The brains were splattered with blood, but they were swept away in an instant by the wind that poured in through the window, and the turtledove looked back with a smile on his face and waited to ask the little insect for a reward, and his expression seemed to say:

"Why don't you come and praise me?"

"I'll let you go and see what's going on on the roof, how long have you been grinding and chirping!"

No wonder people say "don't guess the girl's thoughts, you can't guess if you guess and guess", as for whether others believe it or not, turtledove believes it anyway.

Grabbing the back of his head, the turtledove shook the threaded steel bar in his hand again, so as to shake off the broken bones and brains on it, and raised his head to look at the ceiling of the subway.

Could it be anyone?

The turtledove shook his head, unable to believe his own idea, because the whole subway was speeding forward at a very high speed, and even the carriage was almost overwhelmed, and if there were people on the roof, they would not be blown to death by the wind.

And, if there really is someone, then how did the other party run on the roof of the car?

Puzzled, Ikaruga decided to climb up to see what was going on, he casually pinned the threaded steel bar behind his waistband, and it was better to get in the way, but it was better than being unarmed, in case he really ran into a clone trouser on it, and they had pulse rifles in their hands, could he not count on this pair of fists?

In the short time that Ikaruga was preparing, the body of the clone warrior whose head had been smashed by him with a stick had slipped out of the carriage, and Idove glanced at the bloodstain left behind by the other party's death, and said to himself, "Are these clones painless?"

First, the turtledove pierced the shoulder with a threaded steel bar and nailed it firmly to the wall of the carriage, but the other party was able to try to pull the steel bar out with a blank face.

Immediately after that, the turtledove found an opportunity to punch the other man in the face, smashing not only his nose bone, but also several of his teeth by the way, but even so, the clone warrior remained unmoved, and continued to wave the threaded steel bar to hit the turtledove.

In the end, the turtledove snatched the steel bar from the other party's hand, and the friction suddenly rubbed the clone warrior's palm into a bloody blur, but did people cry out for pain, or no, until the turtledove smashed his head, and the clone warrior never shouted even a single word "pain" from beginning to end.

If Ikaruga remembers correctly, they haven't said anything since he saw these clone warriors, and they are really a silent group of opponents, as for why these clone warriors have never spoken, Turtledove is not very clear.

……

"Whew."

The subway of the speed car passed another turn, and the turtledove was suddenly changed to the body area, and the whole person was almost thrown out, so that the cold wind blew like this, the turtledove finally woke up from the state of distraction, he spat into the palm of his hand fiercely, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to climb up the roof along the body to see what was on the roof.

After stroking his hands on his arms twice, Ikaruga remembered that his clothes had been torn and thrown away, and now he was in a state of "naked".

The main road of the subway is much wider than the branch line, at least the turtledove lying on the side of the window will not touch the walls on both sides when he stretches out his hand, he estimates that the distance between the car and the wall can be three or four meters, although it is not much, but it will not let him climb out of the window before he is rubbed to death by the wall.

Not to mention how uncomfortable it was with a steel bar pinned to the waistband of his trousers, the turtledove's pants were almost falling off, so that he had to change his method, and specially free one hand to hold the steel bar, and the reassembled turtledove finally moved from one side of the carriage to the other, grabbed the window frame with his right hand, and jumped up.

The frantic air currents were like a hammer, pounding at the turtledove's head and body, so that he couldn't lift his head, but the turtledove was sure that there were indeed clone warriors on the roof of the car, and there were quite a few of them.

"How did these guys get to the top of the car?"

The turtledove couldn't understand this problem and stopped thinking about it for a while, and said that no matter how they climbed up, they didn't have a good heart anyway, and they had to find a way to get them all down, so as not to let them threaten the safety of the insects.

With his feet on the window frame, half of the turtledove's head just above the level of the roof, he watched as seven or eight heavily armed clone warriors lay on the roof of the car, making their way to the cab in front of him.

"Wait, it looks like it's more than seven or eight people."

Turtledove looked behind him again, and saw that these clone warriors were all lined up, and there were seven or eight on top of the two carriages closest to him, and I don't know how many there were in the darkness behind.

Rolling his eyes twice, Ikaruga spotted a clone trouser in front of him, and he dropped the threaded steel bar in his hand, turned the sharper one forward, and stabbed forward with a "poof", stabbing the clone trouser in the waist without hindrance.

The turtledove didn't stay long, and immediately retracted the threaded steel bar and his head after stabbing it, his movements were too fast, and the lighting in the passage was insufficient, so the clone warrior who had a bloody hole in his waist and eye didn't even understand what was wrong with him, why was he injured at the right end?

The clone warriors were indeed not afraid of pain, but for no reason, anyone would be in a panic, and the clone warriors who were not holding their hands firmly and were bleeding from their waists were swept up from the roof of the car by the air currents on the spot and flew backwards.

Turtledove didn't see exactly what his final outcome would be, but when he heard the sound of "pop", Turtledove estimated that the clone warrior must have crashed into the wall and exploded.

The turtledove got back through the window of the carriage, but instead of stopping, it changed direction, got out of a window on the other side of the carriage, and aimed at another clone warrior's waist, stabbing an unknown clone warrior out of the car again.

Poking here and there, the turtledove kept changing the position of his shot in the carriage, in order to kill a few more clone warriors before the other party noticed.

Although the clone warriors who have been inexplicably attrition don't know what's going on, they have already realized that something is wrong, and they are lying on the top of the train to look left and right, but the turtledove is very thief, and each time they only show a pair of eyes to observe the situation first, and wait until they are sure that they will not be discovered before they quickly take action.

In a few moments, the turtledove easily poked four or five clone warriors out of the roof of the car, just like stabbing a jujube tree with a long pole.