Originally, Wang Peng wanted to choose the host, but there were too many wires on the host, and it would take time to clean up after all, so he would smash the monitor instead of himself, so that the cyborg would be full of old punches.

After smashing three or four times in a row, Wang Peng pretended to be exhausted and stopped, but stopping did not mean that he would stop acting.

He tossed the monitor and ran to the side, picking up something from the ground.

It was the machete that the cyborg had dropped to the ground because his palm had been blown up.

Although the tip of the knife was also blown up with the previous explosion, there was still half of the blade, which was enough.

"Hold his arm tightly, don't let go!" Wang Peng said to the wind boy, raised his leg and stepped on the cyborg, picked up half of the machete, and slashed at the opponent's only remaining leg.

chose to chop his legs, Wang Peng was considered.

Although it is impossible for a cyborg to be like Lin Wen's liquid metal that can reconstitute itself, the obviously modulated body is definitely more resistant to pain than others.

Just looking at the one in front of him, one palm and one leg, but still fierce, Wang Peng knew that if he chose the other party's body to go under the knife, the effect would not be very good without exposing his own strength.

In this case, it is better to cut off the other one, so that the cyborg completely loses the ability to move, so that even if the other party is dying and struggling, Wang Peng does not have to worry, the other party will drag him to the back.

The knife edge is uneven, and the feel is a little dull, but all this is not a big deal for Wang Peng!

Anyway, the legs of cyborgs are going to be cut off by him.

Even if someone is paying attention to him, they only know what he is doing, and they don't pay attention to too many details, so Wang Peng uses his strength, but he still has a good grasp and doesn't cut it off all at once.

But even so, after five or six knives, after the knife edge had been curled, the tough leg of the cyborg was successfully taken down by Wang Peng.

With a flick of his foot, he kicked the broken leg to the side, and slashed at the back of the cyborg with the knife.

However, after only two cuts, Wang Peng threw away the knife casually, not to mention the edge of the knife, even the blade was a little curled, and it was completely useless.

"Dude, I can only help you so much, you can work your own for the rest, come on!" Wang Peng said to the boy who played with the wind, encouraged him again, then clapped his hands and walked back to the house.

He didn't dare to leave the house for too long, Lu Qianqian and Xue Yan were still inside, he had to keep an eye on the movement and protect their safety.

With Wang Peng's help, the wind boy finally spent a lot of effort, fighting for more injuries, and finally killed the cyborg.

"Huh~Huh~" He walked to Wang Peng's feet with a firm will, and "snapped" just fell to the ground, panting, not wanting to move at all, not even his little finger was unwilling to move.

Other cyborgs, he doesn't want to care, whoever he loves, go.

"Help...... Me!"

The boy who played with the wind was very difficult and said to Wang Peng.

"I already helped once just now!" Wang Peng said with a smile, his mother said that when refusing other people's requests, you must be polite and polite.

"Again, again...... Help!" The boy struggled to get his meaning out.

Wang Peng was slow, shook his head, and responded: "Don't help, I helped, and it won't do me any good!"

"I, give, you money!"

The Kid got to the point right away.

"How much?"

The corners of Wang Peng's mouth twitched and asked.

"All, me, on me, there are millions!" said the Kid of the Wind, and he was out more than he was in.

"Oh! how can you help?" Wang Peng raised his eyebrows, he couldn't imagine that this kid still had so much money, it seems that the stranger is really rich!

"The card in the trouser pocket, there's a small box next to it, feed a pill!"

Smiling, Wang Peng moved directly, took it out, and when he pulled it out, he was already holding three bank cards, plus a small box as the other party said.

"Yes, yes, quick!"

The boy said with trembling lips, looking at the box held in front of Wang Peng, his eyes were very excited.

"Wait!"

Wang Peng put the card away, and then opened the box, there were three thin pills in it, the same size, the same shape and color.

Picking up one, Wang Peng pinched the chin of the boy and slapped the pill in.

"Uh~uh~" The kid did "uh".

Wang Peng immediately understood that he didn't have water to take it, and the pill was not able to swallow it at all.

Without letting go of his hand, Wang Peng picked up the bowl of instant noodles that Hai Qingzi had eaten, and poured the noodle soup into the mouth of the boy who played with the wind.

At this time, the boy who played with the wind had obviously passed, and when he returned to the light, his eyes began to drift, and his face quickly turned pale.

But the pill is quite magical, and the effect is unusually fast.

Wang Peng judged that almost as soon as he passed his throat, the pale face of the boy began to fade, and his eyes regained a little brilliance.

The boy didn't speak, and began to run the ability in his body, which had long since run out of oil.

It should be with the help of medicinal power, he recovered a little, and soon the playful boy opened his eyes.

Out of nowhere, I found another pill, which was larger than the previous one, and although the color was white, the shade was different.

After identifying it, without saying a word, he threw it into his mouth and began to chew a few bites, then swallowed, closed his eyes again, Wang Peng looked at him, and his demeanor this time was much calmer.

Ignoring him anymore, Wang Peng looked at the battlefields everywhere.

Under the attack of the three cyborgs, although the red-haired woman was not embarrassed to the point of dying like a boy playing with the wind, she could only use the method of fighting and try her best to defend there.

The girl who listens to the music is a little better, facing a black cat and three cyborgs, but she advances and retreats in an orderly manner, and from time to time she can slash at the enemy's body with an axe.

The main reason is that her axe is too rebellious, as long as it is hit by her small axe, it must be bleeding non-stop, and there is an energy that has been acting on the wound and preventing the wound from healing.

However, the mustachioed black cat, greedy for the large number of people on his side, basically took the offensive.

It's just that it is particularly cunning in itself, as long as it sees the axe raised, it must dodge in advance, not giving the girl a chance.

Hai Qingzi's doppelganger, facing the beard alone, has a lot of difficulty.

His pair of blue light turned into fist gloves, although they are very powerful, but his movements are too graceful, and there is a dusty fairy aura, so so far, there is no one who can be next to the bearded man's body.

"True mother!"

Wang Peng gave Hai Qingzi a comment.

(End of chapter)