Inspirational life

Chapter 184 The Best Gift
The answer was soon revealed. The titanium alloy pointed cone, which could penetrate the concrete wall of the ruins, hit Roshan's body heavily, boom boom boom boom!After four dull voices, Roshan took four or five steps back heavily.

On the front of his explosion-proof suit, four large pits appeared.

The titanium alloy cone of the skeleton man not only accelerates in a very short time, but also rotates at a high speed during the process. After hitting the target, it can instantly create extremely high temperatures through rotational friction, which is equivalent to the power of armor-piercing bullets.

Roshan's explosion-proof suit can withstand pistol rounds, rifle rounds, and maybe even sniper rounds.But armor-piercing projectiles, it is impossible for an explosion-proof suit to stop them.

At the same time, four titanium alloy cones hit Roshan's body, even directly submerging into his body. On the front of his huge body, four explosion-proof suits exploded, and the holes directly submerged in his body sprayed blood.The back was not penetrated.

Zhang Jingyao also lost control of the titanium alloy cones, and the four cones submerged into Roshan's body and stayed in between.

But Roshan didn't lose his ability to fight, and it didn't even seem to affect his actions.

At this time, the people who were hiding in the ruins of the battlefield saw that Fan Helsing also had telekinetic power. He controlled the metal awl nailed to the skeleton man to fight back, opening the gap in Roshan's explosion-proof suit and making four bloody holes.

But in the next moment, Roshanna was squeezed into a triangular diving helmet, and a face with two slit eyes appeared on the side of Van Helsing through the square thick bulletproof glass.

In the blink of an eye, Roshan's frightening speed didn't slow down at all!

He stretched out his five fingers covered in iron armor, each finger was as thick as a steel bar, pinching towards Van Helsing's head.

It seemed to others that Roshan was approaching inconceivably, no one could stand in front of him, but in Zhang Jing's eyes, he completely controlled all of Roshan's actions.

The reason why he didn't strike first is because Fan Helsing likes to wait for work with ease, and the opponent pounces on himself to save some effort.

Before the iron claw reached Van Helsing's head, Roshan's iron helmet was grabbed by Van Helsing's outstretched hand.

Feeling Van Helsing's hand pressing on his helmet, Roshan Dui's face squeezed against the bulletproof glass squirmed, and then the position of his mouth seemed to show a mocking smile after squirming.

His triangular iron helmet can even push away a rocket, and the diving glass in front of him can reach a depth of 5000 meters under the sea, resisting the terrible pressure of the seabed, and he will not be afraid of your mere little hands.

Indeed, compared to Roshan's huge body, Van Helsing's outstretched hand rested on his helmet, like a dead branch.

And the next moment, Roshan's iron claws suddenly grabbed Fan Helsing's entire face!

People around all exclaimed.

"Not good!" "Get out of the way!" "Van Helsing!"

They knew very well that if anything happened to Fan Helsing, they would face Roshan.The only person who can fight against Roshan now is the person in front of him.

"Let go!" Liu Meng made a decisive decision, raised his gun and shot, hitting Roshan's arm with a bullet, trying to make him let go and share the pressure with Fan Haixin!
But they saw that Fan Helsing, who thought that he would lose his ability to move when he was pinched by an iron claw of Roshan, although he couldn't see his head, and even though his entire head was covered by Roshan's hand, he reached out to the hand on top of Roshan's head , still straight, still showing no tendency to slack down.

Then Roshan clearly heard a creaking sound coming from his iron helmet.

It's like being on the seabed thousands of meters below, and Roshan's helmet can withstand the water pressure of 5000 meters under the sea, and can withstand thousands of tons of pressure per square meter.Being able to make such a sound meant how terrifying the power Van Helsing put on his helmet was! ?

The next moment, Roshan's triangular helmet was dented, and his head, which occupied the entire space of the helmet, had no gaps, so he immediately felt the pressure.

There was a louder and sharper metal tearing sound, which even made people feel ear-piercing and spine-numbing. In Guerra's voice, Van Helsing's head was not crushed by Roshan. On the contrary, his outstretched hand broke open. Roshan’s triangular helmet was torn apart, the composite structure inside was torn open, and Gerala’s was directly broken. Now the square glass of Roshan’s helmet looks like a fish tank. Van Helsing put his hand into the fish tank, like It was a naughty child who stirred the paint pen in the fish tank, and the red and white were mixed together, and it was difficult to distinguish them any more.

boom!
Roshan's huge body knelt on the ground, holding Van Helsing's head with one hand, maintaining his rigidity.Van Helsing made a movement that no one could see through. He returned his hand and flicked his right hand, and then the blood on his hand suddenly shook into countless particles and evaporated in the air.

Fighting back, Van Helsing broke off Roshan's palm that was still covering his face, and then grabbed one of Roshan's fingers with his right hand, took out a needle tube in his suit pocket with his left hand, and pricked Roshan's index finger. After one injection, it was withdrawn, and at the same time, he took out his mobile phone and took a picture.

After doing all this, Van Helsing disappeared in front of him without looking at the crowd.

Everyone looked at this scene in blank dismay. They didn't understand it, but they were shocked.

Still taking pictures... why don't you take a selfie with this as a background?

"Why did Van Helsing collect the other party's blood? Does the dead have to be collected? Why did he take pictures? What is he doing? Taking pictures of the dead, of the people he killed, is this some kind of eccentricity? Or is he collecting something? Materials...or simply performance art?" Yao Jian murmured, looking around like a frightened bird.

"Okay. Don't say a few words. Hurry up and find someone to rescue the wounded!"

Liu Meng issued an order, and everyone immediately dispersed and acted. The battle was fierce just now, and many people prioritized avoiding and hiding to protect themselves. Overall, there were no fatal injuries, and everyone was like a whole refugee, supporting each other.

When Zhang Jingyao came out of the nest, he saw Song Xinrong with a leg injured. He stepped forward to help her up and asked, "Are you okay?"

Song Xinrong's face was pale, and she said, "The pillar fell down and crushed my legs."

Zhang Jingyao picked her up and came to Liu Meng, "Coach!"

Liu Meng immediately loosened her shoelaces and took off her Wuxun shoes. Song Xinrong was wearing caterpillar socks with red and blue stripes. She flinched, and Zhang Jingyao said, "Don't move!"

Song Xinrong didn't dare to move again.

Liu Meng took off the socks, exposing her somewhat swollen ankles. As a coach, Liu Meng himself will also treat bruises, checked, and said, "There is nothing serious for now, it should be sprained ankle, hematoma, The soft tissue is contused, the ligament may also be injured, and thanks to the protective effect of the Wuxun shoes, otherwise you will have to fracture."

"Can you still go?"

Song Xinrong tried her best to support herself to stand up. At this time, she didn't want to be a burden, but it was obvious that the severe pain from her feet made her lose her balance.Zhang Jingyao's hand came from the side, grabbed her slender waist, supported her, then pulled her wrist, and wrapped it around the back of his neck, "I'll help you walk."

Song Xinrong stared blankly at Zhang Jingyao at this moment, and obediently let him support her.

But during the whole process, Song Xinrong didn't look at Zhang Jingyao anymore, just the breathing and the bodies touching each other, the other's sense of presence was only strong but not weak.

Although they don't have the strength of Fan Helsing, they are like a group of grasses struggling to survive in the storm. At this moment, Zhang Jingyao, even if he is just a grass, makes people feel at ease and at ease.

It was really the last act of high school fantasy.They entered the league finals, but suffered a terrorist attack. In Song Xinrong's life, the last moment of high school, it turned out to be such an experience, and what she never said was that this was her birthday and her coming of age. At the time of ceremony.

There is no ball here, no cakes, flowers, beautiful dresses, and blessings from parents and family.

This birthday was spent in turmoil, fear, and a struggle to survive.

But at this moment being supported by Zhang Jingyao and protected by this boy, she felt that although she had nothing today, the luck she had gained was the best gift God gave her.

(End of this chapter)