The lizard, shrouded in blue electric light, shook its body, and its fierce gaze kept staring at the money mirror. The blood was no longer rushing out, and it seemed that the contracted muscles were pressing down on the wound, slowing down the rate at which the lizard monster's vitality and combat power were lost. The fact of being transferred raised the anger in the lizard's heart, and it opened its mouth and made a chewing and biting motion at the money mirror, making a vicious scream. If it weren't for the blue lightning that temporarily paralyzed its muscles, the lizard would have pounced on the human who fell to the ground in front of it!

Qian Jing's heart was full of remorse, and he understood that his predicament was self-inflicted, and he was carried away by the excitement of having superpowers, lost his prudence, and overestimated his ability. When you encounter a broken eggshell, you should hide the stickman, exit the warehouse, and go to the lazy ghost, and let her deal with this obviously dangerous thing!

The mistake has been made, but the head can't really be given away, Qian Jing will never sit still! He propped up his upper body, and his two eyes quickly surveyed the surrounding environment. The shelving structure that had been pierced by the blue energy ball looked like it could be used! It was just in the lower position, and there was a huge load on it!

"Collapse!" Qian Jing ordered. The stickman who had just been drawn immediately rushed to the shelves with a bundle of steel needles, constantly throwing them at the already damaged frame, expanding the scope of the damage area. The metal shelves reverberate throughout the warehouse like the ringing bells of a temple.

The stickman kept borrowing his strength, so the powerlessness of the money mirror continued to invade, coupled with the noise of vibrating the eardrums, as if someone was constantly hitting him with a heavy hammer. In this case, it is quite difficult to control the body, no less than a patient with a nerve damage who wants to regain the power to move freely. Qian Jing wanted to fall down directly to rest, and let the cold floor carry his tired body. But the sense of death filled his heart, and he knew that he had to fight for his life.

I never thought it would be so difficult to move a meter away from the ground, but Qian Jing had to do it. If he doesn't move this meter, he himself will be in the path of the collapse of the shelves, and he may be crushed underneath with the lizard. With this meter, he can also reach out and pull the shelf with the stickman to make it fall as soon as possible. With this meter, he can also have a greater hope of defeating the enemy.

The lizard finally broke free from the masochism of its own electro-light energy ball and took its first step forward. The sharp front paws left clear marks on the hard concrete floor, and the harsh grinding sound made the ears ache for a while. It twisted its body from side to side, shook off the remaining arcs of energy, and stepped out of its other front paw.

Qian Jing's arm continued to increase its strength, and the shelves were already crumbling. He stared at the lizard's slightest movement, holding his breath nervously. The lizard must be dragged down the shelves as it advances—he reminds himself—sooner it will dodge, too late I'll die! The damn monster must be limited before it can keep attacking and bloodletting to kill it!

The lizard's hind legs break free, and only its tail remains. It struggled forward, stretched out its front paws and swung at it, a threatening sound coming from its mouth. "It's now!" Qian Jing roared, pressing his whole body weight on the shelf.

There was a creaking sound, and the shelves began to topple over, then crashed into the other shelf, stuck in mid-air, and across their heads like a bridge. Large and small bags of goods fall down, forming a torrential rain. The lizard had broken free of its tail, and it swayed from side to side, avoiding a television, three sewing machines, a stroller, and a large bag of rotting apples, before sneering at the money mirror.

Why are the shelves so sturdy? It's not a damn nuclear submarine! Qian Jing roared in a frenzy, his fingers slashed along the frame of the shelf, and the black line immediately turned into a metal spear. He held a spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear was aimed at the lizard: "Come on, four-legged reptile!

The flickering metal spear tip was unusually sharp, and it was all the more threatening in the hands of someone who was ready to fight desperately. The lizard didn't need to think much at all, it raised its tail directly, the scales on its back erect, and a flash of energy passed from the top of its head backwards. Since you have a long-range attack method, it should be used to solve the problem at this time!

Qian Jing remained motionless, watching the lizard's movements, or rather, he was just waiting for this opportunity. "Suicide Squad!" he shouted.

The stickman is hiding on the shelf, and because the shelf collapses to form a bridge, it is very close to the lizard. They pounced, grabbed the tip of the lizard's cocked tail, and bent it downward. It was at this time that the blue-purple energy reached its peak, and the crystal fragments emitted a dazzling light, and then the energy balls were launched with the strongest "power".

This is not a gentle ball of energy that lizards use to clear the "miscellaneous insects" on their bodies, but a powerful thing that can pierce through metal like an armor-piercing cannonball. The environment created by Qian Jing uses shelves to create a "roof" so that the lizard cannot jump and pounce, and if it wants to get close to him, it can only crawl over from the ground. Scattered cargo will hinder its movement, and the metal spear will give the money mirror an advantage in attack range. As a result, the lizard has a high chance of opting for energy orbs, a common method of attacking enemies at a distance. At this time, the stickman can borrow the power of the lizard to kill the lizard - this is Qian Jing's plan.

With a "boom", the ball of energy hit the ground downward, and the TV parts and rotten apple juice dispersed, obscuring the vision for a while. In a flash of lightning, all the stickmen burned out in an instant - which is why they are called suicide squads. Without them to provide information, Qian Jing did not know the specific battle situation for a while, let alone was sure whether the danger had been lifted.

He tightened his spear in one hand, pulled the shelf down hard with the other, and slammed his shoulder into the supporting row on the left. The shaky shelves finally collapsed, crushing the lizard underneath. Qian Jing clearly heard a wail of pain! This shows that the lizard is not lightly injured, and this means that the damned lizard is not dead!

"Stickman, attack!"

Qian Jing felt dizzy for a while, and his feet were a little weak. On the one hand, it is due to the overexertion caused by nervousness, and on the other hand, it is too much consumption to use the Mind Sculpting Ink. At this time, if you want to create a stickman, you have to grit your teeth to do it. With trembling hands, it is difficult to draw straight lines, so the steel needle that the stickman holds in his hand is twisted and twisted, and it is difficult to ensure accuracy at a glance.

The shelves shook violently and bounced off Qian Jing's hands, and then the lizard crawled out. Its right forelimb and half of its shoulder were completely gone, and the bones, muscles, and internal organs could even be seen through the breach, but it was still not dead!

"So tenacious? Come on! It's all come to this!" Qian Jing licked his lips and gasped and said, "I know I should start running immediately and pull you away, but I actually don't have that much physical strength! Either you die or I die!

The twisted steel needles are hard to pinpoint, the air resistance makes them fly, and the trajectory is biased like. The few hitters make the lizard constantly bleed, and it can only hit the piercing effect. This lizard is really a monster that is not afraid of death, and in this case, it supports itself with three claws and a tail and rushes towards the money mirror. It wants this flesh and blood to heal and survive.

The spear stabbed out, weak and weak, and was easily bitten off by sharp teeth, Qian Jing's heart was cold, and his vision was blackened.

In a trance, he saw a bright light pass in front of him, white and green, and then blood flew along with the lizard's head.