Chapter 577: Run, White Gloves
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A lonely child stands at the edge of the field with a dirty and tattered rookie dog doll.
Although the facilities of this welfare home are very large and have a very spacious courtyard, in order not to be targeted and attract attention, it is often not allowed to come out to play.
However, occasionally I will give everyone a little time to relax, after all, staying in the house all the time is not conducive to the healthy growth of children. Even in this place, the healthy growth of the children of the displaced people is a complete joke.
The children ran around the yard, and he was the only one who stood still.
There was also a kind old man beside him, looking at the children with a smile.
"Who are you?" Looking at the old man, he couldn't help but ask.
The old man looked at him and replied, "If you are flowers, then I am a gardener." β
"Oh." He understood, "You opened this welfare home?" β
The old man smiled but said nothing.
"The meaning is unknown. Now let everyone play carefree, what to do later? If you don't hurry up to learn the necessary knowledge and become stronger, they won't be able to eat enough when you put them outside. "He has a coldness that doesn't fit for a child of his age.
The old man was a little surprised, but still said, "I don't think this kind of thing should be considered by children." β
He frowned and looked at the old man: "You are so old that you still can't realize that this world is different from the original world?" This society is also not gentle with children. β
The old man said: "The world will not be gentle to children, so someone needs to be gentle to them." β
"You can't give them a lifetime."
"It's enough to have a childhood, and childhood is worth preciousing."
"......" He had nothing to say, and the old man beside him was so naΓ―ve that even he felt incomprehensible.
"I remember you just came in a few days ago, and you were suffering outside."
"It's lucky to not have fewer arms and legs, I heard that I fell from the sky, and I didn't even have time to go through the security check at the door, but I heard that some people will be arrested if they are unlucky." He said nonchalantly.
"Ah, son of heaven, perhaps you are the chosen child of heaven." The old man couldn't help but laugh after speaking.
"You're superstitious, old man."
"If you can really wait for a chosen son, then superstition is not impossible."
He was helpless about the old man's brain circuit: "You just continue to dream of yourself, even if I am the chosen one, I will not help you, you will guard your garden until you die of old age." β
He hugged the rookie dog doll in his arms and turned around to go back.
But several children passed by him, noticed him, and then laughed and pulled at him, forcibly pulling him into play.
Somewhat embarrassed, he turned to look at the old man.
The old man's kind smile was still there.
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Only gentle care cannot maintain that small and dreamy garden.
Isolate the conspiracy from the sinister thorny fence...... Only a force sufficient to divide one side can shelter the weak flowers.
That was the garden of his dreams.
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"Get out!"
As soon as the trigger of the white glove was pulled, he felt that his body was ejected into the air, and the shot missed, only hitting the shoulder of the dune.
The shadows beneath Jeffrey, Text, and Dune began to wriggle, taking the three with them.
The white gloves escaped the effects of the noisy monster in mid-air, turned the muzzle of the gun and fired several shots in front of it.
The sprinting crissy was hit continuously, but he wasn't one of those weak creatures, completely ignoring the gaps in his body, and his hands turned into blades and slashed at it.
The knife in the white glove's hand played a knife trick, blocking the Noisy Monster's attack without any leverage, and after landing on the ground, he fired two shots into the Noisy Monster's knee.
The noisy monster's leg was broken and he suddenly lost his balance.
The blade of the white glove headed towards his neck.
Bang!
An unexpected gunshot rang out, the blade was blocked by the rusty bullets, and the noisy monster quickly regenerated its legs to fight back continuously, and the white gloves were forced to back down, while the blade quickly deflected and shredded the next few approaching bullets.
"Ahh The white glove shook the blade and said with a faint smile.
Brother Hyundai, who was already in a state of initial transformation, appeared in the corner, and gently let out white breath from his mouth.
"Be strong." The noisy face opened a mouth and smiled.
"Pretend to be calm."
"Actually, it's in a hurry."
"Is it still physically and mentally?"
"After all, I've been fighting the aircraft."
"Hee-hee, the conscientious white gloves make people move to tears."
One mouth is laughing.
The smile of the white gloves gradually disappeared: "You guys, also from that troupe?" β
"Surprised?"
"Are you in the same league as those troublemakers?" White Glove asked.
"Guess what."
"Don't guess, I'll grab one of you and torture you."
"Grab it casually, if you can't catch it, we will personally send it to the door for you to catch." The noisy monster laughed.
White Glove didn't understand what the noisy monster meant, but when he heard the sound, he suddenly turned his head.
Behind him, a figure dressed in a clown costume appeared.
The figure moves mechanically and stiffly like a clockwork doll, while its mouth makes a comical clicking sound that mimics a mechanical malfunction.
However, with his strange convulsions, a blazing fire began to erupt from his body.
The white glove's pupils shrank, and he ran away.
And the clown rushed up at a fast speed, hugging the white glove.
Bang!
The huge explosion completely blew up the Golden Network Mansion and began to tilt.
The White Glove managed to dodge the explosion, but was swept into the air outside the building by the shockwave.
"Human bombs!" He gritted his teeth.
The gunfire continued to erupt, and dense bursts of rusty bullets flew out creative trajectories, attacking him from all directions.
"Accelerate! Hasten! Hasten! The noisy monster appeared from the side, prostrate on the surface of the building, and its mouth was frantically buffing Hyundai Brother.
The speed of the bullet is even faster.
The white-gloved hands seemed to disappear in an instant, and the sword light that followed almost enveloped himself proved his reflexes.
All the bullets that approached were shredded, and at the same time, he pulled the trigger and fought back against Hyundai and the Noisy Monster.
The two easily dodged and resisted, and the white gloves stepped on a large stone that was falling, and suddenly heard the noise below, and when they looked down, they suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
A large group of people dressed in extremely abstract costumes were waiting to be fed below like zombies, and many of them were even like the clown Bomberman before, their whole bodies glowing, and they rushed up and approached him.
It's all human flesh bombs!
The target this time is him!
White Glove realizes that he has become a thorn in the side of the troupe members.
At the same time, it was difficult to understand again.
There are too many of these bombers! If he hadn't forgotten, there should still be a group on Sky Island 0, and now there is still a group here to encircle and suppress him!
His eyes sharpened.
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All Bombermen who approached were chopped up or shot.
He swept out a clearing and fell, sweating profusely.
Today's "Extreme Moment" is a bit overused, and the burden is huge!
However, it was not over yet, and the bombermen around him were still rushing towards him.
Can you only retreat first?
Suddenly, a strange gust of wind swept by, and a cold, bloodstained hand grabbed his neck.
He grabbed the arm with his backhand and pulled it away, and suddenly there was a strong sense of being watched, followed by a stiff body, as if it was not his own!
Brother Duomu was hidden in the group of Bombermen, silently watching him, and the multiple pupils in his eyes slowly staggered and rotated.
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Brother Curse was gotten rid of, and he was shot twice with his backhand, and Brother Duomu suddenly lost the target in front of his eyes, and a large number of explosions could not hurt the white gloves at the moment of opening the limit.
Another round of encirclement was successfully escaped by him.
"Grass, it's definitely the most difficult opponent to catch." The noisy monster couldn't help but look at the white gloves that were moving completely faster than he could capture.
"Let him keep running, and I'll see how fast he can run." After the modern brother next to him finished speaking, he directly took one hand in both hands, and the leap of faith jumped from the tall building.
In mid-air, the body began to grow, rusty bullet chains were entangled, the suit on the body was torn, and the barrel of the gun behind the back grew.
After being fully revealed, Hyundai kicked on the wall of the building at the moment when he was about to fall to the ground.
Boom!
The wall instantly became a large crater, and Hyundai sprinted out quickly, accompanied by bullets that began to whizz by.
As soon as the white gloves cut off the bomberman's head, he heard a continuous sound of breaking the air behind him, and when he turned around, the black barrel of the gun was pressed against his whole body!
Bang!
The white glove's body finally showed minor injuries in the real sense, and many of the barrels of Brother Hyundai's guns were quickly cut, but Sen Ran's smile became more and more pronounced.
(End of chapter)