Chapter 10 Disappearing Armor

The shovel held it back from behind, and then rushed forward and inserted it directly into its head with a dagger. With the trill of metal, it has no effect.

"Can't knives and guns get in?" I said.

The clay figurine answered next to me and said, "I'm afraid it is."

At this time, all the people gathered towards the gentleman to protect him.

Zongzi was dull for a while, turned around and knocked the shovel to the ground, and the shovel could not get up for a moment. But Zongzi didn't seem to be interested in him and continued to move forward.

Mr. began to run, and the Zongzi in armor also caught up with him.

But at this time, a surprising scene appeared. The husband's arm seemed to have taken off a joint and lengthened the neck of the zongzi.

Just when everyone thought that Mr.'s arm would be broken, they didn't expect to stop Zongzi from moving forward.

I saw my arm twist, and Zongzi was knocked to the ground by him.

Fat Ma couldn't help spitting out a word from his mouth: "Strong!" Then he said, "Come on, old man."

I was embarrassed for a while.

Zongzi quickly got up and punched his husband. He couldn't dodge and was beaten back.

At this time, the people around also gathered around, grabbed the zongzi together, and tried to press it down.

The Zongzi shook hard and dispersed. It grabbed a person's neck with one hand and directly broke the man's neck with the other hand. The blood mist sprayed out and his brain flowed all over the ground.

It seemed to lick the smell of blood, and then sucked it directly at the body without a head.

"Mom!" Fatty Ma couldn't help making a sound. This time he didn't dare to say that the old man cheered up.

If it goes on like this, the whole army will be destroyed. It is too strong.

At this time, Fatty Ma can no longer stay and drives forward the big rice dumplings. I no longer hesitate, and so is the clay figurine.

Fat Ma was like a human bomb and hit it directly and fiercely. The rice dumplings were hit by him. Fatty Ma got up and patted his ashes and scolded, "Let you see how powerful you are."

I pulled my body forward and wanted to make up for a knife, but I was pulled by Fatty Ma. Fatty Ma was another start and wanted to continue to work hard.

But it didn't work out. The zongzi turned over and the fat horse was empty. A withered hand grabbed Fat Ma's back.

Suddenly, a pig-killing scream resounded through the clouds.

"Sun, save me!"

At this time, I took the dagger, took out the Luoyang shovel, and slapped him on the head with all my strength. The clay figurine also made up for it at this time.

Fat Ma grabbed the gap and got up numbly. He said, "Grandson, good job!" He said, "It hurts so much."

I looked at Fatty Ma's back and saw that a piece of meat had been removed from his back. Fortunately, Fatty Ma was thick, otherwise he would have seen the bone directly.

I dragged the fat horse behind, the clay figurine temporarily stared at it, and the shovel and Xiao Hui also got up.

Besides, Zongzi is not fond of war, and his goal seems to be only for Mr.

Fat Ma's painful face turned white and smoked a cigarette. I took out the medicine, simply poisoned him, and then bandaged him with white cloth strips.

Fatty Ma said, "I have been crossing the cemetery for decades, and it's the first time I've suffered such a big loss."

I couldn't help saying, "Don't brag here."

My arm was injured because of my arm, and then I used too much force. At this time, my arm was numb. The white cloth wrapped on my arm oozed blood again. I couldn't help coughing a few times. I wiped my lips with my hand and coughed again.

Fat Ma heard my cough and asked me, "Are you all right?"

I shook my head.

Fat Ma stood up, threw away the cigarette butt and said, "Grandson, look, I have to find the scene," and rushed up.

I reminded later: "Fat, don't be strong!" |

After that, I sometimes coughed violently. I wanted to resist, but it was impossible. Finally, I sprayed a mouthful of blood directly.

"Mom," I scolded hatefully, is it the sequelae left when the educated youth went to the ground before?

I wiped the blood from the corners of my mouth and stood up. When I looked forward, they were knocked to the ground again, and there were several more bodies on the ground.

I also rushed up, but my legs and feet were unable to soften again for a moment.

I puffed up at the end and went forward. At this time, the clay figurine got up from the ground and vomited blood.

It's not an opponent at all, but Zongzi seems to be more and more fierce.

Fatty Ma's human bomb launched another attack, but the momentum was obviously insufficient. After hitting it, he was punched by Zongzi.

Fat Ma couldn't find it back, so he had to hide behind.

Zongzi forced the gentleman again, and hit the gentleman's chest with a fierce move, but unexpectedly, the gentleman did nothing, and the skin of the chest was not damaged.

Only a layer of coat was broken, revealing the metal objects inside, but only a small piece.

Mr.

fought back, and the zongzi was beaten and staggered back a few steps.

Zongzi attacked forward again, and his husband's clothes were torn apart, and the metal objects on his body gradually showed his face.

is also like armor. The gentleman finally had no scruples and tore off his outer clothes and threw them away. It was really armor.

And it is so similar to the armor worn by Zongzi. No wonder Zongzi has been looking for him.

Mr. hit the zongzi with a heavy blow. The zongzi couldn't hit it this time and actually dodged. He turned around and kicked the gentleman, who was kicked down and glided on the ground for a while and spewed blood.

Zongzi continues to push forward.

Mr. began to be afraid. At this time, the shovel and Xiao Hui came forward again, but they were soon knocked down by the zongzi.

Xiao Hui fainted, and the shovel could no longer climb on the ground.

The rest of the people are either dead or injured. They have developed fear from their bones and dare not come forward.

Finally, someone shot at this time.

But unexpectedly, the gentleman scolded angrily: "Don't shoot," and the gunfire was extinguished again.

Mr. was forced to retreat.

Then he got up and took out the dagger and cut it directly to the neck of the zongzi.

Zongzi cleverly dodged it again.

At this time, the clay figurine couldn't help saying: I'm afraid this zongzi has a little consciousness.

Thousand-year-old zongzi! It's creepy to listen to it.

Mr. is dressed in silver and white armor, while Zongzi is dressed in black and gold armor. The two maneuvered several times, and we couldn't get involved at all at this time.

I have to say that Mr.'s means are very strong. Coupled with this protective armor, Mr. and Zongzi can actually fight for a few rounds, which is worthy of being the volunteer army that retreated from the battlefield.

But the good times did not last long. The gentleman was knocked to the ground and Zongzi pressed him to the ground.

I sighed in my heart and couldn't help it. I rushed forward and kicked the back of the zongzi directly. The zongzi was dull for a while.

Mr. took this opportunity to turn over.

I saw that my husband was seriously injured. I quickly retreated, and the gentleman urged, "Get the black donkey's hoof quickly."