Pippi, who has deeply experienced a mecha fight, has deranged facial features and six senses, and can't struggle out of the beaten state, and the life-saving straw muttered in his mouth is only two words: "Yunge ......"

Yun Ge, who unilaterally shielded Pippi, was forced to unblock and talk to her from an inside perspective, "Mu Cheng is fine, you cheer up a little." I'll let you make you a cup of coffee, you lie down for a while, good! ”

"Yunge, come back......" Pipsqueak couldn't wait to hug his thigh now and tell him not to leave. I don't dare let you go on the risk. ”

Although the anthropomorphic robot was destroyed and could be rebuilt, she still didn't have the courage to let him in.

wants to save people, but doesn't dare to let go and let Yun Ge take risks, maybe only a girl with complicated feelings can be so entangled.

Through the micro-ion sensing of the angel's fangs, Pipsqueak glimpsed the mess all over the place. The werewolf mecha was pressed to the ground and rubbed, and the flying squirrel fighting machine and the mecha master controller were paralyzed. In a regular Dragon Ball event, the referee will not stop the game because the mecha has been scrapped, and there is no machine entering the field halfway to drag away the damaged mecha, so they can only let them lie sideways in the arena like scrap, and the scrap with a little spare strength is still struggling in pain on the ground.

What's worse is that the seriously injured mecha masters are fighting against death every minute, allowing them to struggle across the arena is equivalent to announcing a sentence to make them wait for death. Inside the mecha, there are only three to five miniature medical robots, as well as simple suturing equipment and hemostatic drugs. Excessive blood loss, comminuted fractures, and damage to internal organs are all injuries that the fighting mecha cannot handle on its own. Few of the paralyzed mecha on the field were not severely defective in their shells, and some even had their arms and legs twisted into incredible rotation angles.

The werewolf mech that ended the battle, left behind the wreckage of the Flying Squirrel Team, and began to hunt down the Mouse Boy and the other remaining flying squirrel mech.

Mu Cheng and the only remaining teammate shuttled and passed the ball in the gap between the twelve werewolf mechas, not daring to confront them head-on, and looked like they were hugging their heads and running around.

Pippi heard Mu Cheng's voice shouting in the communication: "Death must also die a glorious death, and one more will count as one." ”

- He still expects to die with some dignity in a group fight.

The game lasted 90 minutes, and after the "Aisha Dance Steps" finished them off, they could score unlimited goals for the rest of the game.

Pippi really didn't understand what "dying with dignity" meant to these men who wanted to save face. When Tu Shanxing broke out of the nine-tailed fox, how many people hoped that they would be alive......

Thinking about it, Pippi scolded in his original words: "Why don't these madmen who don't want to die, why don't they know how to cherish themselves at all, and don't know how to cherish the sincerity of those who watch for them day and night?" ”

She scolded Mu Cheng, and she was also scolding Yun Ge.

That person, crazy is more than anyone else's life, and shameless!

Yun Gequan didn't hear anything, and asked her in Pippi's mind: "I'm going to be beaten for Mu Cheng's position, what will happen to you?" ”

"Martyrdom now." Pipsqueak didn't hesitate to return the word to him.

Yun Ge, who had an inward perspective, had a handsome face that turned green into a rakshasa appearance, and whispered angrily: "You dare!" If you dare to be martyred, I will marry two young ladies as wives tomorrow. With that, he abruptly cut off contact and unilaterally blocked Pipsqueak once more.

Pipsqueak: "......"

When I am martyred, I don't know how many you want to marry, and I don't know if you want to marry 200.

On the field, under the siege of 2-12, it is not easy to get out easily, and I still want to pass the ball...... It's really embarrassing for the members of the Flying Squirrels.

The only flying squirrel mecha on the field that was not broken, after throwing the dragon ball to Mu Cheng in the encirclement, was drowned under the heavy punch of the eight werewolf mechas, and the shadow was gone.

Mu Cheng is a pair of four, now fried and sold, two laps of whirlwind in the air, and the thunderbolt whirlwind kicks towards the werewolf mecha closest to him. The nosebleed poured into his throat before he could stop, choking him so much that he couldn't breathe, and his eyes were jumping wildly.

Close combat, all about reaction speed. The reflex arc of the rock mountain wolf seemed to be a short half beat, and when the whirlwind leg of the rat boy slashed down, the werewolf mecha had already staggered sideways, and the spinning side kicked the inside of the root of the rat thigh.

The kick that the rat boy slashed down on the head and smashed into the shoulder of his opponent and missed the vital point.

The disparity between the opposing impact force and the destructive performance caused by it increases exponentially - the action force plus the reaction force, and the resonance!

The main controllers of the two mecha have both experienced a bone-shattering skill. When the rat boy was kicked by that, in the weak position of the human joint, the synaesthesia nerves and blood vessels were relatively concentrated. The mecha senses were transmitted to Mu Cheng, and he gasped and couldn't move for a long time.

The side kick that took the opportunity to kick over from behind, Mu Cheng saw it. But at this time, he forcibly turned around to block, and the rat's thigh could be broken, and Mu Cheng could only control the protective shield to strengthen the back defense, and he was kicked hard.

That kick was hard enough, and Mu Cheng spat a mouthful of blood on the mecha mask. With the inertia of being beaten, he pounced in front of him and kicked the werewolf frame in front of him, and smashed it into the ear with a fist with one hand.

In the terminal video, I saw two mecha hugging together in mid-air, slamming heavily on the floor, jingling and rolling for more than a dozen times and unable to stop.

Ordinary people flipped the mecha like this, and Mo Yo couldn't find the north. Mu Cheng didn't wait for the mecha to stop steadily, took the opportunity to pick up the dragon ball that rolled to his side, turned over and jumped up with one foot, and went straight to the direction of the dragon's head.

The werewolf mecha that rolled into a ball with the rat boy also reacted quickly, stomped on the ground to stop the mecha, spun up and pounced on the rat boy, grabbed his ankle and dragged the mecha out of the air.

The rat boy pounced on the floor in an authentic New Year's greeting pose, and the dragon ball in his arms smashed into a discus.

Well, the game doesn't have to be played. There is only one Dragon Ball......

After the rat boy pounced on the ground to greet the New Year, the four mecha that "chased" it and the werewolf mecha that had been beaten by the group swarmed in, and the rain-like fists and feet did not know where they fell, the rat boy suffered a lot, the floor suffered a lot, and "Elsha's" own mecha also suffered a lot.

It stands to reason that the Dragon Balls are gone, and the game can be suspended, but the referee refuses to announce the suspension of the game. In other words, there is no referee at all in this game, only a god-like host above his head.

"The game goes on, and it's over 90 minutes." The lazy voice of the "Celestial God" full of playfulness sounded in the dome as if watching a play.

The cheers in the audience boiled into a tsunami and reached the clouds, barely knocking the satellite down. Some people even ripped off their hairbands, shawls and the like, and when the flag was waved in the air, it was not clear whether they wanted to help, or if they wanted to see blood on the field to be willing?

In the big eyes as clear as the water of Pipi Lake, the water was dripping, and the faint blood streaks climbed up the whites of the eyes one by one. She rolled over and sat down on the couch, staring at the computer screen, intently typing on the keyboard. In just two and a half minutes, she cracked the code of the arena and completely hacked into the organizer's management system.

While cutting into the circuit management area of the arena, she changed her number and sent a text message to Yun Ge: "Ten minutes later, I want to make none of the guests in the audience come out." If Mu Cheng has something, all the guests present will accompany him to the funeral. ”

Yunge's shielding of Pippi has always been one-sided, and he can know what she wants without reading the text message, but he still read it carefully when the text message comes. Outside the door of the 32nd preparation area, he stared at the text message for half a minute, as if Pipsqueak did not write the Morse code, but Tocharian Rovin, and he did not know every word in it.

Yun Ge read the newsletter, and read a few Sichuan character lines on his eyebrows, thinking like thousands of mountains and rivers. After a long time, he replied to Pippi with two words: "agree" - a typical military approval.