CHAPTER 67 I WANT TO FIGHT AS SOON AS I WRITE ABOUT FIGHTING
Abujos has a bad personality.
This is a secret that no one in the class knows except for Rong Zhao and Song Qingqing.
It's like no matter how he disguises it, the two girls have already seen his true face, so they won't be deceived. As for the others, because they are too well disguised outside, even if there is an occasional sense of disobedience, they still firmly believe that Abjos is definitely a sweet and cute little angel.
Rong Zhao is in a good state of mind to be able to look down on the perverts, and the other classmates are happy onlookers who don't know the truth. Only Song Qingqing, she often has to worry about how to face a psychologically abnormal essence alone.
"Are you a fool?" the sweet little angel still maintained a sweet smile, but the words that came out of his mouth made the onlookers wonder if they had gone to the wrong set: "It must be a fool." He affirmed, and then continued to say mercilessly: "I sent you a chariot, or even more useful, to become a bishop, but you used him as a pawn. ā
"Do you think it's so simple to find a person with enough identity and ability?" Abhos casually played with his somewhat messy curls, his sweet eyes bent at Song Qingqing, who was accidentally approaching, and his mouth was still cold and vicious: "What a good situation, I have laid out so long and buried so many foreshadowings, I only need you idiot to complete the last step to take people away...... And then OK, such a foolish task was actually messed up by you. ā
Song Qingqing's body stiffened in place, a little unsure whether to leave the scene of the metamorphosis.
Just listening to a word and a half, you know that this guy is not doing anything good, and it is rare to have the opportunity to find out the enemy's situation, yes, the problem is that this person seems not afraid of listening to himself!
And Song Qingqing has to think about whether she can withstand the high-risk plot of "You know too much".
Just as she was thinking about it, Song Qingqing's own mobile phone also rang, and she reflexively answered the sound, as soon as she connected it, Zhao Yixuan hurriedly said "sister" on the other side, followed by a popping sound, and the communication was cut off instantly.
The whole sound effect process is short and full of suspense.
Song Qingqing: "......" didn't understand what was going on at all.
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The crosshair infrared focused on the red-haired man's forehead, Xi Xiuyuan held the sniper rifle smoothly with both hands, and his body stood in front of Zhao Yixuan and stared at the scope calmly: "Yan Heng, for Xiao Zhao's sake, I don't want to kill you." ā
Zhao Yixuan pinched the mobile phone that was too high and exploded to death, and looked at Xi Xiuyuan standing in front of him stupidly, unable to figure out how the other party had such high self-confidence.
This red-haired head who suddenly broke in was definitely a master, and he had no authority to crush the passage down the way, and it was not a matter for any metal door to intercept and get stuck in front of him, and it only took one punch to bomb the defensive line...... If it's not enough, add one more punch at most, it can't be more.
Looking at the real yĆ n room, which was originally bright and tidy but now looks like a post-war ruin, you can see that there are fragments of buildings and instruments everywhere, and even Zhao Yixuan himself was disgraced by the aftermath...... The coat is better than the snow, and the whole person has a unique master style, which is simply independent.
Of course, the other scientific researchers have already run away very skillfully, and by the way, they also took the medical team to go out to take refuge together, and only Xi Xiuyuan and Zhao Yixuan, who were unlucky enough to be blocked together, were left on the entire floor of the Ministry of Science.
Yan Heng raised his hand boredly, the sleeves of his clothes had already been pulled to the elbow position, and the entire palm of his hand slowly burned and wrapped a blazing flame along with half of his forearm: "Xi Xiuyuan, I know you." Long story short, I just need core weapons. As he spoke, the corners of his lips hooked, and he deliberately repeated the other party's lines, and his long tone brought out full of mockery and contempt: "The same...... For Xiao Zhao's sake, I can not kill you. ā
Xi Xiuyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he took half a step back calmly, pressing down his body's center of gravity to stabilize the lower plate, and at the same time did not hesitate to fire a few shots, and the sharp and whistling special bullets shot at the opponent one after another, and the recoil brought by him made his shoulders hit two knuckle-sized bruises.
The sudden attack had no effect, Zhao Yixuan's eyes couldn't catch the trajectory of the sniper bullet, but when he could see it, he found that the ground in front of Yan Heng was melted into several small pits by the hot metal liquid, and the latter even stood in place without moving, only a circle of white flames around him that rose earlier than before the shot buckled his whole person in the center like a cover.
Yan Heng lazily glanced at the hole in front of his feet and pouted: "Do you think the S-class is such a simple energy that can be understood with common sense?"
Xi Xiuyuan's pupils shrank suddenly.
Immediately after that, Yan Heng suddenly opened his five fingers and raised them, and the fire and heat that were originally condensed in his palm suddenly jumped and boiled even more, and the color of the flame faded from crimson to golden white, struggling and tumbling to be continuously compressed, making a fine and crisp sound of energy bursting.
Xi Xiuyuan really hasn't fought directly with an S-level powerhouse, even if he has a mature ability system, but after all, he is not a full-time combatant.
But even so, it didn't prevent Xi Xiuyuan from instinctively feeling the threat from the flames in Yan Heng's hand.
Without hesitation, the weapon in his hand was disintegrated back to an atomic state and scattered, Xi Xiuyuan simply bent over and supported the ground with his arms, and at the same time the huge shield rose from the ground, he grabbed Zhao Yixuan and dodged to the side.
In the next moment, the wind that swept the heat wave had already swept past the two of them.
Not only was the shield melted and quickly evaporated into gases and disappeared, but even the ground left a long scorching trail.
"It's really strong. ā
Xi Xiuyuan calmly appreciated, his palm selectively touched the wall around him, and the cold metal touch fell into the palm of his hand at the same time, and he naturally began to analyze, break up, and assemble, but in an instant, a new weapon was slowly grabbed out of the wall by him as if by magic, and the originally smooth wall was missing a piece.
āā¦ā¦ Metal is not enough. There were still some other ingredients missing from the weapon molding, Xi Xiuyuan casually grabbed a long whip from his arms and threw it to Zhao Yixuan, and ordered: "Delay the time, smoke him." ā
"Huh?" Zhao Yixuan was dumbfounded.
Yan Heng was raising his hand to prepare to send out a second round of flames, but when he heard this request that seemed to be sent to death, he first understood: "This is the core weapon?"
"That's right. Xi Xiuyuan sneered while screening the metal molecules under his hands, and his tone was unusually rational: "If you have the ability, you can burn it." (To be continued.) )