining?
Forget it, it is better to ask for yourself than to ask for others.
Are there any weapons?Gao Yang shouted to Officer Huang.
I have a golf club in the trunk of my car.Officer Huang held a gun in one hand and took out the car key from his pants pocket and threw it to Gao Yang.
Gao Yang caught the key, quickly opened the trunk, and took out a silver-white golf club.
Not far away, Mr. Zhang's body was completely crushed. Except for the flesh ball with facial features, it could also be called its brain. The other parts turned into rattan. To be precise, they were tentacles.
These tentacles are spliced by Mr. Zhang's large intestine, internal organs, muscle tissue, and cartilage, and are roughly divided into more than twenty.
Now Mr. Zhang is like a mutated octopus pressed upside down on the ground.
Whoosh swish swish swish... Three tentacles rushed towards Qingling.
Qing Ling raised his sword and fell, cutting it off quickly.
Huhuhuhu Four tentacles fell from the sky and slashed towards Qingling.
Qing Ling rolled aside and avoided the whipping of the tentacles.At this time, several tentacles crawling in the darkness along the ground had quietly touched Qingling's feet.
Qing Ling was shocked and jumped back quickly.
The tentacles were like cobras, and they jumped up with a squeak. One of them snatched Qingling's white ankles and quickly pulled Qingling back to the ground.
Bang!A bullet broke the tentacle.
Qing Ling didn't care about the pain, turned her back, and slashed the other three tentacles that were close to her.
She didn't dare to stay and ran horizontally with a long sword. In the limited number of dodges, she keenly noticed that the tentacles were centered on Mr. Zhang and the straight ejection was the fastest. When the tentacles ejected, they would be much slower if they wanted to move horizontally to catch people.
Qingling decided to circle around Mr. Zhang, so that he could reduce the chance of being caught by tentacles.
Bang Officer Huang saw the opportunity and fired three shots in the target's brain within one second.
AhAhAh…human!Human!Humans, humans, humans...
Uncle Zhang trembled in pain and let out a violent scream. Several tentacles retracted, protecting their brains.
Weakness is the head!Officer Huang shouted at Qingling, and at the same time took out a new magazine and quickly replaced it.
Qing Ling also saw this, but she didn't dare to approach her rashly.
Mr. Zhang has more than twenty tentacles, each of which is flexible and powerful. Except for the Tang sword in his hand, other weapons cannot be cut off. Moreover, even if she cuts them off, the other party can quickly repair them and grow again.
On the other hand, Qing Ling, once he fails, he will be strangled by countless tentacles and dragged towards Mr. Zhang.
Then, those tentacles should surround the subject and transform into meat grinder again. They will be grinded into meat sauce in extreme pain and become part of Mr. Zhang. His eyes, mouth, nose and ears will probably be integrated into the disgusting sarcoma. Following Mr. Zhang, he kept talking about humans, humans... As for other parts of his body, they will also become new tentacles to capture more humans...
When I thought that it would be this way of death, even if I was as cold as Qing Ling, my scalp would be numb.
There is only one chance.
Failure is hell.
Qing Ling let out a breath and suddenly ran wildly at a speed of 100 meters, constantly circling around the target. Uncle Zhang's tentacles were naturally attracted to turn around, looking like a small rotating swing.
After two minutes of high-speed operation, Qing Ling's speed slowed down. Whether it was the sprint she trained on weekdays or the talented sword god, they all had high explosive power for a short time. This would inevitably not last long and strive to fight and decide quickly.
She still has not found a perfect opportunity to cut, but before her physical strength has dropped significantly, she must take action.
Cover me!Qing Ling saw the opportunity, walked around to the side where Mr. Zhang had the least tentacles, and rushed over with his knife.
The other party's seven or eight tentacles immediately retracted, and the other dozen tentacles gathered from all directions towards the Qingling.
Qingling approached at high speed, and at the same time constantly adjusted his positioning to avoid attacks and cut off his tentacles.
The space was filled with thick blood mist, and in the sword light, the green spirit was like a blood-stained white butterfly, dancing among countless tentacles.
Officer Huang was not idle either.
He activated his talent for the Gun God and covered Qing Ling with the frequency of one bullet per second. The tentacles that escaped from the Qing Ling's blade were all interrupted by the bullets that followed him.
Everything happened in just a few seconds.
Officer Huang quickly fired all the bullets, and Qingling was already close enough to Mr. Zhang.
She dodged the side nimblely, avoided the last two tentacles, held the knife in both hands, and slashed towards Mr. Zhang's brain from top to bottom.
At that moment, everyone firmly believed that Mr. Zhang's brain would be cut in half like a fragile watermelon.However, everyone ignored the tentacles that were cut off to the ground.
The moment they landed on the ground, they swam back to the body at an extremely fast speed.
Qing Ling was about to exert force, but she felt a pain in her heel. It was countless broken tentacles swimming back hitting her heels continuously.
Qing Ling slipped his feet and although he quickly adjusted his standing posture, the strength in his waist failed to explode effectively, which caused most of the strength in his arms to lose.
A second later, she swung a huge discount.
The knife was still very strong, and the blade was still sharp, but it only split the target less than one-third of the depth. Uncle Zhang was not dead. It wailed in pain, and the re-grown tentacles swung hard, thrusting hard at Qingling's waist.
Uh... Qing Ling's weapon was out of hand, flew a few meters away, and rolled on the ground twice in a row.Before she gave up, she stretched out her right hand to Uncle Zhang, a few meters away, and her five fingers suddenly opened: Metal!
A sharp and gorgeous sword light shook before Wu Dahai's eyes, and three flesh and blood vines shot at him all broke, and the blood mist sprayed wildly, spreading, and there was a strange golden red under the street lights.
The tall girl in a high school uniform, holding a knife in her backhand, flying long hair and slender legs, like a divine weapon from the sky, blocking between Wu Dahai and Uncle Zhang.
Wu Dahai was stunned and forgot to be afraid for a moment. For the first time in his life, he felt moved.
Walk.
Qing Ling didn't look back and stared at the enemy with all his attention.
Oh...oh, Wu Dahai came to his senses, he stumbled and got up and ran away, and did not forget to remind him, Beauty... Be careful...
Mr. Zhang has now become a kind of beast between plants and animals. The facial features on the buds are rude and abscesses and blood bubbles, constantly making hungry and angry sounds: Humans!Human!Humans...
The rattan under its feet no longer rushed to attack, but wrapped its body around and then tightened inch by inch, like a meat grinder.
Gao Yang could not describe the disgusting scene. In less than ten seconds, the air was filled with a pungent fishy smell.
He resisted the urge to vomit and stepped forward to support Wu Dahai who ran back: Why didn't you fight just now?
I have a big fight power!Wu Dahai was righteous.
Didn’t your move just now be very powerful?Gao Yang was puzzled and snapped his fingers and turned off the game console.
That is a special voice-controlled gate. If you snap your fingers, you can turn it off.Wu Dahai said.
Gao Yang was completely speechless: Brother, you are even more useless than me for a long time?How did you get involved in the organization?Walking through the back door?Or did you open the back door yourself?Is this organization really worth joining?
Forget it, it is better to ask for yourself than to ask for others.
Are there any weapons?Gao Yang shouted to Officer Huang.
I have a golf club in the trunk of my car.Officer Huang held a gun in one hand and took out the car key from his pants pocket and threw it to Gao Yang.
Gao Yang caught the key, quickly opened the trunk, and took out a silver-white golf club.
Not far away, Mr. Zhang's body was completely crushed. Except for the flesh ball with facial features, it could also be called its brain. The other parts turned into rattan. To be precise, they were tentacles.
These tentacles are spliced by Mr. Zhang's large intestine, internal organs, muscle tissue, and cartilage, and are roughly divided into more than twenty.
Now Mr. Zhang is like a mutated octopus pressed upside down on the ground.
Whoosh swish swish swish... Three tentacles rushed towards Qingling.
Qing Ling raised his sword and fell, cutting it off quickly.
Huhuhuhu Four tentacles fell from the sky and slashed towards Qingling.
Qing Ling rolled aside and avoided the whipping of the tentacles.At this time, several tentacles crawling in the darkness along the ground had quietly touched Qingling's feet.
Qing Ling was shocked and jumped back quickly.
The tentacles were like cobras, and they jumped up with a squeak. One of them snatched Qingling's white ankles and quickly pulled Qingling back to the ground.
Bang!A bullet broke the tentacle.
Qing Ling didn't care about the pain, turned her back, and slashed the other three tentacles that were close to her.
She didn't dare to stay and ran horizontally with a long sword. In the limited number of dodges, she keenly noticed that the tentacles were centered on Mr. Zhang and the straight ejection was the fastest. When the tentacles ejected, they would be much slower if they wanted to move horizontally to catch people.
Qingling decided to circle around Mr. Zhang, so that he could reduce the chance of being caught by tentacles.
Bang Officer Huang saw the opportunity and fired three shots in the target's brain within one second.
AhAhAh…human!Human!Humans, humans, humans...
Uncle Zhang trembled in pain and let out a violent scream. Several tentacles retracted, protecting their brains.
Weakness is the head!Officer Huang shouted at Qingling, and at the same time took out a new magazine and quickly replaced it.
Qing Ling also saw this, but she didn't dare to approach her rashly.
Mr. Zhang has more than twenty tentacles, each of which is flexible and powerful. Except for the Tang sword in his hand, other weapons cannot be cut off. Moreover, even if she cuts them off, the other party can quickly repair them and grow again.
On the other hand, Qing Ling, once he fails, he will be strangled by countless tentacles and dragged towards Mr. Zhang.
Then, those tentacles should surround the subject and transform into meat grinder again. They will be grinded into meat sauce in extreme pain and become part of Mr. Zhang. His eyes, mouth, nose and ears will probably be integrated into the disgusting sarcoma. Following Mr. Zhang, he kept talking about humans, humans... As for other parts of his body, they will also become new tentacles to capture more humans...
When I thought that it would be this way of death, even if I was as cold as Qing Ling, my scalp would be numb.
There is only one chance.
Failure is hell.
Qing Ling let out a breath and suddenly ran wildly at a speed of 100 meters, constantly circling around the target. Uncle Zhang's tentacles were naturally attracted to turn around, looking like a small rotating swing.
After two minutes of high-speed operation, Qing Ling's speed slowed down. Whether it was the sprint she trained on weekdays or the talented sword god, they all had high explosive power for a short time. This would inevitably not last long and strive to fight and decide quickly.
She still has not found a perfect opportunity to cut, but before her physical strength has dropped significantly, she must take action.
Cover me!Qing Ling saw the opportunity, walked around to the side where Mr. Zhang had the least tentacles, and rushed over with his knife.
The other party's seven or eight tentacles immediately retracted, and the other dozen tentacles gathered from all directions towards the Qingling.
Qingling approached at high speed, and at the same time constantly adjusted his positioning to avoid attacks and cut off his tentacles.
The space was filled with thick blood mist, and in the sword light, the green spirit was like a blood-stained white butterfly, dancing among countless tentacles.
Officer Huang was not idle either.
He activated his talent for the Gun God and covered Qing Ling with the frequency of one bullet per second. The tentacles that escaped from the Qing Ling's blade were all interrupted by the bullets that followed him.
Everything happened in just a few seconds.
Officer Huang quickly fired all the bullets, and Qingling was already close enough to Mr. Zhang.
She dodged the side nimblely, avoided the last two tentacles, held the knife in both hands, and slashed towards Mr. Zhang's brain from top to bottom.
At that moment, everyone firmly believed that Mr. Zhang's brain would be cut in half like a fragile watermelon.However, everyone ignored the tentacles that were cut off to the ground.
The moment they landed on the ground, they swam back to the body at an extremely fast speed.
Qing Ling was about to exert force, but she felt a pain in her heel. It was countless broken tentacles swimming back hitting her heels continuously.
Qing Ling slipped his feet and although he quickly adjusted his standing posture, the strength in his waist failed to explode effectively, which caused most of the strength in his arms to lose.
A second later, she swung a huge discount.
The knife was still very strong, and the blade was still sharp, but it only split the target less than one-third of the depth. Uncle Zhang was not dead. It wailed in pain, and the re-grown tentacles swung hard, thrusting hard at Qingling's waist.
Uh... Qing Ling's weapon was out of hand, flew a few meters away, and rolled on the ground twice in a row.Before she gave up, she stretched out her right hand to Uncle Zhang, a few meters away, and her five fingers suddenly opened: Metal!
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