Huang Tai Sin and the four-legged dragon clinged to the corpse of the spirit of fire and did not let go, under the influence of Shen Cong, they would not attack humans, but the army that cleaned up the battlefield did not dare to approach. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I can only ask Shen Cong for help.

Shen Cong frowned and walked over, and Wong Tai Sin's emotions revealed: "My, my, my, my...... It's all mine! ”

The four-legged dragon hugged its head and legs, and muttered the same: "Bugs...... I don't care about you...... It's mine...... Delicious ...... Closer to ...... Kill them all......"

"Yours?" Shen Cong first looked at the four-legged dragon, his face was silent, and in fact, he scolded in his heart, "Then you eat." ”

The four-legged dragon held its head, and it couldn't open its mouth when it wanted to gnaw, because it had reached the saturation of the fire spirit medium, and it couldn't eat it at all, and the competition was just because of the attraction.

"Eat." Shen Cong urged.

The four-legged dragon hugged the magma head and muttered, "Bobo......"

"Eat, eat!"

"Bobo ......"

"Eat!"

Under Shen Cong's continuous pressure, the four-legged dragon finally came to his senses, and threw out the magma head and front legs aggrievedly: "Don't eat it...... Wave...... Bad ......"

That's when it happened.

Wong Tai Sin suddenly rushed over and took the magma head and front legs in his mouth: "Mine, mine, mine, all mine...... Mine、Kill! Saying that, with a weasel face, he roared viciously at the surrounding troops, and also roared at the four-legged dragon, but he didn't dare to roar at Shen Cong.

Shen Cong's face became even more gloomy.

Weasel-cicada language communication: "Wong Tai Sin, put everything down for me!" ”

"My, my, my ......"

"Yours? Eat it for me now! ”

"My ......"

"Eat it!"

"I can't eat it...... My, my, my ......"

"Don't force me to make a move, Wong Tai Sin, the consequences of my shot are very serious."

"My ......" Huang Daxian seemed to sense Shen Cong's anger, but he still clung to the corpse of the Spirit of Fire and didn't let go, "My ......"

If you don't beat for three days, your skin will itch.

Shen Cong was silent, and directly guided Superbrain to drive the King Kong Fortress, brandished the mushroom sword and rushed over, giving Huang Daxian a big slap. Huang Daxian was stunned and wanted to fight back, but he understood that the car belonged to Shen Cong, so he endured it again, and just curled up his body, intending to pretend to be a scoundrel.

Shen Cong didn't plan to let it go, this Huang Daxian was not his war pet, so he had to use means to clean it up, otherwise it would not obey.

So next, a more bloody picture appears.

The soldiers of the surrounding troops who were waiting to clean up the battlefield were all dumbfounded, in their eyes, the unparalleled golden beast Huang Daxian who was high and powerful was beaten all over the head by Shen Cong driving the King Kong Fortress, but he didn't dare to resist at all. When he was in a hurry and just wanted to resist, Shen Cong glared at it and withered again.

This kind of ferocity is simply superb.

They didn't know how Shen Cong had used spices as bait to teach Wong Tai Sin a lesson, and they didn't know that Shen Cong's particle-level coercion could be crushed in a directional manner. Under the double constraint, Wong Tai Sin did not dare to set off the slightest idea of rebellion. And it has thick skin, and it is said that it was beaten badly, but in fact it is just a little painful.

Harmless.

Of course, after being taught continuously, Wong Tai Sin Rao was attracted by the fire spirit medium, and was also beaten to his senses, and finally reluctantly learned the four-legged dragon and threw the corpse of the fire spirit out. Turning back three times one step at a time, he ran to a nearby big tree, and he didn't want to come down.

Only then did Shen Cong turn around.

The clouds on his face were light and light, as if he had just done a small thing.

Indifferently said to the commander of the team: "Now you can clean up the battlefield, the spirit of the fire has a very strong attraction to evolved individuals, especially those of the super level and above, you had better cut it and wrap it in leather gold or the like." ”

"Understood!" The commander, a resolute soldier, immediately saluted.

The reason why he saluted the military was because just before, the Military Commission had issued an order for them to treat Shen Cong as the supreme leader.

This instruction is usually very abrupt, but no one who has seen the black and white picture will find it abrupt.

Powerful god-like characters deserve such courtesy.

Shen Cong didn't care about the other party's attitude, glanced at the busy troops, and said, "Register me carefully, don't miss a little, my goods, no one can be greedy for ink." ”

"Please rest assured, Boss Huang."

The conversation ended simply, and Tao Zhongyang had already asked people to pounce on the body of the spirit of fire, carefully sampling and studying, and he wanted to collect first-hand information. Of course, as a dean and an academician-level bull, Tao Zhongyang does not need to do it himself, he only needs to be in command.

He still wanted to communicate with Shen Cong.

Because what his colleagues in the Academy of Sciences know, he already knows, and when he communicates with Shen Cong, something new comes out every moment.

"Boss Huang, you are very young." Tao Zhongyang said in the tone of an old man.

The black leather coat made of leather gold on Shen Cong's body was torn in a few places, and his delicate face was covered with inertia and frost. He has become accustomed to showing people such an indifferent face: "What does it matter? ”

"It doesn't matter." Tao Zhongyang put his hands behind his back and said, "Is your height two meters five?" ”

Tao Zhongyang was only a little more than one meter seven, and his height was only as high as Shen Cong's chest. Shen Cong's eyelids drooped, without the slightest interest in introducing himself, and bluntly changed the topic: "Seeing the Spirit of Tinder, has Dean Tao ever associated with Transformers?" ”

"Transformers, you say the kind of movie that turns from a car into a robot?"

"Yes."

"I've heard them talk about it from young researchers, but it's just a fantasy for a car to become a robot...... You're talking about the spirit of fire that can transform this change, right? Tao Zhongyang reacted that Shen Cong was based on the bionic spirit of the Tinder, and thought of Transformers.

Shen Cong nodded: "Yes." ”

Tao Zhongyang pondered: "Tsk, this...... What is the transformation method of the Spirit of Tinder, and has Boss Huang figured it out? ”

"The superbrain controls the divine fire, and the divine fire controls the body, but this kind of control is still difficult to flexibly control with human consciousness for the time being, and it may be necessary to wait until the brain cloud completes the gradual transformation and evolves into the superbrain to be proficient in control. But even with such a flexible control as the Spirit of Fire, the strength is still weak, and if our future evolution is like this, it is obvious that it is too weak. ”

Shen Cong said it as a matter of course.

Tao Zhongyang was speechless.

From Shen Cong's point of view, it is true that the spirit of the fire is a battle scum, and as soon as the two big moves are opened, the spirit of the fire will directly hit the street. But from the standpoint of most human beings, the spirit of the fire is simply a catastrophic level, and if everyone can evolve to this extent, it will be easy to regain the dominance of the earth.

So he pondered for a while and said, "I can't give you any answers for the time being, and I need to analyze the Tinder Spirits, including Superbrain. ”

"Let's study the fire spirit medium first, as well as the superbrain prototype of the Thunder Giant Sequoia, when the time comes, I will let you lead the team to study the superbrain. Okay, that's the end of today's conversation, I still have something to do, let's go first. ”

After Shen Cong finished speaking, he got into the car directly, greeted the heart seal and the weasel-cicada language, and quickly disappeared into the vast night with Huang Daxian and the four-legged dragon.

As soon as he left, the people who were quietly cleaning the battlefield quickly pulled the topic to him.

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Tomorrow there is something that can not be coded.,Prevent breaking.,Tonight's third shift will be moved to tomorrow.,So tomorrow is probably two more.。

I'm so sorry. (To be continued.) )