"Depending on the battle just now, you can spend a hundred travel points to get the details of the unit and the follow-up information of the unit's upgrade products (note: this is the only way to get this information), whether you need it or not."

There was a hint from the ticket on his wrist, and Zhao Qian waved the somewhat broken shovel in his hand, his eyes flashing. Ignored.

In his opinion, the most important thing is to concentrate on fighting now.

After dodging a blow from the guy on the other side, he slashed his head like a concoction. He picked up the two glowing keys on the ground and stood still.

Throwing the white shovel in his hand that had already rotted a few gaps to the ground, Zhao Qian did not chase it, he slowly and methodically reloaded the gun in his hand that seemed to outsiders to be drawn from his waist one by one. This weapon, even in the Celestial Empire in later generations, was relatively popular with some gun enthusiasts.

The sky was not very bright as he reloaded, and a dark cloud was slowly approaching the full moon in the sky.

The bullet is loaded. Zhao Qian stood there, still not moving.

At 12 o'clock, the perception of nearly three times that of ordinary people is telling himself accurately that he is being watched.

The moon is slowly obscured, little by little. But the jackdaws in the sky were still hovering in mid-air, and there was no intention of falling.

Animals are always more sensitive than humans.

It's like night.

You can still see your fingers when you reach out, but the visibility becomes very low.

Zhao Qian stood there quietly, motionless, and even his breathing became a little lower. He didn't like it himself, although he had encountered it.

After the welfare home closed down, he took those people to beg for a living on the streets, fighting you to the death for a few valuable pieces of garbage. Until, they ran into real hooligans, rogues who really killed people. The thugs on the street had three guys who might not be able to handle it, and he wanted to take one of them a little girl.

Of course, the young, precocious teenagers led by him also knew what it meant to hand over girls to him. So they rebelled. That's what it feels like to play against that guy.

The moonlight is darkening.

Just when he thought it was going to get darker, something was blowing in his ears.

Something moved, in the dark.

The sound of tearing through the air was close at hand, and something ruffled a few of his hairs. Even though he had already rolled around and dodged the figure's outstretched hand.

"Bang!"

The gun also sounded at this time, in order to prevent the opponent from being condescending. Zhao Qian fired a shot very directly, a very decisive shot. It also made his opponent take a small step back.

missed, hit a tombstone of an unknown owner, leaving a shallow bullet mark.

The other party seemed to be afraid of something, and the familiar smell of gunpowder in the air diffused again.

Little by little, the moonlight is brightening.

Zhao Qian held the gun and looked at his opponent who was still hiding in the dark just now. A wolf-headed guy with a naked upper body looks like his clothes have been torn by him. The sharp claws on his hands showed that he was not human. A werewolf.

The clothes are familiar.

He looked at him, and saw nothing but wildness and cruelty in the other man's eyes.

"Whew!"

As if to express something, the werewolf raised his head and roared. Because the moonlight was completely bright.

No one knows better than werewolves when it's getting darker. Because they are connoisseurs of chasing the moonlight.

"Mr. McGee."

Zhao Qian shouted tentatively, but what he got was the other party's eyes that attracted attention.

The prey in front of him seemed to be provoking.

The werewolf swept forward, but before the man arrived, the claws fell first.

"Bang!"

Stepping back, the left-wheel in his hand did not hesitate to shoot again. The other party dodged sideways like an unpredictable prophet. There was a reluctance to force him, and his hunting instinct made him know that dealing with ranged guys was to fight him in close combat.

Taking a step forward, he threw himself into the other's arms as the werewolf swung his claws, giving an elbow blow with his left hand and another shot with his right hand.

The beast let out a wail, but pounced again as if it had not been harmed.

Zhao Qian's eyes flashed with solemnity.

The wound on his opponent's chest, though bleeding, was more like a desire to attack. The presence of the bright moonlight made him even more furious, and his ability to act was obviously much stronger than the blood slave he faced.

The werewolves were closing in again, in fact they were very close.

His eyes reflected the figure of his prey, excitement spreading in his sockets, and his eyes were bloodshot. The dense hair on his body was also one of the reasons why Zhao Qian couldn't inflict more damage on him just now.

The paw approached, and then a good meal.

Didn't move, like the usual prey that was frightened by the legs. The werewolf's eyes became more and more excited, even a little crazy.

Zhao Qian stood there, and it seemed a little pointless to chase me at the speed of the other party.

At least 15 agility, that's what he estimated after a few encounters with the werewolf.

The beast in front of him allowed him to reconfirm his suspicions after the fight with Hagrid. He is really at the bottom of this world.

So when I was blackmailing Old Jack's bullets, I also prepared one thing, my last hole card.

He silently took out something from the ticket space, a bundle of explosives that had been forcibly tied together with a fishing line. The process is similar to the way we used to play with a few firecracker leads when we were kids.

In this kind of place, there is no place to sell holy water if there is money. It's also the only thing that hurts, and it's said to be pretty good. They were sold by Old Jack to robbers who robbed bank vaults and tomb robbers who excavated necropolis.

"Inferior explosives packs

Device Rarity: White

Device Attack: 150

200

Device use time: 5 seconds after ignition

Device Material: Gunpowder Lead, ** (Impure), Toner, Sulfur, Waterproof Paper.

Unit weight: 2 kg

Device Effect: When exploded, the device has a chance to blind or deaf nearby units, and the higher the perception, the greater the chance.

Installation Evaluation: This will be the most wonderful flower at your funeral. ”

"Bang!"

A shot that forced the werewolf's speed to dodge a little paused, and the one-dollar lighter was taken out of the ticket by him, and the gun was put in by him.

The claws approached, getting bigger and bigger in Zhao Qian's eyes.

Looking down, the sound of breaking wind brushing the back of his head was blowing, and the perception of up to 16 points allowed him to do so much. lit it, picked up the crotch of this guy's lower body that was not broken, and threw it in directly. Coherent.

What responded to him was a kick from the other party subconsciously in order to protect his own vital point - children-grandchildren-roots.

The werewolf's instinct had already sensed something, just after Zhao Qian lit the explosives, but it was a little too late.

That kick out, everything was already planned, and he waited for himself to be kicked out.

But Lady Luck seemed to favor him more.

Right hand, the ghost makes a god-like block.

Counterattack launched! Block, success.

Zhao Qian was a little shocked when he heard the prompt sound in his ears. It's as dramatic as Kong Ming's inability to ask for the east wind.

It was too late, and he even heard the sound of "snort" gunpowder being burned and spreading from the crotch of the other party's pants. He had planned to get kicked by this guy and take the opportunity to roll a few more laps.

Right now. He kicked him in the chest, making the distance between the two less intimate.

Counterattack! Success, your kick deals 10 damage to the opponent, and with the additional 25 damage, you actually deal 35 damage to the opponent.

There are 2 seconds left.

Zhao Qian estimated the number of seconds in his heart, how could he care so much.

Desperately running a few steps forward, one lunged forward and hid behind a tombstone.

The werewolf behind him was also running.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the explosives exploded.