Well, of course, there will be no such sentences in the otherworldly world where the Japanese translation is not up to standard and the Chinese expression is not clear. The reason why this kind of cross-examination with a slightly funny effect is actually to accurately summarize the inner emotional changes of the parties.

Romax had no idea that he would encounter this kind of shit, as this sentence usually does. At this moment, he seemed to be incarnated as a "tall" military engineer team behind enemy lines who was rushing to complete an important task, and suddenly encountered the obstruction and interrogation of the Japanese puppet army, which was called a lackey of the subordinate unit of the imperial army.

Honestly, these enemies with rotten sweet potatoes and rotten eggs naturally do not pose any threat to his own safety, but the feeling that his important actions are delayed, and every minute is a tormenting mood, which is simply indescribable.

So much so that if you want to accurately express this complex emotion, you have to use "You drop, what drop work!" Otherwise, it simply cannot effectively summarize Romez's mood at the moment.

He wanted to kill these guys.

However, the most aggrieved thing is that Romax found that he couldn't do it!

"Who the hell did I bump into?"

Romez's heart was extremely depressed, and he saw that on his left hand, several members of the Guardian (Dare) Guard (Death) Team whose faces and body parts had begun to appear alienated were tightly guarding the loop of pipes exposed from their waists with their hands, and under the palm, which had almost become in the shape of claws, was a smooth metal-like disc, much like the electronic weighing disc he had seen.

Needless to say, this must be one of Chen Xi's perverted suggestions.

Under the premise that there is a forbidden technique - the effect of [Divine Purification and Demon Fighting] protects without worrying about blowing up the sewer. This madman is so dangerous. Romax was sure that this sparsely made kinetic energy sensor bomb was hugging the cliff with the intention of ending up together. In a closed explosive environment, the power generated is enough to make any witchers and aliens dare not act rashly. Not to mention, looking at the bulging state under the clothes of these death squads, I don't know how many explosives Lu Dao is carrying on his body, if it really explodes, I am afraid that several adjacent passages will suffer.

"This guy is so mad that he can't get it!"

If this is the case, it will not be enough to make Romans so frightened that he does not dare to do it.

He had many ways to kill them without touching their bodies. For example, [Death Howl], [Edhiamin's Topper]. [Soul Stripping] and so on.

But here's the problem. The state of these guys is clearly not right.

When others interrogated him, these people were fine, not only did they not feel nervous at all, but their eyes remained dull. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly. A few traces of white, transparent liquid hung from above. The dripping on the clothes is unconscious, so he is smiling stupidly there.

But Romanz would never take these people for idiots, because that would mean he was an idiot himself.

He is absolutely convinced. Even if he could get rid of everyone in the first place, these seemingly stupid guys would be able to hit the weight sensor plate with only the last thoughts that remained in their bodies.

And after that, even if he survives intact, he will face endless obstacles. You must know that in front of every manhole cover that goes up, there are many members of the witcher and the escort team guarding it.

With nothing to do, Romez had no choice but to take out his temporary residence card, hand it over and smile with a good face: "This captain, I am a demon hunter 0102385174 who lives in passage 010238, and now I want to go to passage 010243, stay soon, and I will come back tonight." ”

In the bottom of my heart, of course, I cursed these people to be trapped and die inside, and not to leave any of them behind.

"Well, the number is correct, but your temporary residence card is still white, and the witchers I've met in the past few days are all blue cards." After a few glances, the captain of the convoy asked if he felt strange.

"It's not surprising that you're talking about this, those are proofs that I'm already working for ZF and the church, and I'm not part of them, so it's going to be the same as ordinary people." Romans patiently explained.

But what Romax didn't expect was that as soon as he finished saying this, the captain's face suddenly collapsed.

"You still have the face to say!"

He raised his arm angrily, pointed straight at Romez's nose and scolded, "Why don't you join it?" Don't you know what kind of situation Fieldland is facing right now! And, you don't want to think, who caused it? You demon hunters have caused the accident, why do we ordinary people have to bear it! ”

Before Romes could react from the idea of whether to directly kill these ordinary people who dared to despise him, or to endure humiliation and just escape, the captain, who was getting more and more excited, threw the white temporary residence card into the water, which was tantamount to a slap in the face to him.

"Other witchers have been a bit responsible, from last night to this afternoon, they have been busy with their feet on the ground, casting magic for our family and loved ones, or taking their teammates to the ground to collect clean food and water that is not contaminated (in order to prevent individuals from carrying it privately, the church uses the excuse that they have the means to detect virus contamination), but you garbage is still white, what shame do you want!"

"You're killing yourselves"

Romans was tempted to make death threats to everyone in a sinister tone, and buzzed to kill the shitty bastards, but he found himself unable to.

It is hard to imagine how the arrogant self picked up the temporary residence permit that fell into the water, and then reluctantly admitted that he did not care about the overall situation and did not understand the general personal mistakes. Anyway, by the time Romanz came to his senses, he was already in front of the manhole cover passage that led to the outside.

On the opposite side were two makeshift fortresses with machine guns and heavy artillery, sandwiched between the railings that went up, and near were guardrails made of barbed wire and steel barbed barbed to block the entire passage, and the faces of vigilant people were placed there, including the guards, the chengguans, and some in the costumes of the clergy of the Holy Communion.

"Hey, what do you want to do?"

He was questioned again, but this time Romans did not have any negative emotions. People are always like this, and they will realize that the lower limit can be constantly refreshed when they have been hit enough.

"I went out to have something, and I forgot to bring in some important things, and I want to go back and take them down."

"No, no one is allowed to pass through here for personal reasons."

"There's no other way to accommodate me, I'm a witcher, and I won't be in danger outside."

"No, the rules are like this, no one is allowed to pass through here for personal reasons, if you really want to go out, you can join the establishment of the temporary chengguan, they usually have to go out several times a day"

At this time, the manhole cover was opened from above, and a bright light came through, and a team of strong men returned with a full load of them walking out.

One of them, after hearing the conversation here, issued a warm invitation: "Hey, old man over there, do you want to join us?" ”

I don't know what this voice is, but it sounds familiar to Romes. However, when the man was completely down, Romez shook his head again.

Because he would never know an existence with such a strange appearance.

The face is like that of a creature called an alpaca, and there is a ring of white fluff around its neck, needless to say, this guy is an ordinary person who has joined the escort, and this change has been caused by the mutation. And he will never be familiar with ordinary people.

But Romans agreed to the invitation, because he didn't want to waste any more time, and left Peterpan, where he was cross-examined three times, almost every two passages.

He didn't want to experience that bad mood anymore. (To be continued......)