Drugs, medicines!

Intoxicated, intoxicated!

This world-renowned drug, although its researchers, originally did it for the purpose of curing diseases and saving people, but, soon, some people found that this thing is not as good as taking it to some people to be sick, and the benefits are definitely not as good as taking it to some people, and even at some moments, it is not bad to give it to the military as a "chicken blood" effect, do you think that in StarCraft, how did the "chicken blood" skill point of the lowest machine gunner of mankind come from?

But this thing has a drawback, in the case of a little excess, it will cause excessive hallucinations, that is, persecution delusions, always feel that any wind and grass, even the sound of a leaf falling to the ground, is someone who wants to kill themselves. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At first, it was the orc's eyes that widened, and found that the blood elf habitually grabbed the ice blade he carried with him, the blade removed from the cutting machine in the factory, and the sharp blade made the orc a little vigilant.

Then the orcs shouted angrily, "What are you doing? After saying that, he also grabbed his weapon, and the two looked at each other, spewing anger and tension.

The least affected of them was the Minotaur, who seemed very tired and said, "What are you doing?" After speaking, he wanted to pull the blood elf who was still on full mental alert, and everyone discussed what the situation was, he only remembered that he was patrolling the streets before, and then something seemed to have happened, he didn't remember, the minotaur was with all kinds of herbs all day long, speaking of which, this drug had the least impact on them, at least in terms of the speed at which the medicine took effect, it was already the best resistance.

However, you can't stand the suspicion of the blood elves at this time, this minotaur doesn't seem to be a good person, he has been hooking up with this orc before, and he can't help knowing each other before, and now he is on the earth, this is to work together to eliminate his own posture, well, it must be like this, it must be like this, conspiracy, conspiracy, that orc chief Sal, why do you ask all races to patrol together? I'm going to kill them one by one.

No way, for a cranky person, even if you give him delicacies from the mountains and seas to eat, he feels that he is harming him, well, that's it.

Sal did a bad thing with good intentions, and the evil result of the detachment patrol was that these people didn't know each other before, and they shouldn't have partnered to do bad things and harass humans, but the disadvantage was that they didn't know the interpersonal relationships between other people, and the blood elf because the minotaur warrior was helping the orc catch him, and then let the orc disembowel him, so he casually took it back, and the blade from Japan's Mitsubishi Heavy Industries Arsenal directly cut open the minotaur's belly, gouging a huge opening, and even the organs inside could be seen.

"What are you doing!" The orcs found out that something was wrong, could it be some kind of conspiracy, anyway, the minotaur was killed like this, it had to be a very good spellcaster to save him, and they, the lowest level of patrolmen, how could they have this ability, but now, the top priority, is this blood elf, he burst out to kill, there must be something wrong.

The orc raised his weapon and aimed it at the blood elf, the blood elf did not show weakness, his medicinal strength gradually evaporated, and at the most excited moment, he felt that his strength was no longer an ordinary soldier, and he could completely serve as a certain army commander, ranger general and the like.

He didn't feel that he had stabbed the minotaur, what was the big deal, but he felt a burst of excitement in his heart, this feeling of conquering and killing, greatly stimulated his adrenaline secretion, and he felt as if he had been blessed by the gods, and his whole body was full of strength.

He only glanced at the minotaur who fell to the ground, clutching his stomach in surprise, and the minotaur found that he was not so panicked about the fact that his stomach was cut open, and even had a certain amount of pleasure, but the pain had been suppressed to a minimum, and he didn't even scream.

The weapons of the orcs and blood elves got closer and closer, and the others, the trolls and the undead, also touched their knives, only the goblin on the very edge was silent, and its small eyes were synapsing, as if they had been delirious by the current situation.

Suddenly feeling a burst of blood boiling, the orc shouted, "Kill you!" Then, the blade had already slashed away majestically, and as soon as he made a move, he opened and closed widely, and it seemed that there was endless power in his body to support.

On the other side, the blood elves also began to fight madly with the orcs, and the trolls and undead next to them suddenly glanced at each other.

Well, the Queen of the Undead, it seems that she was a blood elf before, so the undead and the blood elves are always very close, well, why is this undead pointing a sword at me, I understand, it is these two goods who want to kill us, well, I know that these guys are unreliable.

Why is this fool-like troll looking at me so much, and still looking at my vital point, no, this thing is trying to kill me, no, I want to strike first, I'm an undead, I've already died once, and if I die, who can resurrect me.

It is no longer possible to explore who made the first knife first, but after the first knife, it is the second knife, the third knife, the orcs and the blood elves, all of whom are survivors who came to the earth after countless fights, after being chased by the Burning Legion, and the strong ones who have been screened once, there is no parallel import, after the ping pong fight, the undead and the troll are also stimulated to boil blood, catch each other and fight, only the goblin seems to be standing still, seems to be talking, applauding and shouting, "Okay, okay, kill one." ”

They fought inexplicably, but they were also very methodical, not a dizzy fight, but an orderly killing, and suddenly, the orc sold a flaw, allowing the blood elf's blade to stab from under his armpit, but he fought with countless wounds on his arm, clamped the blade, and then stabbed the blood elf in the chest.

"Poof!" Blood gushed out, the blood elf didn't seem to feel anything, only felt that the orc in front of him, suddenly a lot of blood, he vaguely understood that his vitality had been broken, and suddenly he no longer left his hand, the knife in his hand was oblique to everything, from the orc's armpit upwards, this time, the orc showed a trace of flaw, from the shoulder to the shoulder, was directly cut off, and countless blood flowed out, but with the help of the medicine, they didn't feel the slightest pain, and they were still beating up frantically, The blood elf was stuck with a long knife in his chest, and the orc's arm fell off, which was also evenly matched, they could have hurried to save themselves, or called for help, but at this time, they had long since forgotten the pain, forgot about death, sacrificed their lives and forgot about death, almost reached the highest effect of bloodthirsty magic, so they killed desperately, the weapon in their hands had fallen, so they fought empty-handed, the more they fought, the faster the blood flowed in the body.

Pain is not good, however, pain is a protective mechanism of the human body, it is to remind the brain, where it has been hurt, it needs to quickly change the situation to respond, it has important biological significance, it is the internal vigilance system of the organism, it can cause a defensive response, it has a protective effect, you feel that you have a fever, then you will find a way to cool down, feel that it hurts, and naturally you have to study it.

But he didn't feel the pain, so he didn't feel the approach of death, until the blood ran out, and the person was close to a coma.

In the midst of infinite pleasure, feeling the end of life may be a kind of happiness.

On the other side, the troll warrior felt more and more that something was wrong, the minotaur and the orc, who were usually closest to the race, had fallen to the ground, and the fight between himself and the undead warrior was also bloody, the undead used two short short knives, and they were very dexterous to avoid their long knives, every time the two sides clashed, they could bring up a scar on each other's body, and the blood was not flowed out in large quantities like orcs and blood elves, but a little bit of bloodletting, but in this way, you can feel more fear, panic, the biggest threat, Instead, it was the goblin goblin who was talking to himself on the side, and he kept muttering, "gold mine", "gold brick", "wealth", constantly spreading his teeth and claws, as if there was something in front of him.

In the troll's mind, there was a voice constantly reminding him that it was time to leave, it was time to ask for help, and on each patrol team, there was a scroll made by a wizard, and the scroll could be opened anytime and anywhere, and a signal would appear directly in the sky, as long as the signal was turned on, then it only needed a fast speed, and thousands of troops could arrive soon.

However, he seemed to be unable to control his body, and the sound of the wind when each knife was swung out, the collision touch of the short knife hitting the undead's hand, and the pleasure of bringing out a piece of minced flesh after slashing the undead, all made him unable to extricate himself.

Why does life love to kill so much?

In the evolutionary history of modern humans, there used to be such a "companion", called Neanderthals, well, of course, human beings themselves called their ancestors, Homo sapiens, but 24,000 years ago, these Neanderthals disappeared, the reason is, of course, Neanderthals compared to their kind, the ancestors of modern humans, Homo sapiens, are much more kind and docile.

Well, then there was a fight, and then there were Neanderthal bones or something, which were studied by the descendants of Homo sapiens, humans.

Any, I mean any mainstream people, one of the reasons they exist is because they are combative, aggressive, combative, and have indomitable willpower.

Whether it is the Chinese who dominate East Asia from the Yellow River, or the Anglo-Saxons, Franks and Germans who are subordinate branches of the Germanic people from the Black Forest of Northern Europe, etc., they are all groups that slowly grew from a small tribe in that era, and then their descendants ruled a large territory in the world and created countless civilizations.

Like the earth, in the world of the tribe, those who can survive must be the ones who can fight the most and like to fight the most.

The blood of the trolls also flows the blood of the warriors, and they have already started a war and will never retreat, this is the true meaning.

But his blood had been shed too much, too much.

Blood is the most important thing in human life, the weakness of excessive blood loss, the excitement of drug superposition, and the moment when they are mixed together, let him finally stand in place, no longer shoot at the undead, just look carefully, the body of the undead is no longer a piece of good meat, it is already like a dead corpse, the body continues to be active, after being destroyed like this, the body fluids continue to flow out, many bones are exposed, and even some places have turned black.

The troll himself was not very good, he looked down there, he was covered in blood, it seemed that he didn't do anything anymore, he wanted to go behind him and pick up the scroll, call for help urgently, and wanted to take out the first aid kit on his body and treat himself, but it was too late.

In the same place, Shibuya, which was originally prosperous and splendid, where men and women were having fun, Shibuya, where countless men and underage girls were in the middle of the street, was already covered with blood, the belly of the minotaur was cut open, and the internal organs flowed all over the ground, but relying on the tenacious vitality, they were still struggling to look at the sky, the blood elves and orcs were greatly traumatized, and their eyes were already wide, not knowing whether they were dead or alive, and the undead and trolls who had exhausted their strength and blood were lying on the ground, and they could no longer fight, and they did not cry out for pain from beginning to end.

And among them, the goblin goblin with the weakest willpower and the most fond of material money is already fine, he does not know what is happening in front of his eyes, but he keeps laughing and laughing, telling all kinds of topics of wealth, and how to enjoy it after getting rich, he also knows that the other companions have fallen to the ground, there is no sound, they have died or are about to die, but they are not moved at all, but clapped their hands and said: "All are dead, all are dead, the treasure and treasure are all mine alone, great, everyone is dead." ”

The scene is very terrifying and funny, under a scene of death, but there is a villain laughing and laughing, even holding a telescope, Wang Jie, who is observing these on a tall building in the distance, can't help but shiver, this is the kind of drug, the enzyme secreted by the human body, the kind of hormone, the power brought is to let several people who should fight side by side, protect each other, give their backs to each other, and even die for others.

They were comrades-in-arms.

That's it, as many people think, the feelings and emotions between human beings are the product of various enzymes, dopamine brings love, xx brings desire, and so on.

Will I also be controlled like this, just as Angel once said, give a couple of men and women at will, and control the secretion of dopamine in their bodies at the same time, you can create *** love", this is the fate that creatures can't escape, although they have their own consciousness, but after all, it is built on their own body, and the body is secreting various enzymes to control emotions, how do you fight against your own body?

In this way, fighting against one's own body is the ultimate path of evolution, Wang Jie looked at the goblin standing in place, thought about it, and sure enough, this thing was the last to live, the one with the worst body and the lowest drug resistance survived, shook his head and smiled, knowing that there was nothing to see next, so he turned over and left.

(To be continued.) )