When he arrived at the unlit street, Zhang San finally knew why the video was not live, except for the combatants, there were only these shadow people.

Poinsettia asks everyone to protect themselves, so on the main road, the starry sky warriors fight and hide, and the shadow people chase after them, which also plays a role in directing the system.

Dawn has not yet come, it is the darkest hour, and the artificial little sun plays a big role. The young starry warrior and the shadow man are three shadows, eerily dancing together in the light.

Zhang San's mind moved, and he directly entered the anthropomorphic state. After using it twice, he understood that this time energy ball was more advanced than the backtracking ball, and there was no tearing pain.

The paint gun fired, and a purple shadow crept through it.

The starry sky warrior who was in danger on the side breathed a sigh of relief and stuffed a golden bean to replenish his strength. But he was shocked to find that the purple shadow was picked up by a black gun. Teeth and claws swept through the air, and fell to the ground with a clatter.

The purple shadow quickly stood up, a little dazed, not knowing where to attack.

However, the purple shadow did not fade, and it was still a close to condensed figure.

He turned his head to look and saw that this person was like entering a no-man's land, poking at the black spear one by one, and the colorful shadows flew one after another, and soon rescued all the starry sky warriors.

"Zhang San, is it really you?" he heard the voice of instructor Huang Li, as happy as a child seeing his relatives.

"Boy, kill them. The third brother sat on the ground and vomited, shouting loudly.

Zhang San looked at the corpses all over the ground, and shot out angrily, and those shadow people were consciously picked by him towards the unlit street. He counted very clearly, a total of 19 shadows here, all of which he threw at the crossroads.

A group of colorful figures, huddled together in a trance, facing different directions, under the illumination of the strong light, make people wonder if they are in a dream.

Zhang San didn't have time to chat with his acquaintances, so he rushed again with a gun.

He knew that the reason why he could pick up the fly was because of the collapse energy in the paint gun. This thing seems to be quite advanced, and it has a compressive effect on any other energy, and some can even be compressed into a point and snatched directly over.

The shadow man must be some kind of energy body, but he doesn't know the name, and he should be quite advanced. I don't know if the collapse energy is disdainful of snatching, or it can't be collected. It's just that the moment of contact freezes the operation of this energy.

As a result, when they are pierced by the Paint Lance, they become entities for a short period of time and can be picked off.

At this point, he swung his gun and pulled them like garbage into the unlit streets. In the stunned eyes of the starry sky warriors, they all pushed into the street.

Then I saw that Zhang San didn't pay attention to it anymore, and ran to the east with a smoke.

"Go guard the intersection. Huang Li reacted and led more than 20 people to line up at the corner of the street.

I saw these shadow figures standing blankly on both sides of the street, as if they were frozen.

"Don't take the initiative to attack. Huang Li ordered again. When they go up, they can only increase the casualties. Her gaze crossed the unlit street and saw that Zhang San had already fought with the shadow man on the other end.

This time it was even more violent, because Zhang San had his back to the unlit street, and after each shot was stabbed, it was thrown backwards, and the shadow man was thrown straight into the middle of the street by him.

"Instructor, who is he?" asked the person next to him in surprise.

"Zhang San, let's go to the waterlogged land together. Appearing here, it is estimated that he solved the trouble on the roof of the world. It's so fierce, I don't know when, I got this level. When the Star Warrior saw Huang Li speak, his eyes moved again, as if there were little stars flying in his pupils.

"Oh, is it Zhang San who is holding you for a photo?" someone suddenly realized.

"Hmm. Huang Li's answer was actually a greasy feeling wafting.

"Does dog food smell?" everyone looked at Huang Li strangely.

19 The shadow man finally relented, rushed into the nearby courtyard in a flash, and fled.

Over there, Zhang San had already turned around and violently rushed towards the shadow man in the middle of the street. The gun in his hand forked these things around like a scarecrow. He deliberately controlled the technique, and the fork distance was only a few meters, just enough for him to abuse back and forth over and over again.

At the east end of the unlit street, Poinsettia led more than a dozen people to appear in the field of vision. The small artificial sun at the other end illuminated them into silhouettes, and the shadows grew longer and longer.

The others stopped at the street entrance, and Poinsettia continued on her way. The click of high heels echoes the intersection of Zhang San's paint gun.

"You stay here, I'll go and see. Huang Li saw Poinsettia walk in, and she ran hurriedly. If it weren't for the task that the system contains, it would have followed long ago.

"Hey, you're an instructor, how can you ......," someone shouted unconvinced.

"Hehe, I'm the instructor, I have the final say. You are in place. Huang Li didn't look back.

"Does it work?" asked Poinsettia.

"It doesn't seem to work. "Zhang Sanshou didn't stop.

"Then there's no need. ”

"I still have one class time, and it's uncomfortable to be empty. ”

"Oh. Poinsettia watched Zhang San continue to perform.

14 shadows. Huang Li counted it, feeling uncomfortable. There were 300 of them, 266 Star Warriors died, and 33 Shadow People were all there.

Seeing that Zhang San was abusing him now playing tricks, she whispered, "Can you fight according to one?"

"It makes sense, too. Zhang San replied, "You all stand behind me." ”

He picked the other shadow people into the courtyard, knocked down the last yellow shadow with a single shot, and shot like the wind, instantly stabbing the shadow man all over his body. On the bluestone slab on the street, a humanoid debris appeared.

Huang Li was delighted to see that the shadow man began to blur.

"Haha, it's been pricked. Come on, Zhang San!" Huang Li shouted with joy.

Zhang San shook his spirits, and the paint gun brought out a series of afterimages. Poinsettia noticed that his marksmanship was improving dramatically. Now every shot pierces just enough, but it doesn't hit the stone chips under the shadow man.

Especially the speed of the gun, fighting his eyesight, he can't see clearly.

Is this still anthropomorphic?

Although the yellow shadow figure is blurred, the color has not faded. Zhang San reluctantly found that it seemed that he could only do so.

"The ball goes in. He had a flash of inspiration.

The black ball instantly disappeared into the yellow shadow.

Zhang San remembered that on the roof of the world, the black ball could lock the golden hexahedron, hoping that it would also be effective for the shadow people.

He put away his gun and stood, turning his head to Poinsettia and Huang Li and smiling brightly, "You guys have worked hard. ”

"Don't be a snubber. Huang Li reminded nervously.

Zhang San turned around and saw the ball slowly turning in the yellow shadow, without sending back any unusual information.

The yellow shadow kept turning, but the color remained the same. It seems that the ball can only prevent it from forming.

The morning sun shone into the unlit street, and the day dawned. Everyone couldn't help but let out a long breath.

The yellow shadow suddenly rolled violently and flew into the nearby yard. The three of them were immersed in the relaxation of the sunrise, and they didn't have time to stop it.

"That's right. Zhang San's eyes were good, and when he saw the originally solid yellow shadow man, he only escaped with an outline. On the black ball, just a part of the yellow shadow was swallowed into it.

"Is this forcibly split?" Poinsettia asked curiously.

"Broken tail to survive, this thing is too difficult to deal with. Zhang San nodded, retracted the ball, the period of weakness was approaching.