Seeing the pursuers behind him stop one after another, the rest of his life fell from his wheelchair.

"Bloody and sinister, there shouldn't be no legend of you Zhao Zicheng."

"Come on, try."

While speaking, he put the lighter and explosives in Zhao Zicheng's hands, and pushed the wheelchair to continue walking.

Zhao Zicheng's eyes lit up.

Learn the actions of the rest of your life, break it, light it, throw it.

Laughing wildly.

"Haha, keep chasing!"

"From today to the next fifty years, everyone will remember the legend of Zhao Zicheng!"

"Ladies and gentlemen... Goodbye! ”

A few more small explosives were thrown, and Zhao Zicheng sat in a wheelchair with satisfaction, with a smile of relief on his face.

Zhao Zicheng's three words kept echoing in this passage.

It doesn't go out for a long time.

It is also imprinted in the hearts of these reservists who are responsible for the pursuit.

"Zhao Zicheng..."

The reservists looked at each other, sinister smiles on their lips.

"Here we are."

Yu Sheng suddenly paused, jumped up gently, lifted the manhole cover above, the stuffy stick appeared, carried it in his hand, the bottom of the stuffy stick was on the wheelchair, and with the help of the lever principle, the wheelchair, including Zhao Zicheng on the wheelchair, lifted it up and landed smoothly.

Immediately after, Yu Sheng deftly drilled up.

Be vigilant and look around.

After confirming that there were no people from the security department, he looked at the city gate not far away, and rushed towards it with a wheelchair.

In the corner, several people from the Security Division suddenly appeared, looking at the fluctuations of energy and aura on their bodies, all of them were five awakened people.

It is also the head of the end.

"Little ones, rest assured, we only press once for everyone who rushes to the finish line."

One of the middle-aged men said with a smile.

The next second...

Zhao Zicheng, who was at the front, grabbed a ball of mud on his body without hesitation and threw it at several people.

The foul smell can be clearly smelled from a distance of dozens of meters.

", something!"

A few people retreated as if avoiding snakes and scorpions.

Zhao Zicheng laughed wildly, and threw out two more pieces, like a child who had a snowball fight outside in winter.

It's just that the things in my hand are a little different.

"Hahaha, come on!"

"What's it, can't you smell it?"

The original tense, exciting, and bloody game just made the painting style strange.

Seeing that Zhao Zicheng had a feeling that he was going to pounce on you at any time, several leaders of the Security Division were stupid.

Remotely controlled, they can do it too.

But the rules of the game are that the hand touches the person.

Just Zhao Zicheng's stench, who wants to touch him...

Crazy...

", retreat!"

Without hesitation, he chose to retreat, and just watched the two of them rush through the last line of defense, make a sharp turn, turn around, and stand firmly at the gate of the city.

Even because the rest of his life is pushing Zhao Zicheng forward, strictly speaking, this nationwide freshman competition, the first round of elimination...

Champion winner...

Actually, it's Zhao Zicheng!

Anyone looking at his stinky, chemical-weapon-like mud, his embarrassed wheelchair, his mad dog-like eyes, his shattered plaster...

I'm afraid I'm going to have to give a thumbs up and say that...

Deserved!

Worth!

This son is not dead, and the future can be expected!

"Sure enough, good people, no matter where they are, are the undisputed focus."

"Maybe that's my personality."

Zhao Zicheng sighed softly and shook his head, as melancholy as an artist for a while, with a little depth in his eyes.

Yu Sheng let go of the wheelchair with both hands and silently took two steps back.

Zhao Zicheng, who tried to rely on him as much as possible, was a little farther away.

I went to the supermarket and bought a bottle of water and washed my hands.

In Zhao Zicheng's blank gaze, Yu Sheng thought for a while: "You can't solve it with a bottle of water now." ”

Zhao Zicheng: ...

Looking at the few people in the guard department in the distance who looked disgusted and walked away from him, Zhao Zicheng sighed again: "Perhaps, geniuses are always lonely." ”

Gently shake the feather fan, which had been completely dyed black.

A 'fresh breeze' blows.

tugged at his heartstrings.

"Gross!"

A retching, throwing the feather fan to the ground, a little loveless, maybe the only thing that can support him to continue sitting here is the sentence...

"Lao Tzu is the champion!"

"Lao Tzu has to wait for them to come, pretending to be forced!"

Twenty minutes passed.

Wu Qianqiu's figure appeared in the distance, his eyes were as sharp as ever, with the pride and confidence unique to geniuses, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, rushing towards the city gate.

Until he saw Zhao Zicheng sitting in a wheelchair, and Yu Sheng not far away, his pupils shrank suddenly.

I didn't understand it for a while.

Why?

These two are so fast.

Even the pace subconsciously slowed down, a little unwilling, accompanied by a new round of fighting spirit.

It's just a knockout round, and I can't prove my strength at all.

When the ring match opens, he Wu Qianqiu will tell the world who is...

For a while, Wu Qianqiu thought a lot, a lot.

So much so that he had forgotten to look at the road under his feet.

Step on that ordinary manhole cover.

The manhole cover swayed and spun in place.

It's still there, Wu Qianqiu is gone.

Faintly, you can still hear a faint wail, and the sound of 'poof'.

Immediately afterwards, several reservists crawled out.

Greedily breathing in the fresh air outside.

Bottom hole.

Wu Qianqiu maintained the arched posture when he landed, his face still on the ground, and the saddest thing was...

Can't move.

Just touched by someone from the reservists.

If you move, you will be eliminated.

It's just one step away from the finish line, and it's a shame to die here.

Smelling the 'fresh' smell on the ground, for some reason, my eyes just couldn't get up, and I even wanted to cry.

"Zhao Zicheng is there!"

"Don't worry about Zhao Zicheng first, I think this manhole cover can be used!"

"After a while, the two of you are hiding on both sides, and if someone comes, you will force people to the side of the manhole cover, and I will improve this mechanism and try to throw a few more into it!"

"Yes, we can't suffer this sin ourselves."

Several of the reservists muttered quietly, their eyes gradually brightening.

The voices were excited.

Soon, even several leaders of the Security Department came over, made suggestions together, and kept discussing tactics, which was extremely serious.

In the sewers, Wu Qianqiu listened to one inhumane idea after another, and for a while he didn't know whether to despair or expectation.

After all, there is a difficulty... Who doesn't want to be in the same position anymore?