on the ground.

Watching Holmagio flee into the drain, Misda's expression was extremely complicated.

He didn't expect his opponent to find a glimmer of life in such a desperate situation, and in such a tragic way.

Aren't you afraid of being eaten by rats in the sewer? That's a hundred times more terrifying to be shot and killed!

Misda couldn't help but be shocked by Holmagio's fierceness.

And after being subconsciously stunned for a while, he finally reacted suddenly:

"Damn... Don't run! ”

Misda immediately pulled the trigger and fired two rounds in quick succession.

Team members No.6 and No.7 each drove a bullet and slammed headlong into the black hole drain in the direction of Holmagio's disappearance.

The bullet flew into the drain, and in order not to hit the narrow pipe wall, it first had to make a hard 90-degree turn.

This rough way of turning alone is enough to consume most of the kinetic energy of the bullet.

And when the sexy pistols finally adjusted their trajectory, they were greeted by a darkness that could not be seen.

"Misda, Misda!"

After a swift shuttle, the hurried cries of the bullet knights echoed in Misda's mind:

"That guy isn't in the drain, he's already hiding in the sewers."

"The light in the sewers is too dark, we can't lock onto the target!"

"There's no way around it..."

Misda's face showed a slight helplessness.

He knows that his self-aiming ability is actually guided by the "naked eye" of a sexy pistol, which will lose its effectiveness as long as the environment is too dark.

And at this time, Misda's stand-in villains began to nervously remind him in their minds again:

"Misda, I—We're shrinking again!"

"If this continues, the bullet will completely lose its power!"

Misda's shrinkage will cause the items on her body to shrink in equal proportions, as well as her own stand-in.

After the previous confusion, escape, stop to observe, and shoot and attack, his body has shrunk to about half a meter, and the word dwarf is very reluctant to use on him.

Now, if you zoom out further, it will be very bad.

At this time, if the enemy comes out to fight him in any way, Misda will probably not even be able to come up with a way to hurt the opponent.

"Misda, run!"

"Get out of that guy's power and we'll be completely safe!"

"Hmm."

Misda nodded heavily.

He reloaded the missing revolver with his hands and feet, and then turned and fled with his legs out into the distance.

However, he had barely taken two steps when those legs involuntarily stopped.

"Hey!"

No.3, who has an impatient personality, couldn't help urging in Misda's ear:

"Why stop? Run away! ”

"Ice cream... Ice cream hasn't been taken yet. ”

Misda turned suddenly.

He looked at the ground more than ten meters away, the half bucket of ice cream rolling to the ground.

Previously, he only thought about how to escape under the strange attack of the enemy, but he didn't have time to think about the mission he was carrying on this trip:

"I'll have to go back and bring that half bucket of ice cream."

"Li Qing is still waiting for these ice creams to save his life!"

Misda said suddenly with great seriousness.

"Go back and pick up ice cream?"

As one of the few stand-ins with self-awareness and a very distinct personality, No.3 doesn't particularly agree with this idea:

"Misda, don't you notice that we're still shrinking?"

"Ice cream or something, let's wait until we escape from the enemy's ability first, and then come back to get it when it gets bigger!"

Its advice is the soundest and safest.

But Misda didn't agree.

Because in addition to his own safety, he is also thinking about the safety of his companions:

"It's safe to run away, but that would take a lot of time."

"But what we're missing most now is time!"

The range of the small foot is only 2 meters.

However, the range refers to the distance that the stand-in can move away from the body's activities, not the area of effect that the stand-in's ability can take effect.

For example, in the "future" where Li Qing does not exist, Hormagio escapes into the sewers while fighting Naranga, and the distance between the two sides is much more than 2 meters, but the shrinkage of Nalanga's body is not lifted at all.

As a result, the range of influence of an ability is sometimes much greater than the range of a stand-in, and its exact size is difficult to estimate.

It's like a wifi signal, if you are far away, the signal will weaken, and the connection will naturally be interrupted.

And the signal connection range that can make the stand-in ability continue to take effect may be nearly 100 meters, or even hundreds of meters, and the few are generally tens of meters away.

Misda vaguely knows this common sense.

That's why he didn't want to accept the suggestion to run away first to protect himself:

"For such a long distance, when I run out and come back, I don't know how much time has been wasted."

"And Li Qing is still trapped in the station - his kind of guy who is going up and down will be trapped, the situation must be more serious than we thought."

"The more seconds I spend on the road, the more dangerous Li Qing's life will be!"

Misda said what she thought so firmly.

At the same time, he had already begun to turn around and take steps towards the surviving half-barrel of ice cream more than ten meters away.

"Misda..."

No.3 still wants to say something.

But Misda said with confidence:

"Don't worry, it's not as dangerous as you think."

"Don't forget, that guy named Holmagio has been crippled by me, and now it's hard to walk."

"It's just a dozen meters away, and it won't take me a few seconds to go back and get it."

"In such a short period of time, even if he knew I was going back to get ice cream, would I still be able to get a cripple ahead of me?"

Hearing this, No.3 closed his mouth in reassurance.

Because it understood that Misda's actions were not stupid because of the safety of his companions, but the right decision made after careful consideration:

He's right, Holmagio is now disabled.

The guy had just fled into the sewers in a state of embarrassment, and he had been bitten by a rat on his shoulder.

Even if he didn't die, even if he could move, how could he, who had injured a leg, be as fast as Misda running on a wide avenue in such a dark and narrow sewer?

By the time Holmagio limped to the ground with one leg in mind, Misda had probably fled with the ice cream.

When you think about it, the decision he made was actually very safe.

With that, Misda moved her legs as hard as she could, and ran towards the rear as fast as she could.

Soon, he ran the ten meters unharmed, and then bent down to pick up the half bucket of ice cream.

For Misda, who is now severely shrunk, such an ice cream bucket is so big that it almost needs to be wrapped around his hands.

Fortunately, Misda has a strong body and a lot of strength, and after shrinking, he can be regarded as able to walk like a fly while holding this half bucket of ice cream.

Everything went smoothly and nothing was in danger.

The lame Holmagio seemed to rot in the sewers, not moving at all.

So, Misda grabbed the ice cream bucket and quickly turned around and began to walk in the direction of the train station.

However, before he could run two meters away, a strange sound sounded in front of him.

The voice came from the manhole cover in front of Misda:

Squeak squeak, squeak squeak....

Beneath the manhole cover resounded with such a chaotic rat chirping.

There was eagerness and eagerness in the voice, as if the rats' families were gathering in this sewer to wait for the meal.

"Rats? Oh..."

"They should smell ice cream on the ground, so they're all here."

Misda quickly understood the reason for the appearance of the rats:

Rats have a sweet tooth and have an unusually sensitive sense of smell.

And with half a bucket of ice cream just sprinkled on the ground near here, it's not surprising that rats would follow the smell and gather under the manhole cover.

"Wait..."

Misda's face changed suddenly:

"Rats... Ice cream..."

He suddenly realized that when he was calculating his opponent's ability to move, he seemed to have missed something.

And this omission may have very serious consequences for him.

That's what Misda was thinking to herself...

The manhole cover in front of him was suddenly slammed open.

An arm that emitted a foul smell suddenly stretched out.

Misda couldn't react at all, and in an instant, he was grabbed by this big hand and grabbed a calf.

Then he saw Holmagio's hideous face:

"Hahahaha..."

"I knew, I knew you'd come back here to get ice cream!"

"Because we are the same kind of people, we are all the kind of men who will complete the 'mission' no matter what!"

Holmagio pinched Misda's leg stiffly:

"It's a pity, Misda..."

"The one who is going to complete the mission now is me Holmagio!"