Chapter 45: Mutation (4)
Yang Haohui's last plan was to beg for mercy.
"It's so boring, I'm expecting a little bit from you. Hannibo shook his head and looked at the wooden cabinet in front of him. The cabinet door trembled slightly, and it was not difficult to imagine that the boy inside was trembling naked.
Hannibo felt that it was a pity, he could rarely find pleasure in hunting such a weak opponent. But it is not surprising that he has seen too many people who claim to be hard bones but later cry in front of him and beg for mercy, and he has also met more than once people who even want to live at the cost of betraying their friends and relatives. Forest Spirits, Hybrids, Yuan Demon ...... Even human beings are such fragile creatures, in the face of a powerful force that is impossible to defeat, anyone will choose to succumb.
Therefore, he never treats people as human beings, and the so-called human nature is nothing but worthless perseverance from low to dust.
It's both true and ugly.
The five people of the Hunter Pavilion slowly stepped forward at the same time, slowly approaching the trembling cabinet door, and in a moment they were only a door away from Yang Haohui. Hannibo pulled the doorknob, and the winner was decided.
"That's it......" he slammed open the door, forgetting to say the victory declaration that followed.
It's still not Yang Haohui, hitting the cabinet door and making it shake...... It was just a ball of yarn flying back and forth and hitting a wall everywhere! At the same moment, the center of the sink that none of them cared about suddenly cracked, and a fierce stream of water suddenly sprayed out in the form of a column of water! The five people of the Hunter Pavilion subconsciously looked in that direction, and the water flow gathered in the air and quickly solidified, turning into a naked blue-haired boy...... It's Yang Haohui!
At the moment when everyone was shocked and flustered, Yang Haohui jumped into the crowd and went straight to the hunting nose. Right in front of her, he slammed his half-crippled hands in front of her eyes, letting out a silent but roaring cry like a lion's rage: "Flashbang!"
Intense bright light explodes in the palm of your hand!
Everything happened in less than a fraction of a second, but behind the scenes, it was a gamble that cost your life.
Yang Haohui fled to the Botanical Garden to fight not to find Bacardi's help in the first place, and he also knew that because of the cultural festival, the old man, who was the vice principal, would receive foreign guests with Qianji in the center of the school palace today. He came here for one purpose, and that was the sewers.
When he was working before, he had complained that the heavy snow blocked the sewer and it was not easy to clean it, and it was through this sewer that his blood strayed into the leyline palace before he woke up the babbling and exploding Yuan Dan. It was a place that only he knew about and the best hiding place he could find. After all, no normal person would have thought that a big living person could hide in a narrow pipe, but for Yang Haohui, it was this "common sense" that became the best cover.
γWater Mode.Liquefaction.Whole Bodyγ
The reason why clothes are stacked in front of the wooden cabinet door is naturally not because Yang Haohui has exhibitionism, and liquefaction cannot work on clothes. This is a flaw that can easily cause the plan to be exposed, but as long as you add a note begging for mercy and let the blast pill pretend to be herself, you can easily produce a false impression of "offering a gift and begging for mercy", and Yang Haohui also needs other abnormal movements to attract the attention of the Hunter Pavilion to ensure the success of this flashbang. At that time, he was hiding in the torrent of the underground water pipe next to the wooden cabinet, quite close to the explosion Yuan Dan. He overlapped the position of himself and the elixir, and it was easy for him to make an error in the perception of the spirit of the ear hunter.
But Rao thought everything through to the fullest, and this is still a dangerous means that if you make a mistake for half a point, you will die instantly. This was the first time that Yang Haohui had used liquefaction for his whole body, and with his previous Yuan Energy consumption, he was not sure that he could support the Yuan Technique. As long as there is even a second of detachment, he will be squeezed into a sausage-like mixed blood sludge in the narrow pipe. The greater threat is the lack of oxygen and the torrents in the sewers, and the cost of systemic liquefaction is a decrease in the body's strength and quality. If he couldn't resist the force of the current, it would still be a trivial matter to be washed away, but whenever he touched the filter made of the Lock God Stone, he would be cut into strips of minced meat in the next second due to the failure of the Yuan Energy.
But he survived, the feeling of suffocation, the pressure of the water, and the residual chemicals in the pipes corroded him
Survived.
There was neither defeat nor succumbing.
I can't die, and I won't die, because I haven't slaughtered you with my own hands, and I haven't been able to avenge that girl as beautiful as a sunflower...... If I die, who will hunt you down to the end of hell!
The second-order flashbang will not have a great impact on the ninth-order elemental, and the strength and steel bar of the elementalist's optic nerve are undoubted. But half a second, no, a quarter of a second is enough. Because Yang Haohui still held half of the water pipe in his hand, half of the water pipe that was broken before coming out. It is unknown whether the flashbang can interrupt the 'mute' element technique of the hunting nose, but no matter how strong the elementalist is, he must be afraid of the Locking God Stone...... The strainers of the water pipes are all made of locking stones!
Taking advantage of the enemy's brief blindness, Yang Haohui poured the weight of his whole body into the water pipe and stabbed it fiercely in the chest of the hunter. With his strength, the section of the water pipe could only pierce half an inch, but the lock god stone at the cross-section had already touched her skin, and the "silence" was broken! Yang Haohui lost his inertia and fell to the ground, and the sound of his long-lost body colliding with the ground sounded in his ears again!
With the last step, he raised the arm that had not been deliberately reserved by Shenxing, and struck the communication snail that had already been taken out of the travel ring with all his might. There's only a moment, and there's only time to tap. But enough, "one bit" is the number of the old madman who was obsessed with research he first met!
It seems that the moat in front of him suddenly broke through at this time, and the only opportunity that Bo Ming grabbed this time to notify the outside world of support was connected.
"Save me!"
The next moment, the communication snail was shattered by the foot of one foot. Yang Haohui was hit by a ferocious kick and flew up in the air, and a dazzling knife light swept in front of his eyes. Yang Haohui's arms disappeared at the same time. Before he could cry out in pain, the water pipe that had been nailed into the hunter's body had already swept into his lute bone with a wave of air, and he was pushed by the huge impact of the hammer into the hard steel wall behind him, and firmly nailed to it.
Hannibo slowly withdrew his ghost-headed sword Yuanwu, and his ever-smiling eyes flowed with a rare visible anger to the naked eye, like a beating spark. He walked up to Yang Haohui and punched the boy in the abdomen. The sound of his stomach popping was clear and piercing, and Yang Haohui's wild blood stained half of his clothes red.
"If it weren't for the grown-in-a-grown, I'd have stuck your head in my ass. Hannibal's forehead twitched, and after a moment he sighed and smiled, "Look down on you, I can finally understand what the lord wants from you." You 'person' is really scary. β
Yang Haohui lowered his head and vomited blood, and sticky black blood mixed with stomach acid flowed out of his mouth and nose. He was speechless, and the blood flowing up his abdominal cavity was blocking his trachea and vocal cords, and it was difficult to even breathe. But he actually smiled, and his smile was cold and fearless. For some reason, Hannibo saw his smile and the corners of his forehead suddenly twitched a few times, and the figure of the boy in front of him gradually overlapped with a certain sandalwood-scented girl.
"I'm not called No. 6, my name is Frey Allet. β
Before being burned into a pile of charred black coal, the girl had laughed like this.
Hannibo suddenly felt a little irritated, and he raised his hand in retaliation and pinched every inch of Yang Haohui's body, along with the throat bone that he had just called for help and caused the plan to collapse. This boy can't call for help anymore, and he still has the Lock God Stone Seal Yuan Energy nailed to his shoulder, and he can't play any tricks this time.
"Boss, I'm sorry. The sound of nose hunting came from behind.
"It has nothing to do with you, this time is indeed the most difficult in the veritable name, and even I fell for the trick. Hannibo plucked Yang Haohui from the wall and threw it to the ground, "You've already consumed a lot of 'silence', so don't use it anymore." Let's evacuate as soon as possible, his plea for help has been conveyed to the outside. β
He turned his head to look at the mouth of the hunter again, "Mouth, how far is this from the nearest entrance?"
"The botanical garden is on the edge of the Dream Soul, less than a minute walk. As an intelligence gatherer, Hunter quickly sorted out the location in his mind, and used the material to refine the sand table and pointed out the location to the others.
"Good. Hannibo picked up Yang Haohui and looked at Hunter, "It's hard not to attract attention when you take such a bloodied person out of the school palace, you can find a bag and put him up." If it is discovered, you who have the most destructive power will be responsible for the break, and directly release the meta-technique to the tourist cargo group here. Then don't fight, just run. β
As soon as he heard that the boss had lifted the ban on killing, Hunter immediately laughed excitedly. The others surrounded the hunt and perfected their escape plan on the sand table, and he turned to the storage room to rummage through the boxes and cabinets. But there were very few bags in this room full of bottles and jars, let alone sacks that could hold a large living person. Just as he was scratching his head and distressed, a thin old hand suddenly stretched out his face and pointed in the direction of the wooden cabinet, and a flat voice came from behind: "There are three drawers, and you don't need to be careful when looking for things." β
"Oh, sorry boss, I'm a little excited to think that I'll be able to kill later......" Eyehunter's voice stopped abruptly, he turned his head stiffly inch by inch, and a sharp chill instantly exploded from his toes to his brain. It's not Hanniba, but an old man with three strands of beard tied up in small flowers...... The old man named Bacardi Volga, the vice-principal of the Dream Soul Academy!
"Boss, enemy attack!" roared Hunter.
The rest of the four people from the Hunter Pavilion who were concentrating on the discussion didn't have time to react, and Bacardi only did one simple thing and waved his hands.
There is no flickering light of meta energy, which means that this is just pure ** power. It was hard to imagine that such a thin arm could burst out with such great power, and the fierce wind that the old man set off when he palmed it out was like a solid wall that had been pushed over it! The hard pure steel load-bearing wall in the storage room made an overwhelming "squeak" sound, twisting and denting at a speed visible to the naked eye. All five people from the Hunter Pavilion flew off the ground and were pressed against the wall by the violent wind. The next moment, the wall could no longer support this huge pressure and shattered, and the five people of the Hunter Pavilion were forcibly fanned out of the botanical garden with only one palm!
They tumbled and fell into the dense forest behind the botanical garden, and hurriedly got up at the same time to adjust their posture. Everyone was stunned, they didn't notice when Bacardi arrived, the old man's means of infiltration were like a disembodied ghost! At the same time, something even more shocking happened, completely unknown when the sun on Hannibault's shoulder disappeared, and even the leather mask with the five of them hiding their true faces was nowhere to be seen!
Shen Xiong's breathing came from the botanical garden room, instantly overpowering all sounds. Anyone could hear the wrath contained in the voice, as if a ferocious beast was swallowing wind and thunder in the clouds, followed by a clear and heavy footsteps like a nail chiseled iron plate. The meta-technique of nose hunting has not been canceled, and it can break through the shackles of "silence" and make a sound in the field...... It could only be because the Invading Realm Hunter is far more powerful than the Nose Hunter.
"Aha, excuse me......" Hannibo could barely keep smiling, but a drop of cold sweat unconsciously slipped down his forehead and down his cheek.
In the deep and dark holes in the wall, Bacardi held Yang Haohui in his hand and held five human skins in his hand and slowly stepped into the sunlight. He looked at the bloody boy in his arms, and there was no smile on his old face that was always laughing and always crazy.
"Bacardi ...... Grandpa?" Yang Haohui, who was confused, barely opened his eyes.
"The body is very strong, just live. Bajia had to carefully put down Yang Haohui, and refined a few Baishiling flowers to feed him. This kind of medicinal plant in nature already has a miraculous healing effect, and it is refined from the ninth order cultivation of Bacardi, and after taking it, the Yang Haohui breath immediately stabilized, and all the wounds began to heal rapidly, "Lie down and don't move, just watch the play." β
Bacardi slowly got up and moved his shoulders, his bones crackling with his movements. He folded the leather mask in his hand and tucked it into his cuffs, and glanced up at the five people in the Hunter Pavilion. A pair of old yellow eyes that usually require a bachelor's mirror to see, but at this moment, their eyes are as sharp as a sword.
The old man spoke word by word in a solemn voice, and the words were plain and like thunder.
"Wait for the rats, will I have no one in my dreams?"
To be continued......