Thanks to Xuanyuan Ziheng and Ye Pengju for the monthly ticket and the fried potatoes in the world for the reward——

Wu Chen swallowed his saliva, "That, aren't there two glands in the fire dragon's mouth?" The secreted chemicals mix with the breath to form nitrogasoline, which should be toxic, right? ”

The manager immediately gave a thumbs up: "You are a connoisseur. It's like if the two tendons of the carp are not removed, not only the fishy smell is difficult to get rid of, but also the bane of old diseases. In the same way, the two 'fire tendons' on the fire dragon's body must also be removed together, otherwise they are extremely poisonous and easy to explode. ”

Several Chinese players nodded in unison: "If you want to talk about eating, we call it second, who dares to call it first!" ”

"Would you like to try our new dragon willow rice bowl?"

"Yes!" Everyone spoke in unison.

After eating and drinking, Butterfly Dance stroked her round belly and sighed: "This last day seems to be very exciting......

Wu Chen, who was staring at the bill, was stunned: "Scrap? ”

"Haven't played in the wasteland?" Butterfly Dance snapped her fingers with a smile, "Is the bottle cap okay?" ”

"Ma'am, no." The manager smiled and shook his head.

"Are bullets okay?" Wu Chen finally comprehended and was stunned.

"With your attention, you can." The manager immediately smiled.

When he saw the bullet of Huang Chengcheng on the table, the manager suddenly cried: "I haven't seen such a beautiful bullet for a long time...... You see that it is slender, the whole body is golden, the bullet shell is from the bottom to the top, slowly gathered at the waist, followed by the extension of a round protruding object, this thing is smooth and smooth, the head is shield-shaped, and then look at the lines are smooth and full, the arc is too long if it is increased by one point, it is too short if it is subtracted by one point, it is too white when it is powdered, and Shi Zhu is too red...... Held in the palm of the hand, heavy, warm, trembling, rigid and erect, not angry but mighty, it really makes people love it......"

"......" Wu Chen's scalp was numb, he was cold, and he rushed out of the burger restaurant with his ears covered.

ran all the way to the corner of the street, only to lean on the stone wall and bend over and gasp for breath.

Looking up again, several of his companions were also wolves like him.

"Hahaha......" I don't know who took the lead, and several people laughed loudly.

Later, I learned that because it was the second hard currency in the world, after the bullets changed hands several times, all kinds of potholes, spots, and ugliness to the marrow. It's really not what a bullet should look like, wow!

"I'm just wondering if these bullets can kill a dragon?" Park Jinji asked curiously.

Wu Chen thought for a while and said, "Although you can't kill a dragon, you can kill people." ”

"So there are still bad guys, right?" Korean female gamers pretend to be naïve with silicone milk pies.

Butterfly Dance interjected: "Where to go now?" ”

"Slaughterhouse." Wu Chen smiled and walked down the steps.

One of the greatest and most legendary buildings in Settlement Seven is the slaughterhouse. And a group of people who make everyone envy and worship, who shine in this dark age, live here. You can call them hunters, or you can call them - dragon hunters.

The slaughterhouse is on the lowest level of the city, and the huge arched entrance indicates that it is a sewer. Before everyone could stand still, the chemical agent mixed with the strong smell of blood came in stream after wave with the churning yellow mist, causing everyone to retch.

"I'm wondering how the dragon got back." Li Xianzhi looked up at the towering dome of the dungeon, "It's obviously impossible to descend vertically like a white swan. ”

"There should be some other exit." Wu Chen thought for a while and said, "Besides, not all planes can take off and land vertically. ”

"Makes sense."

As soon as Li Xianzhi nodded, an abrupt voice sounded from behind: "Oh, you are empty angels." ”

When everyone heard the sound, they turned around and saw a strong man wearing a super stylish dragon scale suit, looking at everyone happily with a cigar in his mouth.

Wu Chen swept it at a glance, whether it was the open chest full of muscles, or the blood-stained heavy double-edged axe hanging behind his back, it all showed naked that this was a ruthless character with strong melee output.

It was not clear whether he could be angry with blood, but Wu Chen did not doubt that he could kill the dragon with one punch.

"Who are you?" Little stars full of butterflies and eyes. Sample, you can't see a muscular man, right?

"My name is Sam." The big man grinned, "Hunter." ”

"Oooh!" Everyone nodded their heads.

Fortunately, there is also a Wu Chen in the team who has seen the world: "Sam, my name is Wu Chen, these are all my companions, I want to go in and visit, is it okay?" ”

"No problem, follow me." Sam, who was obviously a Caucasians, actually spoke an authentic Northeast accent, which made Wu Chen feel in a trance for a while. Judging by his age, he should have fled here at a very young age, and learned an authentic Northeast accent.

Wading ankle-deep into the shallow water, a torch was lit at intervals.

Wu Chen sniffed, and there seemed to be a smell in the churning smoke that he had never smelled before.

"Dragon oil." Sam laughed and flicked away the ashes, "We used to use electric lights, but our boss said it was more atmospheric, so they all replaced it with torches." ”

"Yes, yes." Everyone jumped their eyebrows and laughed.

How many dragons do you have to kill......

After walking for a while, I finally saw the stairs up. At the end of the staircase is a military gate made of pure steel. Except for the military lights that illuminate the open space in front of the door and are placed high on the walls on both sides, there are no guards in front of the door. Anyway, there is no need for guards, and when you raise your eyes, you can see the heavy firepower of a door hanging overhead.

There must have been a camera, too, and Sam waved at it, and after a dull sound of an electric motor, the gate slowly opened.

The group entered with Sam, and although they had been prepared, they choked on the strong smell of blood, and could barely breathe.

"Come on, the boss is slaughtering the dragon." Sam shouted excitedly as the crowd rushed over to watch.

Ascending the steps to the platform on the left, a shocking scene is unfolding.

An adult fire dragon snorted from flames and fell to the ground. The arched casting, which was pressed against the dragon's back, seemed to carry a heavy tortoise shell, and around the tortoise shell were several thick steel cables connected to the gantry crane high up in the cave. I guess the steel turtle shell pressed on the dragon's back was put down by the gantry crane.

The huge tortoise shell was a weight that the fire dragon could not bear, and although it could be seen that it was still struggling, the tortoise shell on its back did not move.

The mouth was quickly tightened by the chains, and the motors fixed to the sides of the platform tightened the noose. The fire dragon twisted its head vigorously, but it was grabbed by the motor and couldn't break free at all.

A fat man in a rubber jumpsuit picked up a special electric drill and quickly drilled into the jaw of the fire dragon.

The jaw was drilled out alive and there was a bloody hole in the blood, and the fire dragon's painful eyes bulged out. The whole body is tense, and even the claws are forcibly broken by themselves!

The electric drill rang loudly, the flesh flowed backwards, and after drilling through the fire dragon's gums, it drilled through the back molars with all its might.

You can imagine how painful it will be if you don't have an anesthetic!

The fire dragon was swinging all over, and the feces and urine came out together, and he was already uncontrollably letting out a painful dragon groan!

However, when the electric drill is pulled out, the pain is far from over!

A silver hollow nail was nailed into the blood hole drilled by the fat man!

"What is this for?" Butterfly Dance can't bear to watch it.

"It should be to let the venom in the glands flow out......" Wu Chen's scalp was also numb.

Sure enough, when the small half-cut nail exposed outside the jaw was covered with a rubber hose, the fat man spat and sucked the other end of the hose with both hands, and the mucus that could mix and produce flames was sucked out in this way.

And that's only half the story. The whistling fat guy has already chosen his position and made a second hole on the other side of his jaw!

"Why don't you shoot it with one shot?" Ma Yiming, who looked like a second ancestor, thought of humane killing.

"No, I can't. Now that it collapses, the circulatory system in the body will cool down rapidly, and the venom in the gland will solidify into a jelly-like viscous substance in a short time, and it will be difficult to expel it all. The voice came from the right, and a tall handsome man was looking at the players with a smile.

"Who are you?" The star-studded butterfly dance has begun again.

"My name is Hong Jiu."

"This is our leader, call Brother Jiu quickly." Sam shouted happily.

"Brother Jiu is good." The players bowed obediently.

"Hello everyone. I've heard that you've brought 300 refugees from North America, which is a remarkable achievement. Hong Jiu smiled and nodded, followed by a darkened expression, "You are the only empty angel who has visited in the past three years......"

Many things need not be said. Just by looking at the expression, you can understand a qiē in seconds. The empty angels flying around the world should be the group of volunteers who have suffered the most damage in the war.

Wu Chen couldn't help but say: "Brother Jiu, there are 300 more mouths, don't you worry about ......"

"Don't worry, we can feed everyone." The pride that flashed on Hong Jiu's face was moving. Seeing that Wu Chen didn't seem to believe it, he said: "Compared with food, the reproduction of the population is the top priority." ”

"I see." Wu Chen suddenly woke up. The addition of fresh blood is conducive to avoiding the continuous dwarfing of the zhì gene due to inbreeding in humans. Because of this important role, these 300 refugees will be well taken care of. This is the reason why Wu Chen is completely relieved.

As he spoke, the fat man had already finished taking the venom and filled two 100-liter oil drums. These biofuels should be useful.

"Here's the best part." Hong Jiu took the chainsaw handed over by Sam, groped for the fire dragon's ribs one by one with his hands, and found a suitable position. Stand firm in lunges and wave your hands hard!

Flesh and blood splattered, the chainsaw shattered the line of fire, and the fire dragon's left chest was opened alive!

"Whew-" The pain was so severe that the fire dragon actually broke the chains that imprisoned its mouth in pain, and wailed loudly!

The chainsaw went back and forth, breaking enough wounds, and Hong Jiu, whose face was covered with flesh and blood, smiled and waved his hand at Wu Chen, "Come on." ”

Take the miner's hat (you read that right!) Wearing it on the top of his head, Wu Chen gritted his teeth and walked to Hong Jiu's side. Unscrewed the overhead light for Wu Chen, and motioned for him to follow his fingers to look into the dragon's belly.

"Vomit-" The ugly huge tumor like a bunch of grapes almost made Wu Chen vomit out.

Patting the little otaku on the back, Hong Jiu smiled and said, "This is the heart of the dragon." ”

"What?" Wu Chen was stunned for a moment, "The dragon's heart looks like this?" ”

"You think it's the same as a human?" Hong Jiu smiled and shook his head, "Look at those huge grape grains, they are actually the heart chambers of the giant dragon. Blood is pressed from the atria into the ventricles, and from the ventricles into the arteries, where it is transported to the lungs and the rest of the body. ”

Wu Chen tried to count, and there were 24 ventricles!

"The ventricles are like the cylinders in a car engine, the 4-cylinder must have more horsepower than the 2-cylinder, the 6-cylinder is larger than the 4-cylinder, the luxury car is generally 12 cylinders, and the female dragon in front of me is 24 cylinders. The most I've seen is a 32-cylinder. "Hong Jiu's analogy is very vivid.

Wu Chen suddenly understood: "So in order to drive such a huge body, the fire dragon needs a super-powerful heart. ”R1152