Chapter Seventy-Five: Procrastination
"Puppy, go on."
When he was still about 1,500 meters away from the military factory, Nishi stopped, and at the same time he stopped with the puppy. He conjured a palm-sized black cloth out of thin air and threw it into the air, and the puppy jumped up and grabbed it~, waging its little tail and running in the other direction.
Xi looked at Wu Zhen, who was gradually approaching the gate of the military factory, turned around, and disappeared in place.
Today's style is extraordinarily big, and Wu Zhen is on the downhill road again, the speed is uncontrollably faster, and the strong wind blows the face, like being cut by a knife.
Wu Zhen squinted his eyes and silently calculated the distance, and when there was about a thousand meters left, he made a lot of effort under his feet and slowed down his speed a little.
On the other side, the dog made a big circle, came to a small window, jumped on it easily, pulled the iron bar off, and got in.
You're all set.
"It's my turn."
Wu Zhen had an extra handful of pebbles in his left hand, and he threw them as he ran.
The speed of the stone was very fast, and the moment it got into the grass, there was a loud bang on the spot, dust flew, and a dirt pit was blown out.
The explosions sounded one after another, and the stones in Wu Zhen's hands became fewer and fewer, and the gate of the military factory was already close in front of him.
In the munitions factory, the evolutionaries lurking in all corners were relieved, that terrifying sniper stepped on so many bombs, even if he was not killed, he was almost crippled.
At the gate, Wei Lin hid well, and her task was to stop Xi who wanted to break in. Hearing the series of explosions, she suddenly had a question in her heart: How did these bombs that had just been planted seem to have been deliberately exploded?
Not a single one was missed.
The explosions stopped. Wei Lin's face changed, she counted, it seemed that there was one missing, and there was still a bomb that did not explode. Since Nishi knew where all the bombs were placed, why didn't he detonate all of them.
When the strong wind hit, Wei Lin jumped out of the hiding point, only saw a black shadow in his eyes, and immediately handed his fist up.
When the black shadow reached the top of the fist, Wei Lin's eyes finally saw what the black shadow was, under the army-green iron shell, there was a large amount of gunpowder, which was a bomb.
Wei Lin let out a low snort, held steady and motionless, and pushed his fist.
Rumble!
The bomb was exploded with fists, the smell of gunpowder filled the air, and white smoke and dust rose up.
Before the smoke and dust dissipated, Wei Lin withdrew his intact fist and waved his hand absently.
A fist suddenly appeared in front of him, and the fist broke through the smoke and dust, occupying Wei Lin's entire eyeball.
Syllable!
Wei Lin lifted one leg and kicked the fist at the wrist behind the fist as it was about to approach her throat.
The fist suddenly disappeared.
Wu Zhen's leg swept from the side and hit Wei Lin's ankle.
Wei Lin's raised leg had just reached the height of her chest, and when she saw her fist disappear, it turned from movement to extreme static, fixed in the air for a very short time, and then stomped down.
Bang!
Wu Zhen felt that his instep hit an iron pillar, the iron pillar did not move, as steady as Mount Tai, the moment he hit it, he suddenly lost the feeling of his foot, the bones on the instep may have cracked, and a sharp pain passed from the ankle to the brain, one after another, the stinging pain was incomparable, but any feeling below the ankle disappeared temporarily.
Wei Lin is still standing in the same place, and his movements seem to have changed at all, although it is not high, but it gives people the illusion of being powerful and tall, and it is easy to remind people of a sentence, one husband is a pass, and ten thousand people are not open.
Wu Zhen was shocked out, and the moment he withdrew, he almost didn't stand firm and fell.
The feeling in his right foot gradually recovered, and after the severe pain, Wu Zhen felt it, the situation was fine, the bones were cracked, but it should be fine, but he felt that the shoes had become a little smaller, which meant that his feet were swollen, and the swelling pain came from one after another, making him even more worried about the next battle. It's just the first time we've had a fight, no, it's supposed to be a leg.
The smell of gunpowder was charming, but after being blown by the breeze, it still reluctantly dispersed from the battlefield between the two.
Wu Zhen saw the true state of this Wei Lin, and after seeing it clearly, he was even more worried, Xi's words seemed to be light, he didn't understand the level of strength, so Wei Lin's strength was above 90, and Wu Zhen knew after fighting her that the strength of the woman in front of him exceeded 100.
"You're not West." Wei Lin said with certainty.
Wu Zhen glanced at his right foot worriedly, really doubting whether he would first become disabled and paralyzed if he continued to fight, or if he was killed by this unattractive short woman.
Wei Lin was also observing the young man in front of him, this person looked thin, but his strength was okay, and his fighting style was the same, he was a very common power evolver, although this kind of evolver was nothing special, but as long as he was willing to work hard, no one could say what level he could go.
"If a sniper is close to the battle, is it still called a sniper?"
Wu Zhen was happy to delay time with her, anyway, he had discussed it with Xi at the beginning, just help him drag this woman, fighting or chatting, it is a way to drag.
Wei Lin smiled appreciatively, looking sincere, like a simple peasant woman.
"What is your relationship with him? Do you know who you're helping? If you don't know that our feud was deceived by his rhetoric, I can spare you and give you a piece of advice, don't get too close to West, he's a demon! Wei Lin's face changed, and he said in a strange way.
"Why is he a demon?" Wu Zhen showed a curious gaze, leaning forward slightly, looking very interested.
"He ......"
Bang!
The gunshot rang out, Wu Zhen's expression did not change, and his eyes stared at Wei Lin in a daze, as if he was saying it again, you go on! Say it quickly!
"You dare to lie to me?"
Wei Lin suddenly jumped to the side and hid in the door, and after taking cover, the expression on his face was a little calmer, and his eyes were staring at Wu Zhen with a cannibalistic expression.
Wu Zhen looked at Wei Lin's completely subconscious reaction, and wondered in his heart, the target of Xi's bullet was not her, and although that bullet was very fierce, it shouldn't scare her like this, right? Xi has a hidden ultimate, and he hasn't seen it, it's very possible, that kind of power should be about the same as the Killing Fist, and Xi has used it in front of these people in the military factory.
In front of a small window, Lin Hu's body has gradually cooled, his eyeballs are high ~ bulging, at this moment, there seems to be a light in his eyes, gray-white light, the light has a power that can bring the dead back to life, Lin Hu is struggling, maybe at a certain moment, he can instantly gain another strength, get up from the swamp of death, even if he is covered in mud, he must live like a human.
The light is getting stronger, and when it is about to reach a peak, it can't be gathered together after all, just a little bit, that is the distance between life and death, and it is also extremely far away.
The light dissipated unwillingly, and Lin Hu's constantly moving body stiffened, and he no longer reacted.
The breeze blew, and a black line suddenly rose on Lin Hu's forehead, and at the end of the black line was a palm-sized black cloth, the black cloth was deeply embedded in Lin Hu's eyebrow bone in the center, and the blood soaked up through the broken bones, forming a small blood-colored mark, which was a beautiful plum blossom mark.