I think we people are quite funny at this moment, it's not to fight, it's not to fight, especially this time we have been discovered by the berserk beast about our bad intentions, if we let him go, we will be empty in the future, and he will not be able to break us up individually?

I struggled. Cold hands and drug lords are worthy of being big guys, and they all came up with a ruthless force at the critical moment, they came out of the hiding place, and shouted to their subordinates, "Let's go together!" ”

Looking at the posture, we are in a ruin today.

Those who pretended to be polished, and the hidden thugs, all copied the guys, and surrounded the berserk beasts little by little, but now there was no sneak attack, it was purely rushing up, they all had some drums in their hearts, and no one took the lead.

The Iron Donkey didn't stop, striding towards the Berserker. I thought that the iron donkey wanted to be the vanguard, and as soon as he made a move, it would mark the beginning of the war.

But the iron donkey had no intention of fighting, and when he came to the side of the berserker, he threw a steel pipe at the berserker.

I'm not mistaken, it's thrown over. Although the berserker beast was wearing a bracelet and was a little inconvenient, it still raised its hands and caught the steel pipe.

Not only me, but everyone else was stunned. At this moment, the Iron Donkey and the Berserk Beast also showed the intention of fighting side by side, and launched an attack on the cold hand and the drug lord's men.

The two of them were no different from the evil tigers, and with such a fight, they knocked down three thugs at once.

I looked at this reversal of the situation, and suddenly came to the thought, saying that the iron donkey knew the berserker beast, and even went deeper, the berserker beast was the connector of our visit to the Qu Horror Prison this time.

This conclusion surprised me so much, and I did a lot of calculations, but I didn't expect that the connector was also a prisoner, could it be that this mission, we just rescued the berserk beast? In that case, does the Severed Finger Prison guard know anything about the Berserker?

A question mark popped up in my head, but I didn't have time to think about it or ask questions. The cold-handed drug lords only knew that the iron donkey had rebelled, and on the one hand, they also fought with the iron donkey with steel pipes, and on the other hand, the two gentlemen turned their heads and looked at me squatting next to the polisher.

I looked at them for a moment. I couldn't help but gasp as I looked at the look in their eyes that they wanted to eat my flesh raw.

I know that the most hated person like them is the anti-bone boy. These two thugs rushed at me like crazy, and I was empty-handed, so what weapons did I have?

I've got some lime powder in my pocket, but this thing has to be surprisingly successful, and now using it, the other party is on guard, and it won't work at all.

I don't want to talk about those things that I don't need, I just want to run away if I can't beat them. I quickly stood up and ducked around the grinder to the corner.

The two thugs took out a pair of fierce pursuits, and followed behind with an unrelenting posture.

I looked around as I ran, trying to find a weapon at my disposal, even if it was a stick. But there is nothing else here but metal balls and leftovers.

I can't pick up a few metal balls and skim them at the thug, these metal balls are not heavy, and they are not as powerful as stones.

I was worried, especially since I had two enemies to face. Coming down like this, I fled to a corner. Here are stacked two shells of the grinder.

They are all thick metal skins, and it is estimated that each one weighs as much as one hundred and eighty pounds. At first glance, this shell didn't work for me, but I had a flash of inspiration and almost laughed.

I said in my heart that God must be my relative, such a big metal shell is definitely the best umbrella.

I rushed over, holding a shell, ducking my whole body inside, and carrying it to the ground.

There was a bang, my body was a little painful, and my eyes were dark, and I shrank into my shell like a turtle.

I'm sure these two thugs must have been dumbfounded, I've never seen someone like me in my life. The two of them cursed, and they had to work together to lift the metal shell open.

But this kind of shell has a smooth appearance, and there is no protrusion, and they tried to find a place to borrow strength, but they couldn't find it at all.

One of the thugs was very "smart", and he stuck his hand in the gap between the metal shell and the ground, trying to pick at the metal shell and lift it up.

I knew it at once when he picked it out, because there was a light coming out of the crack.

There's no way I'm going to give him a chance to look at the pitiful knuckles of fingers sticking in. I reached out and slammed it.

I'm sure if he hadn't withdrawn his hand, I'd have broken his fingers. But the thug screamed in pain and retracted his finger in time. This makes me a little regretful.

I looked around again, noticing where there was any light. Even I was prepared for fear that they would poke the steel pipe in and warp the metal shell.

In that case, I can't break the pipe, so I'll have to drag it and fight with the thugs.

But the thinking between people is different, and the two thugs did not use this method, but picked up the steel pipe and smashed it against the metal shell.

In fact, they smashed like this, and they couldn't hurt my body at all, but the bad thing was that I was hiding in the metal shell, and this kind of banging sound surrounded in this small space, which undoubtedly aggravated the momentum.

I felt like my whole head was buzzing and my eardrums were very painful.

I had already digested what I had eaten in the morning, otherwise I suspect that I would have been able to throw up.

They had no intention of stopping, and the force of the smash continued to increase. I couldn't do it, and I couldn't go out, so I had to cover my ears as hard as I could, and curled up uncomfortably.

At this moment, I was very pessimistic, and my heart said that if this continues, will I be shocked to death in the shell?

This went on for half a minute, and all of a sudden, the two thugs stopped smashing their shells. When the noise stopped, I let out a sigh of relief, and I felt that the world had become a better place again.

But then I muttered something bad in my heart, I was afraid that these two thugs would start to warp the metal shell again.

I endured the discomfort and looked around. It's strange that these two thugs are like they're gone, and they don't continue to deal with me at all.

I thought to myself, what's going on? In the distance, there was a sudden loud noise, as if someone had opened a few more polishers.

I suspect that the situation in the distance has changed, and that the Iron Donkey and the Berserker must have gained the upper hand, and the two thugs were forced to abandon me and rush to their aid. But this also makes no sense, what does their support have to do with opening the polisher?

I know that for the sake of this plan, I should not think too much about it, and I can't continue to hide, I have to help the iron donkey and the berserk beast, after all, we are grasshoppers on a rope.

I quickly rolled over so that my back was against the ground so that I could stretch out my legs and step on the metal shell to borrow strength.

I silently counted one, two, three, and at the same time exerted force on both legs, and with this force, I pushed the side of the big metal shell over. I crawled out again along the gap and with a dirty face.

I didn't bother to wipe my face, and when I stood up and looked into the distance. Most of the thugs were lying on the ground, with no small injuries, humming.

Cold Hand and the drug lord both hid behind the two thugs, who faced the Iron Donkey and the Berserk Beast, each holding a strange thing in their hands.

It looks like a chainsaw, it has handles, but it's a gear on top. The gears are running at high speed. I guess it was improvised from the grinder.

Protected by these two artifacts, the Iron Donkey and the Berserk Beast did not dare to approach for a while, and the Iron Donkey tried to poke it in with a steel pipe, but a thug met it with an electric wheel. After the steel pipe touched the electric wheel, it was polished and sneered outward. The iron donkey had to take another step back.

These two thugs had cold expressions, and at the same time they were smiling, as if to say, aren't you bulls? It's a gentleman and rushes over!

I saw that the situation had reached a stalemate, and I felt that there was little point in me running over for reinforcements.

I wondered how I could break the electric wheel weapon, and I casually looked around.

It is also said that by chance, there is a large box on a wall next to me. The box was fastened with a glass cover and locked with a small lock.

My mind moved, and I ran over to the big box. Originally, the glass cover was covered with dust, and it was still dark in color, and I couldn't see what was inside through it.

But I reached out to wipe the dust away, and took a closer look.

Here are rows of gates, needless to say, they are the electric switches in the workshop.

I turned my head to look at the two thugs with electric wheels, and said to myself, let you guys scream, and see how you can play when the power is out.

I didn't have the key to unlock the lock, so I simply elbowed it against the glass cover. In a few clicks, the hood shattered.

I was a little anxious, and when I reached in, the back of my hand was cut by the glass ballast on the cover, but I didn't care.

There are too many small gates in this, and I have so many tubes? After shouting "medium", he closed the main gate on the edge and the largest!