Lin Sanjiu actually walked into the encirclement of the two cadres with a loud roar - this matter, the rest of the people did not pay attention to it, let alone think of it.

Because everybody is busy right now.

With a soft "boom", a fierce air flow exploded violently, and Marther, who was running desperately, "slammed" and hit his head in the air, almost falling.

Reaching out and touching it, the originally invisible air seemed to have become a wall at this time, and I didn't know where the boundary was. She covered her nose and turned around, looking at Chen Jinfeng not far away.

The smile on the latter's face really couldn't be stopped, he rubbed his hands contentedly, and took two steps forward: "Look, aren't we meeting again." ”

Marser looked at him coldly, lowered his hand, and his nails stretched out.

Even though the searchlights were trying to illuminate the oasis, it was hard to see in the dark of night without the metal-reflective transparent nails. Only when Marsher's own gaze swept over her, she could see that the nails on both of her tail fingers were broken, empty, and two missing.

Chen Jinfeng didn't pay attention to her battle posture at all, his eyes stopped on her chest, and then he smiled: "By the way, I've seen Feng Qiqi." ”

Marser looked up suddenly.

"It seems that the relationship between the two of you is still very bad. This morning, he not only told me the reason why you disappeared last time, but also told me a little about your nails......" Chen Jinfeng laughed annoyingly, and his voice was sticky: "In short, if I break your nails one by one." You can't hurt me, can you? ”

12Have you ever seen Chen Jinfeng? Where is he now?

Knowing that the other party would not answer this question, Marser didn't bother to ask. She spat out a sentence without any ups and downs: "If you want to avoid my nails, you can try it." ”

The smile on Chen Jinfeng's face faded. He slapped his palms twice. As the sound faded into the air, a circle of ripple-like colors rippled around them, and it didn't take a breath for the surrounding scene to change.

Gone were the dimly lit factory area with columns of searchlight from the upper floors - replaced by a jungle in the bright sun. Tall, strange-looking plants stood tall and covered with ankle-grazing meadows. The place where Marser was located was quite open. When I looked up, I saw a small blue sky reflected between the thick green foliage.

The place where Chen Jinfeng was standing just now was empty at the moment, only a few small yellow huā.

She took a few cautious steps. Listen intently to the movements around you.

Chen Jinfeng's voice suddenly came from the blue sky: "...... The last time you saw me open the nest, it was just the most rudimentary form. Today I fully unfolded it, how about it, pretty, right? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a high-speed whirling shadow suddenly shot out from behind him—fast, but the wind was so subtle that it was almost inaudible, and when it flew to the back of Marther's head, she suddenly turned to one side. The thing flew in front of her and landed on the ground.

On the tip of her nose, a trail of blood slowly oozed out at this time.

Marsher looked at it in horror. Only to find out that the thing turned out to be a wild huā.

The hardened wild huā, the huā petals unfolded stiffly, and the edges flashed with sharp knife light, and once it was turned, it was simply a beautiful meat grinder. She picked up the huā and gently cut it at her hair, and the red hair immediately fell down in a flutter.

"Haha. How's that, not bad, right? Sue sù you. Everything in my lair can be turned into a weapon...... Don't just beware of ambitions. ”

Glancing up at the source of the voice, the next second Marser suddenly took a step and sprang, and behind her one after another sharp flakes fell densely from the sky, as if chasing her, until she ran a full twenty meters before stopping.

When she looked back, she saw that there were hard white clouds on the ground.

"Everything" can be turned into a weapon! She cursed and quickly surveyed the nest.

Although the blue sky seems endless and the jungle is getting deeper and deeper, this lair cannot really be infinite, and it must still be subject to the physical limitations of reality. In the case of the last infirmary, the lair only occupied one room, and there were still people coming and going......

The question now is where Chen Jinfeng is hiding in this not vast and boundless space.

"I said—" His voice rang out again, and the moment Mather looked up, a green shadow whipped at him. She hurriedly dodged it, only to find that this time it was not her who was targeted, but her hand—the curly vine stopped in the air and shook, two long nails falling out of it.

When I looked down, I saw that the ring and middle fingers of my left hand were empty, and only the stubble of my fingernails remained.

"There are eight more-" Chen Jinfeng's smug voice was amplified: "When your nails are gone, I'll go out to see you, let's have a good time, ah?" ”

No, she only has six nails left.

A drop of cold sweat slid down Marsher's forehead, and she became a little agitated. She couldn't put her nails away, and once she did, she didn't even have the last weapon of self-defense.

Where would he be?

She touched her pockets and was disappointed. I've been in the oasis for too long, and I'm used to the electric lights, and I don't have the habit of carrying a lighter...... Otherwise, you can set a fire and try it.

In the corner of the field of vision, another dark shadow flew at a rapid pace, and Marser did not know what it was, and did not dare to parry it with her nails, so she had to turn and flee - but as soon as she turned around, a dozen or so branches flew towards her whizzing. She was in a hurry, and rolled on the ground with her head in her hands.

"Okay, there's only seven left!" With Chen Jinfeng's laughter, another nail was broken and pierced on the branch.

Five -- that's the number of nails she still has. There are two more on the left hand. There are three more in the right hand.

Hey?

Marsher froze suddenly.

In Chen Jinfeng's lair, the warm sun is not strong. The sun shines harmoniously on the green leaves and branches, reflecting the blue sky. A qiē is very clean and clear. Unlike the dim light of the oasis, everything in this nest is delicate.

So, why hasn't Chen Jinfeng found out that the number of nails is wrong?

What is he passing through to see clearly......?

Marser grunted and swallowed. Resist so passively. The nails will soon be all broken, and you will be a fish on the board - it is better to take a risk.

The heart was beating violently. Shocking her chest, her chest trembled—Marsher looked left and right, then suddenly let go of her steps and turned her head and sped away into the thick, shady jungle.

This time, she had no scruples. He exerted his maximum speed and swooped straight into the depths of the dense forest like an afterimage.

Countless blades of grass, branches, and huā flowers behind him floated into the air at the same time, densely packed, covering most of the sky—a sight to behold.

"What's wrong? Are you trying to hide? I don't know if it's an illusion, Chen Jinfeng's voice seems to be a little different from just now. Immediately, hundreds of huā grasses that had turned into lethal weapons behind them swooped and rushed straight into the dense forest.

Not only the pursuers behind him—countless glittering branches and leaves also appeared within the jungle. Gathered into a terrible number, raining down on Mather.

Even she didn't know how she was going.

Two forearms that protect the head and face. It was already drenched in blood, and some of the valgus wounds were even deep into the bones; There are several steel pieces on the thighs, and every step of the run is as painful as if the nerves in the legs are about to be severed. Not to mention the clothes, which had long since turned into rags in the rainstorm-like attack, revealing the snow-white and blood-red skin underneath.

However, Chen Jinfeng didn't even mention her half-naked appearance - instead, the number of reports in her mouth became tighter than the other. There was even a hint of uneasiness in his voice: "Six, five, four—"

He reported the exact number of fingernails that Mather had lost.

"Three!"

When he reported three. In fact, when there was only one Marser left, it was as if the endless woods had finally stopped by a river.

The surface of the river glows with microwaves, shimmering little by little golden in the sun.

Looking at the river, Mather's blood-stained face revealed a smile that could almost be called hideous. The only remaining nail had already been protected by her body, and no matter how crazy the attack from behind became, Chen Jinfeng could not continue to count down.

"I found it anyway......"

Almost at the same time as she said this, the regular golden light on the river surface shattered, and the waves splashed in all directions, and a figure jumped out, flying towards the other side.

"Do you have times when you're scared?" Marser chuckled. Never before had there ever been such a great burst of power in her body.

Under the blue sky that cast a halo of sunlight, the figure of a woman covered in blood flew through the air, and at that moment it seemed to freeze - her prey rolled and smashed to the ground.

Chen Jinfeng only felt a spicy pain in his back, and then caught a glimpse of a drop of his own blood out of the corner of his eye. He had just opened his mouth and let out a miserable "no-" and the sunlight disappeared.

The blue sky is also gone.

The meadow, the jungle, the river, the picture of Qiē was blurred, and gradually faded out of his vision.

The buildings and searchlights in the factory area appeared in front of me again.

The air became hot in an instant, and every breath seemed to be self-masochistic—the skin that touched the ground had not had time to hurt, and scorched white smoke had already come out.

Is this what it's like to be a person who hasn't evolved to adapt to high temperatures?

Chen Jinfeng gasped for breath, feeling like a fish out of water, his internal organs were about to shatter - at this moment, a foot slammed on his throat.

"We meet again." Marser looked down at him, his expression calm, though covered in injuries. "But I don't want to see you again next time......"

"No, don't...... Please, please, please......"

Ignoring it, Marcer pierced the last long armor into Chen Jinfeng's forehead like cutting tofu. (To be continued)

ps: I regretted it when I posted it, and I condemned myself: This kid is too bad to live. Obviously, you can save two days, but you have to send it all in one go! See what to do when you have something to do and don't save the manuscript! I educate myself like this, and I feel pretty much the same. Ask for a pink recommended collection......