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The light bulbs hanging from the iron wall glowed dimly, illuminating the boiling cauldrons and the messy scraps of metal on the table.

Except for the thunder outside the door and the rainstorm on the ground, in the enclosed space, there is only a muddy breath like a bellows.

The red gloves were naked, gritting his teeth to change the bandage on the bloody half of his body, and when he took off the gauze that adhered to the flesh, scarlet blood oozed from behind the torn scab.

As if they had been stuffed with countless blades, the tiny incisions opened like small pink mouths, spitting out scarlet saliva.

"FUXK! that monster junior high school student of Dongxia ......"

Red Glove cursed in a low voice, picked up the spray can, pressed it against the wound, and a burst of green spray fell on his body, like sulfuric acid falling in an alkaline liquid, and there was a snorting sound.

In the suppressed roar of pain, the pale green mist seemed to come alive, burrowing into his wound one by one, and then the whole half of his body squirmed, like a snake's lair.

He collapsed to the ground, spasmed in pain, and could no longer hold back his screams of pain.

Something was fighting on his shell, and soon, bruises and fragments of internal organs flowed out of the wound, a deep green, and wisps of ash like ink.

It was the poison of Chang Geng, which was barely squeezed out of his lungs......

If it weren't for his own Stigmata Taksin, who could temporarily zombify his body, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to stand this kind of attack with poison.

In just a few seconds, he was already drenched in sweat, sweat mixed with already decaying blood coming out of the wound.

It's like a living corpse dragged out of a coffin by a tomb robber.

But no matter what, he's still alive.

Even this near-death experience made him feel a lot more confident about his advance to Dire and stepping into the fourth stage.

When the alarm clock rang, he finally had the strength to get up from the ground, picked up the pliers, and poured the silver liquid from the boiling crucible into the iron cup.

Snort.

Where is the delicious drink, it is clearly a puddle of boiling metal solution!

Even now that it is semi-zombified, Red Glove hesitated for a long time after picking up the cup, but this improvised blended silver-blood potion only has an effect when it is in liquid state.

He made up his mind and drank it all.

In a sharp scorching pain, he almost suspected that his esophagus and mouth were burned to charcoal, but it was a necessary price.

This liquid, which is fatal to ordinary people, is actually a miniature stigmata with no grade - a short-lived miracle carried by liquid metal containers, which can repair damaged stigmata and shells in a short time, like a universal glue.

The technique of keeping it liquid at room temperature was a secret of each alchemy workshop, and it was impossible to leak it, and now he could only hastily deploy this version of the troubled version to save the day.

Soon, half of his bloody body was unexpectedly healed, revealing a trace of iron light in the wound. The solidified iron statue fused with flesh and blood, regluing the shattered husk.

And the intense pain also consumed his remaining energy, making his demeanor more and more drowsy, and he almost fainted.

With trembling palms, he fumbled for a bag from his pocket, unwrapped it, pulled out the incense inside, and lit it with his own essentia fire.

Wisps of smoke burrowed into his nostrils.

The pale face gradually turned ruddy, and the energy that was lacking slowly recovered a little under the stimulation of incense, but it was less than one-tenth of the normal state.

After all, the kind of convenient creation of red bottles and blue bottles in online games is unrealistic, and even if there is, it is so expensive that a tool can sell for millions of yuan, after all, it is a life-saving prop at a critical time.

And metal repairs the body, incense sustains the soul, this is the daily life of every frontier sublimator.

It wasn't until now that he finally pulled out his hand, brought the mobile phone that had been vibrating for a long time to his ear, and connected it.

"It's me, I'm still in Xinhai. ”

"How's it going?" asked the person on the phone.

"I was a little injured and still losing blood, but fortunately I had the 4 of spades you gave, otherwise I would have been caught. ”

He gasped for his coat with difficulty with one hand: "Now Xinhai has been fully plugged in by the Astronomical Society's leads, and the spare safe house has been discovered...... Don't worry, I'll leave at midnight, and the retreat I prepared will not leave a trace. ”

"Be careful, don't stay in the present place anymore, come back as soon as possible. ”

The person on the phone finally admonished: "Although the wedge of Xinhai has not been removed, it does not hinder the overall situation - your task has been completed, and soon we will be able to open the passage to the magic capital...... If the situation is in a crisis, make your own decisions and prioritize self-preservation. ”

Red Glove hung up the phone indifferently and began to destroy all the things that could not be taken away, and soon, it was cleaned up.

The time is 11:15.

It's time to leave this city of living corpses......

Boom!

Suddenly, there was a roar of collision in the distance.

Red Glove was stunned and looked at the surveillance screen in the corner.

- Someone is coming.

He spread his palms, summoned the fish tank, and lowered his head like a peek out of the water.

Just outside the door, a red sports car crashed headlong into a mountain of containers, emitting black smoke.

Car accident?

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"Ahem, ahem......"

In a puff of smoke, Huai Shi crawled out of the car in embarrassment, feeling dizzy, and the cold torrential rain sprinkled down, waking him up.

He looked around blankly, seeing the mountains of containers piled up in the dock area, and the cold sea in the distance beneath the gloomy sky.

"We're here?"

"Well, here it is. ”

The crow, who was almost alive, flew out of the car and looked around: "Won't you find a parking lot? Even if I say I want to be reckless, you don't have to be so hard as to drive the car and run in, right?"

"Have you forgotten what you did yourself!" Huai Shi glared at him, "Even if I park the car, I don't have the money to pay the fare, okay?"

"Then you won't leave the car and let Liu Dongli pay for it yourself after he is discharged from the hospital!"

Huai Shi was stunned for a moment, and found that in terms of the degree of conscience, this broken bird is better - in the degree of black heart, I Huai Shi would like to respect you as the strongest.

He braved the heavy rain, looked around, discerned the terrain, and found that he was completely confused, no matter where it was, it was like a crossroads made of colorful containers.

I can't tell where I am.

Not to mention finding the red gloves hidden inside.

said that it was okay to go out and fight monsters.

The place has arrived.

Weird?

The crow pondered for a moment, and then came up with a bad idea: "Why don't you try to shout twice?"

Huai Shi was stunned for a moment, then nodded in agreement, raised his hands into a horn and put it to his mouth, and shouted: "Hey, are you there? Is there anyone......? Red Glove Brother, where are you hiding?"

No one responded.

In the darkness, Red Gloves looked indifferently at the reflection of the water, expressionless.

"What's it? Is it funny?"

In an instant, the water in the fish tank rippled slightly.

The distant perspective looked around, and after making sure that no one was ambushing, it seemed to put down the telescope, and then picked up something again.

So a neat and detailed cross appeared in the mirror......

In the slow movement, he aimed at Huaishi's hood.

At the top of the tower crane hanging high in the air, the figure covered with a dustproof cloth crawling on the crane arm slowly got up, letting the torrential rain wash away his pale skin, and there was no lust in his dull eyes, only a goldfish swimming slowly.

The heavy sniper rifle was flattened in his hand.

Curb breathing.

Suffocating in pain, the chamber of the gun pointed forward from the flat hands, and the dark spear god reflected the endless torrential rain in the sky.

At that moment, through the rain and wind hundreds of meters, the scope had locked onto the defenseless blurred figure in the rain.

The thumb is slightly retracted.

And at that moment, the scenery in the scope suddenly turned to the side, and a huge scarlet pupil emerged from it. It was as if through the reflection of the fish tank, staring directly at the face of the red glove.

The instantaneous impact caused the red glove's hand to tremble, nearly knocking the fish tank over.

What the heck!

"What are you doing, little brother. ”

The crow that landed on the gun and was aiming at the sniper scope with the thief's head and thief's head actually spoke: "Isn't it appropriate to stand so high when it's raining?"

"......"

As she spoke, she lifted her paw and put what she was holding into the hands of the sluggish golem.

"A good thing for you. ”

Under the control of the red glove, the puppet subconsciously looked down, and then saw a slender ...... in his hand Wire?

At that moment, it seemed as if a faint blue light was shining from the wire.

The next second, in the roaring thunder, he couldn't see anything.

Boom!

“What the fuxk!”

The red glove staggered back as if it had been struck by thunder, subconsciously covering its forehead, feeling the pain of the split essentia being turned into scorched by the thunder.

And what made him even more uneasy was that the strange crow couldn't help but remind people of the famous crowned White Emperor of Eastern Xia, the girl who always ran around with a pigeon......

He suddenly shuddered: how many monsters of the same batch had been created by the group of madmen under the grass?

If this is the case, there is no point in avoiding and hiding.

Only by fighting to the death can there be a glimmer of life.

His expression became gloomy, his fists clenched hard, and after hearing the sharp sound of steel breaking in the distance, he slowly pushed the door out and walked out of the container where he was hiding.

In the face of the torrential rain, just before the intersection between the layers of steel, the sound of the young man shouting around came to an abrupt end.

"It really came out?"

Huai Shi was also surprised, as if no one really jumped out when shouting that no one would save you.

"You're the only one?"

Red Glove tilted his head and looked around, but found no trace of other people, and his expression became more and more cold: "The people of Dongxia are really not as good as the generation?"

"Ah, no, you may be mistaken. ”

Huai Shi waved her hand awkwardly, and sighed helplessly: "Although it's not the first time we've met, I seem to be supposed to introduce myself, but I don't like that kind of politeness very much, so if you really want to find me a name, you can call me ......"

As he spoke, he took off his hood and revealed his face, as well as the pink mask that covered his face:

- Little Peppa on Huaihai Road. ”

“......”

Red Gloves froze.

What the hell?

Are you kidding me?

What Huai, what sea, what road, what small, what page?

It's understandable that whoever sees that mask will inevitably be stunned, right?

And at the moment when he was stunned, Huai Shi, who had been preparing for this moment for a long time, pulled out Liu Dongli's gun from his waist, aimed it at his face neatly, and pulled the trigger.

- Bang!