Love is not what he is good at

No matter how many cabanes there are, all he can do is make a bloody way and bring the boiler back

Nothing else matters to him.As for these samurai and steam craftsmen, how much they can survive depends on their own

Created.If they themselves cannot recover from this negative atmosphere, then wait for their

Only death.And just as the steam craftsmen were dismantling the boilers of Fusang City, a petite body

Shadow sneakily avoided Lin Yu's sight, and quietly touched the side of Fusang City.

This figure is none other than Wuming who was previously intimidated by Lin Yu with a look.Wuming did not affect the steam craftsmen who were dismantling the boiler, but moved towards the back.

of several carriages.

When she was going to help Lin Yu deal with those thieves, she was full of doubts.

Even if Fusang City brought Kabane, the number of stealing skills was too much.This inevitably made Wuming's heart feel a little more inquiring, so he deliberately avoided Lin Yu's secret

Come check out the carriage.Just as soon as he walked into the carriage, Wuming's eyes narrowed slightly, and in this twisted carriage, a thief with an axe in his hand was caught in the carriage, and he was constantly earning money.

tied.What can be seen is that in this carriage, in addition to the one who got stuck, there are also several thieves holding weapons, which have been pressed together by the violent impact, and the dead are dead. can no longer

On the inner wall of the dead carriage, there are many white marks, which are obviously left by some weapon.

Combined with the types of thieves I encountered outside, there are a dozen or so kabane in the city.

This is no longer a matter of chance and coincidence. There is definitely a human factor in it.

Because it is impossible for a person who has just become a Kabane to become a thief, and a thief must have a process of learning skills

In the wild, except for very rare cases where there will be two or three of them, it is absolutely impossible that there will be a dozen or so together.

What's more, the traces on the walls of the carriage are enough to prove that these thieves have stayed in the carriage for a long time.

Why would someone imprison thieves in the carriage

Wuming looked at the thief that was struggling constantly, and took a step back subconsciously, with an unbelievable look on his tender face.

From this carriage full of traces, Wuming felt a strong malice

But at this moment, a shout came from the front of the car.

"Lord Lin Yu, the boiler has been disassembled, you can leave!"

Hearing the sound from outside, Wuming hesitated for a while, didn't stay here any longer, and hurried to the outside, just passing by the front of the car that had just dismantled the boiler.

A driver who was handcuffed in the cab made Wuming's heart sink. Some bad thoughts in his heart seemed to have been confirmed.

But now the time is urgent, and there is not much time for her to think.

You must follow the footsteps of the team and leave here, otherwise, even if she is Kabaneri, if she is surrounded, she will not be able to escape from here.

Lin Yu watched them put the boiler on the steam car, silently tore a strip of cloth from the swordsman's uniform on his body, and wrapped it tightly around the hand holding the knife.

After waving a few times, feeling the touch in his palm, he nodded slightly.

His body was soaked with blood, and the handle of the He Dao had begun to slip a little.

Behind him, the team of hundreds of people is now only half of what it was when it came, and on the way back, Kabane seems to have not reduced the towel in the slightest.

Chapter seventy-ninth: bloody, bloody boy

Looking at the crowded street again, Lin Yu could clearly hear the chattering of his teeth coming from behind him.

Slowly turning around, Lin Yu glanced at the group of blood-soaked warriors, as well as the nervous steam craftsmen, and said lightly.

"I will open the way for you, and if you want to survive, use your courage."

After that, Lin Yu took the He Dao in his hand and headed towards the crowded Kabane.

Behind him everyone looked at each other, the sweat on his forehead slid down his cheeks, mixed with blood, making these warriors look somewhat funny.

However, when the roar of the steam car sounded, everyone looked at the boiler carrying hope on the car, and their eyes unconsciously became a little more determined.

Especially when looking at Lin Yu's figure, he was about to make contact with Kabane.

The legs of the original "Seven Six Three" were as heavy as lead, and a force from nowhere was pushing them.

The previous horses were almost killed, except for the steam craftsmen who had no combat ability on the car, all the remaining warriors moved their legs one after another, stood beside the steam car, and followed Lin Yu's lead. figure.

Either die or fight.

It's all just to live

Two torrents collided fiercely on the street, it was just a face-to-face effort

Kabane, who was at the front, was smashed and flew out by the steam car, overwhelming the one behind him.

Everything seems to have returned to the most primitive war, and iron and blood are constantly blending.

No pain, no reason, Kabane, who is not afraid of death, is crushed by steam cars

One by one, they were crushed to the ground as fragile as wheat straws, and the heads were like rotten tomatoes, and they were crushed under the heavy tires.

Various colors of white, red, and black are mixed with the kabane that has been ground into flesh, and the bloody smell in the air is almost condensed into substance.

The greasy and disgusting flesh mud on the ground was full of viscous blood, and the warriors on both sides of the steam car passed over it, almost covering their feet.

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