Chapter 34 Queen of the Bat
Boom, Peng——
The sound of battle at the east gate overwhelmed the screams of the entire exhibition hall in Area C.
Huang Zicheng and Li Wenlong are intertwined and fight.
This is the rage of the human body, colliding with the ability of muscle hardening, and it is a full demonstration of the ability.
Huang Zicheng held a metal black stick in his left hand, sweeping, splitting, shaking... The stick removed the heavy fist of the Vietnamese's close hand-to-hand combat. Since childhood, due to the influence of his father's black boxing, even if he has no experience in fighting, he has no chance of winning the skills to compete with the Vietnamese, so he exchanged injuries for injuries, which is simple and rude.
"Ah, ah!!"
Li Wenlong roared crazily. A Beatles' messy hair had been cut off in half, and his skin also left blood marks, and his hardened muscles could not stop the other party's horrible ability at all.
The ability of the two people is no longer the same level, level!
"Beast, I will play with you--"
"Until you run out of dark energy and have no strength, and then let you taste the most cruel torture for Yuqiao!!"
Huang Zicheng smiled cruelly, and the attack frequency became faster and faster. His violent right palm was as sharp as an eagle's claw. Every time he explored his hand and every scratched, he left a wound on the Vietnamese.
The surrounding area was used by his ability to violently turn into a miniature metal cage with four sides, with an area of only three people wide and two people high.
In this environment, Vietnamese can only fight passively!
"Little Miscellaneous... Seed!"
Li Wenlong couldn't dodge, let alone surrender. He could only stare at Huang Zicheng with resentment, sometimes in Vietnamese, and sometimes in Chinese, he cursed his last dirty words in life.
The dark energy in his body is being quickly drained!
In the state of complete combat, his combat time is even worse than that of Huang Zicheng, only for a minute or two.
The winner will be divided soon.
"Bad boy, what if I die!"
"I... I have enough capital in my life!"
"Fal to hell, even if I am a ghost, I will curse you!"
Li Wenlong's body has been tattered, scarred, bruised all over his body, his shoulders were dug out of his bones, his lips turned white, and his calves trembled with too much blood loss.
What responded to him was that Huang Zicheng smiled ferociously.
Kill, kill!
Revenge for the rain overseas Chinese!!
......
Alas.
In the distance, Chen Qinghe withdrew his eyes and sighed silently for Huang Zicheng in the bottom of his heart. He could understand the feeling of heartache, resentment and emptiness, despair and confusion of losing important people.
He also lost, not just one!
Missing, suffering, memories, like floating water, gradually emerged in his mind.
"..."
South Koreans kneel on the ground and dare not get up, let alone disturb.
"I'm almost dead."
Chen Qinghe regained his mood. He looked around. It was difficult to find the traces of the whole exhibition hall in Area C. Hundreds of Jinhua Gang had been slaughtered in a short time.
At this moment, the limbs are sound, and those who stand in the walk are no longer human beings!
They are a beast possessed by ghosts, immersed in hallucinations, and live dead people who are sucked away their vitality.
Roar, roar.
The low roar gradually came. Several possessed people like Lao Wei landed on their limbs, retreated high, were covered with blood and dirt, and their eyes turned white. They stopped to eat the dead corpse and leaned against him.
Suddenly!
At ten o'clock, there was a shadow of ruins, with bruises all over his body, a gray face, holding a 92-style figure in his hand, climbed out from the bottom of a Jim West RV, and then ran desperately towards Chen Qinghe.
"Your Excellency!"
The Indians are full of tears and excitement. Chen Qinghe, which is only ten meters away, is the embodiment of the savior for him and a strong haven that cannot be destroyed by wind and waves.
"Singer--"
Chen Qinghe was quite surprised. Looking at the Indian who opened his arms, as if he wanted to deeply throw himself into his arms to interpret a long-lost reunion crying scene, he subconsciously retreated half a step.
Although I can understand that an ordinary person can go deep into the enemy's hole * to lure the bats to sneak into the ruins, and then avoid the fear of ghosts, it is inevitable that there will be a sense of control.
However, he doesn't like such enthusiastic and unrestrained movements.
"It's nice to see you."
"I, I thought I was going to die this time. I'm going to die--"
"But now it's okay. Returning to the heroic, invincible, invincible, invincible, brave and invincible adults, the previous desperate and horrible experiences will become the past... At this moment, there is no more monster that can hurt, pure and kind, loyal to the sun and moon!"
The Indians kept their arms open. After they found that Chen Qinghe did not like the action, they stopped their intentions and opened their mouths with a string of flattery.
I don't know if they have experienced the danger of life and death, or for other special reasons, the Indians seem to be a peerless master of martial arts who have opened up the second veins of Ren Du. They instantly understand the mysterious and true meaning of Chinese recorded in the Xinhua Dictionary. Chinese flattery is smooth and abnormal, and there are no sick sentences and pauses.
Chen Qinghe frowned deeply, and his ears endured the abuse of Indians.
"Is this... also...?"
The South Korean knelt on the ground and his eyes flashed. Seeing the reaction of the evil boy to the Indians, he seemed to look up at a glimmer of hope in the abyss of hell. Although his Chinese level is in front of Indian flattery, he might as well give up the level of kindergarten.
But he still barely understood part of the content!
South Koreans saw a Kangzhuang Avenue, a road that went straight to the other side and died.
"Wow, my lord, please forgive me..."
"Little, little one, it's really hard to hide my excitement when I see you unparalleled in the world again... I'm sorry, Sorry, Very-sorry, I didn't mean to do this--" After more than ten minutes, Singh saw Chen Qinghe's "long-lost" handsome appearance, thought, said, love to the depths. I couldn't help bursting into tears and choking.
My lord, I miss you!
If possible, he would like to howd three times in the direction of the south sky.
"Okay."
Chen Qinghe glanced at the Indian.
"Yes, my lord!"
"The humble and brave Vikas is proud to complete the task assigned to you, and is very proud of his life-and-death injury!" Singh's chest was straight, his belly bulged, and he made a Chinese military posture.
The task has been completed!
It is a miracle for Indians to successfully detonate the mailboxes of vehicles in the exhibition hall in Area B.
"I know."
Chen Qinghe heard the voice of the Indians.
A flattish, coupled with tears and military posture, is to prove to them my loyalty and value, hoping to join his team and become a formal member.
"Yes!"
When he got the reply, he saw that Chen Qinghe was not disgusted with himself. Singh was overjoyed and his voice was more powerful.
However, all this is seen by South Koreans.
His eyes were bright, his fists were clenched, and there was no longer the previous look of despair waiting for death. The Indians made every move not only to prove to him the truth of thousands of wear and flattish.
It even proves that it is shameless and cheap, shameless and skinless - it is the realm of the other side of the future!
"Here we go."
Chen Qinghe suddenly had a serious expression.
He looked at the north side of the gate that was completely blocked by the wreckage of the ruins because of the explosion of Ma Qiulong, but he ignored the ghosts around him and the ghost-like stoopters.
Boom.
The north gate suddenly shook violently, followed by a sad hiss - squeak!!!
The blood bat is coming!
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A little care, a little food and grass, so that it is easy to enter the Saiyan mode~ (accelerated update next month, oh!)