I'm Khan, what's going on? I was just saying that these plastic models are similar to the zombies in the game "Resident Evil", they are unconscious, but I didn't expect that there is a female plastic model here who can actually speak, and I am ready to ask other plastic models on the third and fourth floors to come to support. It seems that my statement needs to be corrected, the vast majority of plastic models have no consciousness of their own and only know how to act on instinct, but there are also individual chieftain-level characters who are conscious, and their intelligence is no worse than that of humans.

Following the order of the female plastic model, one of the plastic models picked up the phone that Ashok had just spoken to us and started calling.

"Brothers on the third and fourth floors, hurry down and reinforce us, we are fighting with a group of very powerful people. ", the plastic mannequins said into the microphone.

Hearing the call from the plastic model asking for reinforcements, our faces couldn't help but change, these plastic models are actually not easy to deal with, they are invulnerable, only Taoism and special attack methods can hurt them, and there are a lot of them, just the plastic models on the second floor are close to hundreds, and the number of people who want to come to the third and fourth floors should be about the same, so second, third, The total number of plastic models on the four floors is about three or four hundred, and the army of such plastic models is surging, but I am afraid that it is not something we can deal with.

At the same time as the plastic model called, the offensive of the plastic model army continued unabated, and there were already people with injuries ranging from severity to severity, and it was obvious that if we could not escape the encirclement formed by the blood and the plastic models, we could not rule out the danger of being wiped out.

"Brother Jun, it seems that I have to take action, otherwise everyone will be in danger of being wiped out. At this moment, I suddenly heard the voice of Bingbing in my head.

"What, is there any way you can escape from here?", I communicated with Bingbing with my consciousness.

"After I have been tempered in the cold pool, my demon magic has been greatly improved, I can make these blood water condense into ice, then they will lose their stickiness, and you can escape from here. Bingbing said to me.

Bingbing's growth and potential are very high, just after a few hours of tempering in the cold pool, his demon method has been greatly improved, it seems that she is worth looking forward to becoming my right-hand man. But when I thought about it, I had only been refining in the cold pool for a few minutes, and my strength had not been greatly improved, so I should be the same as the protagonist in the fantasy, a talented and rare cultivation wizard!

"Then what are you waiting for, Bingbing, now the situation is critical, you hurry up and let the blood condense into ice!"

I saw Bingbing's wings swinging rapidly, and I saw that its wings emitted a milky white mist like cold air, and the white mist quickly descended to the ground, and soon fell on the blood water, which condensed into ice at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Mr. Jason, this blood has congealed into ice, and there is no stickiness, let's get out of this mall!", I shouted to Jason.

Jason took a deep look at me, obviously a little surprised by my or Bingbing's ability, but after all, he was the leader of the figure, in front of those good opportunities for blood to condense into ice, he naturally made a decision immediately, and gave the order to retreat without any hesitation, "Master Flail, you open the way in front, take everyone down to the first floor quickly, and then escape from this weird shopping mall, Hattori Hanzo, you and I will cover everyone to escape!"

Well, Jason's guy is still pretty good, at this critical juncture, he didn't run away first, but stayed behind the palace with Hattori Hanzo to cover everyone, it seems that he became the leader of these strangers at a young age, there is still a reason for him, he is not only strong, but at least he is a more responsible person.

But what makes me feel a little strange is that that Japanese kid Hattori Hanzo doesn't see how capable he is except for a so-called real eye on his forehead, and I don't know why Jason asked him to cover everyone.

The Master of the Flails is not only a master of Taoism, but also a martial arts master, he not only burned many plastic models with spiritual fire, but also killed several plastic models with his fighting skills, among all the people, he killed the most plastic models, it can be said that he is the strongest first person among us.

When the Master of the Flail heard Jason ask him to take the lead in breaking through, his palms slammed out, and the spiritual fire on his palms suddenly surged forward, burning the two plastic models screaming miserably.

The Master of the Flails shouted softly, "Everyone rush down the stairs after me!"

So the Master of the Flails took the lead, leading us all to fight and run, and rushed down to the first floor.

I followed the group's pace and ran to the first floor, while Jason and Hanzo Hattori fended off the onslaught of plastic models at the back.

The moment I rushed off the escalator, I couldn't help but look back at Jason and Hattori Hanzo in the back, and immediately saw a scene that surprised me.

Jason's left arm is a synthetic robot that emits lightning, something I've seen before. However, at this moment, I saw that there were five or six people accompanying Jason and Hattori Hanzo in the fight.

My eyes widened, what was going on? How did two people become six or seven?

Of course, my eyesight is excellent, this is Dingqing glanced at it, and it was clear that the five or six people were not really human beings, but five or six paper people.

These paper figures are all in the form of women, and they are all wearing Japanese kimonos, which are the appearance of Japanese women. Each of these pieces of paper has a Japanese katana made of paper in her hand.

Although these pieces of paper Japanese women look quite thin, it seems that even a gust of wind can blow them away, but their lethality cannot be underestimated, I saw the katana in their hands flying up and down, the sword shining brightly, even more than a dozen plastic models without falling behind.

I finally understand now why Jason left Hattori Hanzo to be with him, it turns out that this Japanese kid can make Japanese women made of paper, and the strength of the woman made of these pieces of paper is not bad at all, at least the strength of these women is not below me.

Under the leadership of the Master of the Flails, we quickly rushed to the first floor, which was relatively safe inside, because there were no plastic models on the first floor.

We are all people with extraordinary abilities, and without anyone stopping us, we naturally rushed out of this terrifying and strange shopping mall with great ease. Shortly after our group rushed out of the mall, Jason and Hattori Hanzo also ran out of it.

In this strange mall, a blonde Caucasian woman died on our side, and three or four others were injured of varying severity, which was a heavy loss.