“Save…help!”
Yang Zhengxing let out a heart-wrenching scream. He rushed towards Wan Biao, and his thin fingers grabbed Wan Biao’s trouser legs tightly, as if he had grabbed the last straw.
Wan Biao looked at the dozens of ice cones whistling behind Yang Zhengxing, but he dared not stay. A fierce look appeared on his face, and he raised his legs without hesitation, used all his strength, and kicked Yang Zhengxing hard in the chest.
“I’m old, get out of here!”
With a crisp “click”, Yang Zhengxing’s sternum collapsed instantly under the full blown attack of the power psychic. He was kicked out like a rag doll, just in time to meet the ice cone that was shooting.
“Puff puff puff–“
A series of creepy piercing sounds sounded, and dozens of ice cones accurately pierced into Yang Zhengxing’s limbs and torso, nailing him to the snow. Blood flowed out of the wound, and a dazzling scarlet red spread on the white snow.
Yang Zhengxing twitched in pain, his sunken chest fluctuated hard, and every breath was filled with blood. His muddy eyes were staring at Wan Biao, his lips squirming as if he wanted to say something, but he could only make a “hoho” sound.
Wan Biao stood aside in shock, with a fine cold sweat oozing out of his forehead. If he had been slowing down for half a second just now, he would be the one who was nailed to the ground now.
Standing quietly, the ice-blue light flowing around me gradually dissipated.
Shen Xingyi walked forward, squatted down and gently hugged An An in his arms. She could feel An An’s little body trembling slightly, not knowing whether it was because of the cold or the excitement.
“Be good in An An.” Shen Xingyi gently stroked the back of his head, and the voice was so soft that only the two of them could hear it. “Mom knows you are brave. It’s too cold outside now. Can you go to the car with Brother Zisu to rest?”
An An raised her head, the chill in her eyes had faded. He nodded gently, and his little hands tightly grabbed the corner of Shen Xingyi’s clothes: “Mom… I’m revenge…”
Shen Xingyi felt sour in her heart, hugged An An even tighter, and kissed her gently on his forehead: “Mom knows, An An has grown up. Now she can not only protect herself, but also protect her mother.”
Hatred is a bitter medicine, bitterness is hard to swallow but it urges people to grow up. In this cruel end of the world, An An was forced to experience the sufferings of this world in advance.
Lin Zisu came over and took An An’s other hand: “Let’s go, brother brings you chocolate, let’s go back to the car to eat.”
Seeing two figures, one big and one small, walk towards the car, Shen Xingyi slowly stood up. Wan Biao’s side was already in chaos – the small man looked at the burly man who was soaked and frozen into popsicles, and then saw Yang Zhengxing, who had more energy and less energy, his legs were shaking like sieves. If Wan Biao hadn’t pulled him tightly, he would have run away long ago.
Wan Biao’s voice trembled, and a trace of luck mixed in fear: “Next…Who do you send next one?"
Shen Xingyi chuckled and patted Aqiang on the shoulder: “Aqiang, it’s your turn.”
Wan Biao’s face changed completely, and the situation he was most reluctant to face finally appeared – Aqiang went to fight! Now if the small man is allowed to fight against the power and superpowers with his ordinary physical fitness, he will undoubtedly lose! But thinking of the tragic situation of the burly man and Yang Zhengxing, he really didn’t want to play in person.
These people are so fucking weird!
“Go!” Wan Biao pushed the little man forward violently.
“Brother Biao…” The little man looked at Aqiang in horror, then looked back at Wan Biao, waved his hand desperately, “No…no!”
Wan Biao shouted sternly, “If you want to go, you can go, how can you get so much nonsense!” He grabbed the little man’s collar, lowered his voice and threatened, “If you don’t go, I will ruin you now!”
“Brother Biao… I beg you to spare me!” The little man collapsed on the ground, cried with tears, “The opposite side is a psychic, I can’t beat him!”
Wan Biao rolled his eyes, grabbed the little man from the ground, and attached it to his ear and whispered, “Don’t be afraid, I have a gun!”
As he said that, he took a black pistol from his arms and stuffed it into the little man’s hand.
The little man held the gun and finally found some courage. He stood opposite Aqiang with trembling trembling, his muzzle trembling so hard that he could not be aimed at it.
Shen Xingyi frowned. The two desert eagles bought by Wan Biao and Li Shen were obviously confiscated. Where did this gun come from?
“On the opposite side!” the little man stuttered, “If you know the truth, you will surrender! I…I have a gun!”
“Aqiang.” Shen Xingyi was about to take out his gun and give it to Aqiang, and the knife gently pressed her movements.
“Sister, it’s okay.” He blinked at Shen Xingyi and signaled her to look at A Qiang’s body – a layer of water shield that seemed to be there and there was no place to cover A Qiang’s body, and the water surface was still and could not be seen without careful observation.
The little man saw that the opponent had no reaction, so he gritted his teeth and directly pressed the trigger.
“Bang!——”
Accompanied by a gunshot, a yellow BB shot away, hit A Qiang, and was bounced back to the snow, rolling for several rounds.
“Fake…fake gun!” The little man was stunned, and the yellow BB bullet was particularly dazzling on the snow. His face was distorted and he turned around and wanted to settle the score with Wan Biao, but when he looked closely, there was still Wan Biao behind him!
“I want to run!” Chen Xiao shouted, and the power grid came out of the air, covering Wan Biao who had sneaked to the end of the crowd.
“Ah–!” Wan Biao let out a scream and struggled in pain in the power grid.
Chen Xiao stepped forward and controlled the metal superpower to turn the burly manThe machete dagger and Yang Zhengxing melted into handcuffs, locking Wan Biao’s wrist with a click.
Seeing this, the little man knelt down with a plop and kowtowed to Shen Xingyi and Aqiang repeatedly.
“Give me your life! It’s all Wan Biao forced me! I…I’m willing to defect to you!”
Shen Xingyi sneered: What? When am I a garbage recycling bin? Can you collect any rags?
The little man’s face turned pale, and his forehead hit the frozen snow and made a dull sound: “Please! I…I can be a cow!”
Shen Xingyi was too lazy to give him a look, and turned to look at Wan Biao, who was so electrocuted that he was half dead.
He collapsed in the snow like a dead dog, his body covered with burnt electric marks.
“Wan Biao.” Shen Xingyi’s soles made a creaking sound when she stepped on the snow. Her voice was extremely calm, which was simply crazy. “You lost.”
Wan Biao raised his head with difficulty, and wisps of white smoke were emitting from his charred skin. Only those bloodshot eyes could still turn, filled with crazy hatred.
“Bitch, you…you are cheating!”
Shen Xingyi chuckled and joked: “You chose the battle method, and the manpower was sent by you. Now I lost…”
“Is it my cheating?”
“No… it shouldn’t be like this…” Wan Biao shook his head desperately, his eyes blurred, “In the dream…clear…”
“In the dream?” Shen Xingyi’s voice was as light as a piece of snowflakes, “Who told you…the dream must be true?”
She stood up, and the soles of her shoes slammed over Wan Biao’s charred fingers.
“After all, we have to live in the present, right?” The fastest.
