Chapter 272: How Did You Degenerate So Much?
Playground.
At the entrance are two huge dolls with a bloody aura and an eerie and eerie aura.
Inside.
It is a wall made of stones piled up on the grounds.
Faintly, a figure could be seen flickering inside.
Fang Mo was shocked when he saw it.
"Is this a new city built here? Or did you like to play tower defense games before, but now that you have the opportunity, you start to show it to the fullest? He was stunned for a long time before he noticed that one man's head had shrunk back like a groundhog.
Grin.
hung on his cheeks.
He smiled, and just as he thought about it, he heard a voice next to him: "Can you stop smirking like this?" It's not a shame, it's a little master. ”
Fang Mo's smile instantly froze on his face.
Glancing back, the resentment in his stomach instantly turned into love: "Isn't it okay to say what you say?" ”
She's going to recover.
Then let her recover, besides, what's wrong with the Demon King's scolding?
If you don't kill people, it's already good.
"Cut, what do you think you look like without a little assertiveness of your own?" Ye Qingcheng pursed his lips and began to sneer when he stared at him.
Feel......
It is......
Ye Chengcheng is like a pregnant woman, her temper is called irritable.
Of course, Fang Mo was very sure that she was not pregnant, this was just that she was recovering her emotions, and it was really not unusual to have this kind of performance.
"Slipped!"
He flew out with a pop, came to the back of the wall, listened quietly to the voices inside, and after a while, he knocked on the wall and said, "Is there anyone?" We are from the East Soil...... Oh no, we're from the financial district, and we're here to spend the night, and if we have food or something, it's even better. ”
"Crazy, huh?"
"Did he just want to say that he was Tang Seng?"
"It seems to mean that, this guy may be a madman, and he must not be let in."
The discussion inside was very small.
Then, a loud voice came out: "I'm sorry, but we are private territory here, and we are not open to the public." If you're going to come in...... You have the ability to knock down the wall. ”
"Hahaha, you just tease."
"This wall is so strong, let alone him, even that neurotic ......"
"Ahem, don't mention this again."
There were several teasing voices from inside.
Fang Mo was furious.
"It's okay for Allure to scold me, it's good that she has to be like this, otherwise she won't be able to restore normal emotions and normal human nature, you guys are a fart, and you dare to talk to me like this?" He roared angrily in his heart, but a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he said a little embarrassedly: "Isn't this okay?" ”
"I think it's quite inconvenient to pile up this wall, if I just collapse like this, wouldn't it seem a little too unreasonable?"
Inside.
When they heard him say this, several people began to laugh in an instant.
"What did he just say?"
"It seems to say that this wall has been blown ......"
"Is that so?"
After this voice, he turned his head and shouted outside: "Okay, this brother, whether you can do it or not, if you have such courage and foresight, you are already a man, well, I respect you as a man, and now I give you a chance, as long as you knock down the wall, we will let you in, and how about you eat?" ”
Just wait for this sentence!
Fang Mo sneered, raised his arm and was about to punch out, shattering the wall in front of him, when suddenly a ray of light appeared.
For some reason, at this moment he felt that a crisis seemed to come.
So, almost instantly, he flashed to the side.
By the way, I lay down.
Thundered!
A terrifying flash of light flashed, and then the wall shattered completely.
Ye Chengcheng returned the bazooka in his hand to Zhang Yuxin next to him: "That's how it should be, you know?" Let him understand that sometimes he doesn't have to do it himself at all, and ...... If you want to shock people, it is not as simple as a wall, only the appearance of this kind of thermal weapon that ordinary people are most afraid of can make everyone afraid. You, got it? ”
Her voice wasn't too loud, but it was a distance that Fang Mo could hear just now.
With a wry smile on his face, he got up from the ground and patted the dust off his body, his face was a little unpleasant.
Anyway, she's also her girlfriend.
Not only did he not mean to measure himself, but he also hit it repeatedly.
That's it.
After all, she's recovering, although girls don't have any privileges, especially in the last days, but she's her girlfriend, and she can't even tolerate this situation, is that still a good boyfriend?
But.
You should give him a chance to express himself, right?
Well, now it's completely gone.
Express yourself?
Don't even think about it!
After the rocket, that wall collapsed.
Inside, a mess.
Half an hour later.
Fang Mo saw a few people get up from the ground, if it weren't for their still this kind of action, Fang Mo suspected that this was a group of dead people.
In fact, after the first shot, the ground was covered with dust, and it was impossible to distinguish the difference between stone and other things.
But now.
They moved, and Fang Mo knew that these guys had survived.
It's not easy!
"It's really not easy, these people can survive, they are definitely left in the city, otherwise they will live a fart!" Fang Mo knew what kind of temper his girlfriend had, it could be said that he had a violent temper, and it was absolutely impossible to keep his mouth alive.
It's good now, but there is still a living mouth.
Judging from the location, the shell just hit a meter away from those people, that is, after the rocket passed, it would not hurt them.
As long as they don't run blindly.
Tut-tut, it turns out that this kind of emotional catharsis is really useful?
Bang, click......
Hearing the footsteps, Fang Mo hurriedly turned around, grabbed Ye Qingcheng's little hand, and said, "Have you recovered?" ”
"Go aside!"
Ye Chengcheng pushed his hand away irritably, and then looked at the direction: "Didn't hit?" How is this possible, offset by about a meter, don't stop me, let me kill them, let go! ”
All right.
Looks like I'm thinking too much.
The Demon King is the Demon King.
It's to kill.
Fang Mo wanted to stop her, not that he felt that there was anything wrong, but it didn't seem to be good for recovery.
What if, in the end, the emotions cannot be recovered, but become more violent?
Isn't that the end of it?
Thinking of this, he naturally wanted to stop it: "Don't go, there may be danger over there, I feel it." ”
"Huh?"
Ye Qingcheng's nose moved, then stared at Fang Mo, and said after a while: "Why has your sensing ability degraded so much?" ”
"I didn't perceive the danger at all, why did you ......"
"No, it's dangerous, but it's twenty meters away, and it's underground."