The mother star secretly transformed itself from us
Chapter 305 Unstandard Playing Style
Chapter 305 Unstandard Playing Style
This effect can basically be said to be a critical strike from the armor-piercing belt. The people who stayed behind the fence were overjoyed, and the number of walking corpses was low enough to handle.
"Damn, if there is a gun at this time"
"Steady, brothers, wait until they are halfway through the jump before making a move!"
"The brothers below are working hard, so don't go wrong with such a simple job here."
"If a walking corpse is missed today, I will jump off the island and die outside!"
For a while, the Eight Immortals crossed the sea to show their magical powers, such as huge boulders, steel beams and guns, condescending and long, and the walking dead who jumped from there and rushed to the wall of the empty island here fell like rain.
"How many coins do you have to earn for the sacrifice? I don't even have a chance to pick the flowers, shit."
"When will Nima feel sorry for that thing?"
"Hahaha, just talking"
The standard adjective is to say that it was too late and then it was fast, and it only took a few minutes. Almost all the walking corpses that hit the wall dropped dumplings.
"Brothers go home!"
"Go up one by one, the ones who are closest go first!"
"Persevere if you still have physical strength!"
From the beginning to the end when the last person climbed back to the wall, it took less than 15 minutes.
After counting the number of people, Chef Xu said solemnly: "We lost 6 people in total, and the speed of the scythe is too fast."
Everyone unabashedly vented their anger on the outsiders. To a certain extent, these deaths were indeed caused by them. They knew they were wrong, so they didn't dare to fight back when they were punched without thinking.
"All right, all right," Chef Xu glared at the beating guy, "Who doesn't want to live, one more person can help. There are still many walking corpses!"
There are no wounded, only dead.
wrong
The only one who survived the injury was the guy who said he was an assassin. This guy alone attracted 16 heavy-armored walking corpses to crush the road. He was too attractive to hate and was almost killed by a scytheman. The most vicious is also him.
"Hi, hahaha~" Song Cheng, a self-proclaimed assassin, sat down on the ground, out of breath from laughing, "Nimma, this is the funniest battle I have ever fought, and it was also the easiest one. Mom can imagine that 40 people will win against 400 armored corpses."
Isn't it a complete victory!
After Song Cheng laughed, he kicked the person next to him who was being beaten.
"Damn it, it's all your fault. I didn't even eat breakfast. My legs are so thin because I ran away. Get out and dig mines!"
So, among those who were beaten, there were still 11 left to dig in the garbage mountain. They were very conscious and worked hard, but it may not be easy to get forgiveness.
Lunch is a pot of mixed porridge, and there is a square barbecue wrapped in crushed peanuts, which is surprisingly delicate.
Li Cang handed the food plate to Li Leisi, who cut corners and ate, tilting her head to look at him.
"How about it?"
"Nothing!" Li Cang shook his head frankly, "the number of walking corpses is outrageous, and the speed at which the undead beasts become stronger can be seen with the naked eye. This kind of people can't stand it for a few days at all."
He had counted, but there were only a few dozens of fires and smoke, and they might be scattered over hundreds of miles around. Even if they were all put together, they might not be able to gather a thousand people. What could they do?
You can't run away, you can't fight.
"Has no one found their own empty island?"
"The range of activities is compressed like this, and there is no positioning of prayers. Ghosts know where the islands are."
At this time, even an island the size of a toilet can save the lives of dozens of people, just find a place where the walking dead can't reach and squat.
[Cang: Damn old Wang, you really deserve to be the suave and late king]
Zhong Jianzhang, a legend in Yanchuan No. [-] Middle School, is said to have never walked into the school before the bell rang in the three years of high school, and has never been captured alive by discipline, guards, and political and educational departments who hate him to the bone——
When this living ancestor left Yanchuan No. [-] Middle School, he left a bigger surprise. This guy put a dark purple indescribable thing that should have belonged to the director's wife on the door plate of the director's office.
The teaching director died at the age of... uh... he was in his prime at the time, 35 years old.
The places where the two people work together skillfully meet and cleverly stagger, this wave belongs to people and towers and loses dignity.
[Craftsman Master Wang: I'm running away. By the way, don't you keep teasing me about this. I have principles and professional ethics. I never betray my own people. If it weren't for Lao Yang's wife, I would look at me. If I have the idea of whether I should fight with my wealth, how can I do such a thing that ruins my reputation? 】
Well, Ning still has such a thing as reputation, he really has the conscience of the industry!
Li Cang didn't bother to pay attention to him, and said to Li Leisi: "Can you resist physically? We will definitely have to move in the next two days. This empty island is too dense to be guarded. We have to go in that direction. Looking at the gap over there, it is even more difficult." Bigger, pick up some friends by the way."
"Well, with Ms. Qiu carrying me, it's no problem."
"it is good!"
Li Cang opened up about this matter, and everyone fell silent.
"Brother Li, do you really want to leave?"
"Our wall here can be built higher and thicker. If you go out, you will only be surrounded by death."
"At least wait a little longer."
Most of the people were very conservative, and the only staunch supporters were Chef Xu, Song Cheng and Zhang Zihao, who almost didn't even think about directly saying where Li Cang was going and where they were going.
"I have to wait," Li Cang said, "If the walking corpses are still forming a larger group, I will go. I feel that on this wonderful island, there are still walking corpses brought by the jump point, which may be bigger than ours." Think about it a lot more."
"Of course!"
"That's the way it is said!"
"Brother Li, don't be surprised, it's not that the big guys don't believe you, who wants to die if you can live?"
"Once we give up here, we can't come back. Food, shelter, everything has to start over."
"Look again, look again!"
"Ugh"
A group of people were discussing, and the "miners" on the garbage mountain over there brought back a surprise.
"This is."
"Damn it, is this the kind of detonator used to build roads and blow up mountains?"
Two black painted square boxes, and one containing detonators and pipelines.
"This must weigh fifteen or sixteen kilograms. How powerful is this thing?"
Some knowledgeable people came to have a look.
"Uh, in terms of power, whether a single root can kill even a walking corpse is a problem, but." Zhang Qianjin glanced at Li Cang, "If there is an empty island with suitable terrain, we may be able to use this thing to blow up the island. Separate yourself from the walking dead, this island is definitely not good now, the area is too big and too close, and ten boxes of explosives will be useless."
Surprise suddenly turned to disappointment.
"Then isn't this box of explosives useless?"
"You can't say that, at least you can rely on it to withstand a large wave of walking corpses when you are in danger."
"Huh"
(End of this chapter)
This effect can basically be said to be a critical strike from the armor-piercing belt. The people who stayed behind the fence were overjoyed, and the number of walking corpses was low enough to handle.
"Damn, if there is a gun at this time"
"Steady, brothers, wait until they are halfway through the jump before making a move!"
"The brothers below are working hard, so don't go wrong with such a simple job here."
"If a walking corpse is missed today, I will jump off the island and die outside!"
For a while, the Eight Immortals crossed the sea to show their magical powers, such as huge boulders, steel beams and guns, condescending and long, and the walking dead who jumped from there and rushed to the wall of the empty island here fell like rain.
"How many coins do you have to earn for the sacrifice? I don't even have a chance to pick the flowers, shit."
"When will Nima feel sorry for that thing?"
"Hahaha, just talking"
The standard adjective is to say that it was too late and then it was fast, and it only took a few minutes. Almost all the walking corpses that hit the wall dropped dumplings.
"Brothers go home!"
"Go up one by one, the ones who are closest go first!"
"Persevere if you still have physical strength!"
From the beginning to the end when the last person climbed back to the wall, it took less than 15 minutes.
After counting the number of people, Chef Xu said solemnly: "We lost 6 people in total, and the speed of the scythe is too fast."
Everyone unabashedly vented their anger on the outsiders. To a certain extent, these deaths were indeed caused by them. They knew they were wrong, so they didn't dare to fight back when they were punched without thinking.
"All right, all right," Chef Xu glared at the beating guy, "Who doesn't want to live, one more person can help. There are still many walking corpses!"
There are no wounded, only dead.
wrong
The only one who survived the injury was the guy who said he was an assassin. This guy alone attracted 16 heavy-armored walking corpses to crush the road. He was too attractive to hate and was almost killed by a scytheman. The most vicious is also him.
"Hi, hahaha~" Song Cheng, a self-proclaimed assassin, sat down on the ground, out of breath from laughing, "Nimma, this is the funniest battle I have ever fought, and it was also the easiest one. Mom can imagine that 40 people will win against 400 armored corpses."
Isn't it a complete victory!
After Song Cheng laughed, he kicked the person next to him who was being beaten.
"Damn it, it's all your fault. I didn't even eat breakfast. My legs are so thin because I ran away. Get out and dig mines!"
So, among those who were beaten, there were still 11 left to dig in the garbage mountain. They were very conscious and worked hard, but it may not be easy to get forgiveness.
Lunch is a pot of mixed porridge, and there is a square barbecue wrapped in crushed peanuts, which is surprisingly delicate.
Li Cang handed the food plate to Li Leisi, who cut corners and ate, tilting her head to look at him.
"How about it?"
"Nothing!" Li Cang shook his head frankly, "the number of walking corpses is outrageous, and the speed at which the undead beasts become stronger can be seen with the naked eye. This kind of people can't stand it for a few days at all."
He had counted, but there were only a few dozens of fires and smoke, and they might be scattered over hundreds of miles around. Even if they were all put together, they might not be able to gather a thousand people. What could they do?
You can't run away, you can't fight.
"Has no one found their own empty island?"
"The range of activities is compressed like this, and there is no positioning of prayers. Ghosts know where the islands are."
At this time, even an island the size of a toilet can save the lives of dozens of people, just find a place where the walking dead can't reach and squat.
[Cang: Damn old Wang, you really deserve to be the suave and late king]
Zhong Jianzhang, a legend in Yanchuan No. [-] Middle School, is said to have never walked into the school before the bell rang in the three years of high school, and has never been captured alive by discipline, guards, and political and educational departments who hate him to the bone——
When this living ancestor left Yanchuan No. [-] Middle School, he left a bigger surprise. This guy put a dark purple indescribable thing that should have belonged to the director's wife on the door plate of the director's office.
The teaching director died at the age of... uh... he was in his prime at the time, 35 years old.
The places where the two people work together skillfully meet and cleverly stagger, this wave belongs to people and towers and loses dignity.
[Craftsman Master Wang: I'm running away. By the way, don't you keep teasing me about this. I have principles and professional ethics. I never betray my own people. If it weren't for Lao Yang's wife, I would look at me. If I have the idea of whether I should fight with my wealth, how can I do such a thing that ruins my reputation? 】
Well, Ning still has such a thing as reputation, he really has the conscience of the industry!
Li Cang didn't bother to pay attention to him, and said to Li Leisi: "Can you resist physically? We will definitely have to move in the next two days. This empty island is too dense to be guarded. We have to go in that direction. Looking at the gap over there, it is even more difficult." Bigger, pick up some friends by the way."
"Well, with Ms. Qiu carrying me, it's no problem."
"it is good!"
Li Cang opened up about this matter, and everyone fell silent.
"Brother Li, do you really want to leave?"
"Our wall here can be built higher and thicker. If you go out, you will only be surrounded by death."
"At least wait a little longer."
Most of the people were very conservative, and the only staunch supporters were Chef Xu, Song Cheng and Zhang Zihao, who almost didn't even think about directly saying where Li Cang was going and where they were going.
"I have to wait," Li Cang said, "If the walking corpses are still forming a larger group, I will go. I feel that on this wonderful island, there are still walking corpses brought by the jump point, which may be bigger than ours." Think about it a lot more."
"Of course!"
"That's the way it is said!"
"Brother Li, don't be surprised, it's not that the big guys don't believe you, who wants to die if you can live?"
"Once we give up here, we can't come back. Food, shelter, everything has to start over."
"Look again, look again!"
"Ugh"
A group of people were discussing, and the "miners" on the garbage mountain over there brought back a surprise.
"This is."
"Damn it, is this the kind of detonator used to build roads and blow up mountains?"
Two black painted square boxes, and one containing detonators and pipelines.
"This must weigh fifteen or sixteen kilograms. How powerful is this thing?"
Some knowledgeable people came to have a look.
"Uh, in terms of power, whether a single root can kill even a walking corpse is a problem, but." Zhang Qianjin glanced at Li Cang, "If there is an empty island with suitable terrain, we may be able to use this thing to blow up the island. Separate yourself from the walking dead, this island is definitely not good now, the area is too big and too close, and ten boxes of explosives will be useless."
Surprise suddenly turned to disappointment.
"Then isn't this box of explosives useless?"
"You can't say that, at least you can rely on it to withstand a large wave of walking corpses when you are in danger."
"Huh"
(End of this chapter)
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