She was out of that illusory lair.

It was like waking up from an absurd and warm dream, the body shivered slightly in the cold wind, and the sweet and moist smell remained in the mouth and nose.

Zhuang Xi stood up again, his mind was in a trance, and then he realized that he was still on the stage.

He seemed to have almost sunk into the nest, left in a cocoon. The red eggs have undergone an unidentified movement.

She seeks peace of mind when she dances, not sleep in His arms. Sure enough, there is a price to be paid for her to be given a new life.

Temporarily leaving the chaotic hallucinations and thoughts behind and clarifying his state of mind, Zhuang Xi tensed his body and entered the final part of "Metamorphosis".

The phantom sounds of the nest echoed in her ears, and the invisible threads intertwined on the stage, but they could no longer interfere with her dance steps.

Are you satisfied with this dance?

"Is there anything out of the ordeal? What does it feel like? ”

Bai Zhe felt that her state after the game was very wrong, and she was extremely tired.

The dancer subconsciously opened his right hand, still feeling a strong pain.

There was a new cross-shaped scar on her palm, which she did not have before she took the stage, and there was no blood or blood scab around the scar.

"Something went wrong. Let's run first. ”

Grius covered them in a flank position, and it was inconvenient to say anything about Mother Moth.

Bai Zhe took Zhuang Xi to the modified car prepared in advance and asked her to rest in the back seat.

A scorching stream of air swept through the right rear of the vehicle with a loud bang, causing the opportunistic criminals who had rushed to join in the fun to shrink behind the wall and not dare to come forward.

Moya sits in the passenger seat and fires heat streams at the sides of the front of the car as a warning.

Bai Zhe lowered his head and adjusted the four guns set up in the car window.

Naturally, what Greus brought was not the home-grown guns in the border area, but all intelligent guns, that is, the so-called types without gun souls.

These guns were much simpler to operate, and he had no problem getting acquainted with them in advance.

"What are you doing here? Kite Street is going to be a mess tonight. ”

"With Rogge and Falken in charge, there's no going anywhere. Don't underestimate the current capabilities of the vigilantes. ”

Moya continuously fired a high-temperature heat flow, quickly cleared the field, and swept a large area.

She focused on suppression, driving all those who stood in the way of evacuation to both sides.

The rear of the palace has not yet arrived, the vehicle has started on its own, and a black cat's head lights up on the operation screen.

The old cat, who is in charge of remote support, takes over the pilot, while several drones are placed around the vehicle, and they are racing along the route that is planned in real time.

"There are suspected to be multiple enemies 50 meters in front of the left, and it is recommended to suppress them with fire in advance."

Ordinary mechanical sounds sound, alerting to potential danger.

Bai Zhe holds a gun in each hand, points the muzzle of the gun in the general direction where the enemy is, and uses the automatic aiming mode to pull the trigger. The recoil is minimal, and there is no pressure to hold it in one hand.

"The evacuation route is planned. It is expected to enter the area controlled by the Storm Demon in five minutes, and a violent breakout will be required, so please be prepared. ”

"There are multiple suitable sniper points on both sides of the road within 15 seconds, please do not expose them to the window."

The old cat keeps giving hints and seems quite reliable.

Grius caught up. After dealing with the trouble behind him, he burst into pursuit of the speeding car and jumped onto the roof.

"Where did you hire the bodyguards?"

"Friendship sponsorship."

Moya's face was a little hanging. The professional's operation is so smooth, it will seem that she can only set fires and she is more stupid.

"I'm fine, let's go as planned."

Zhuang Xi regained some of his spirits and his condition improved a lot.

Bai Zhe hesitated, but put down the gun, assembled a simple video bracket in the back seat of the car, and set up the lights.

[The Ordovician nerdhead fish is about to start live broadcasting, with a countdown of 15 seconds]

[The live broadcast content may contain unprocessed violent and bloody scenes, and users under the age of 21 are prohibited from watching]

They plan to broadcast the breakout process live, which is the most popular violent episode for the majority of viewers.

Zhuang Xi's public performance has already caused a lot of heat, and the live broadcast of this escape will bring the popularity to another level.

When the impact of the incident reaches a certain level, the Sheriff's Department will take the initiative to intervene and find a way to deal with the hanging red on their heads.

Due to the limited resources of the Public Security Department, the bounty offered to the gangsters in the border area usually only provides a certain amount of shelter to the bounty. And that's not enough for them.

"Good evening! The camera may be shaking a lot, and I was in the car to broadcast the situation after the show for everyone, and the road conditions were more complicated. ”

【Prison Blogger】

[I didn't forget the live broadcast when I was rewarded and ran away, she really, I cried to death]

[Where is the second offline performance of "Metamorphosis"? If you miss it, you will detonate the earth]

[Muse Media seems to have a big incident, is it cursed by a stupid fish]

"We are exchanging fire with the violent elements who are surrounding. Hold on. I'll set up auto-coding. ”

The camera turns to Bai Zhe, who is in a twisted posture.

"I'm a photographer. Friendly reminder, be sure to wear a bulletproof helmet when participating in gunfights. If there is a lack of electronic technology to back up, use intelligent firearms with caution. ”

[Thanks for sharing, very practical experience]

[Don't die as a photographer]

[What was that!] It exploded and the image was blurred.

"Do you need to code? Oh, no, no. This is Moya, the drummer who has just been in charge of the accompaniment, and she has equipped her prosthetic body and weapons that can release a lot of heat. ”

Moya greeted the camera, followed by another thud, and the erupting heat wave lifted the barricades ahead.

Grius had his feet firmly attached to the roof of the car, and his body was as steady as a rock as he stood on a speeding vehicle.

He continued to pour large-caliber bullets from his arms, blocking all suspicious figures from all directions dozens of meters away.

In a short period of time, he had already taken a dozen shots, but the specially made thickened armor showed no signs of damage.

"We are currently in the territory of a gang known as the Wind Demon Society. According to the drone footage, the other party has gathered more than 30 people to set up interceptions on various roads.

Yes, my life is worth 1 million, and the photographer is 50% off. Drummers are also their target, and the surrounding gangs have been trying to expand their territory to Kite Street."

The live broadcast screen suddenly shook violently, and it was blurry. The vehicle made a sharp turn into a slip road to avoid an ambush on the front of the road.

"We're ready for a breakout. As you can see, the streets are very popular and the atmosphere is fiery at night. ”

Grius jumped off the roof of the car and charged at the gunman blocking the intersection. Zhuang Xi consciously slapped a thick code for him.

The car crossed a beautiful arc and stopped at the corner, with Moya and Bai Zhe providing cover behind him.

Grius covered his head with his arms, drove his legs to the fullest, and kicked the barbed piles arranged on the road in succession.

These heavy trap barricades Moya were bombarded with hot air currents and had to be cleared by hand.

He rushed forward under the rain of bullets, crashed through the opponent's makeshift bunker, and erupted high-power interference pulses from his back.

"The signal has been restored, and Mr. Bodyguard has just used the pulse module. He crashed through the barricades, and we had to rush out in one go. ”

The number of people watching the live broadcast continues to skyrocket. The performance of "Metamorphosis" ended too abruptly, and everyone lost their fun before they could watch it.

Moreover, watching the dance requires a certain artistic appreciation, and watching the excitement does not require any threshold.

[Dance bloggers' nightlife is really colorful]

【Shark shark shark! Bomb them all to the scum! 】

【Rush! 】

Old Cat: "There are people on the third floor of the red residential building on the right who are equipped with RPGs, and they will be eliminated first." Grius, beware of flashbangs. ”

A few seconds later, several scorching white lights erupted not far away.

Bai Zhe shot and wounded the militants who were ambushing in the residential building, and Grius closed his eyes and blocked the way with a hammer blaster with his pre-remembered position.

"We've broken through the first interception, but there's still a lot of people eyeing us. No tipping, I don't have the tipping function, my account is no longer available.

If you are willing to support, you can help share "Metamorphosis", and the live recorded flat and stereoscopic videos will be released later. ”

I shouldn't have renewed Hades (whispering).

A two or three month old black puppy was seen, it seemed to be a Labrador. It especially wanted to run over and play with the black cats, but the owner was adamant. The members of the black cat family were also confused when they looked at it.

(End of chapter)