After Becoming a Little |

A textbook dive!

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Des Moines entered the code and opened the floodgate in front of him.

But just to be on the safe side, he stood far away, holding a revolver in his hand, quietly waiting for the moment when the door opened.

The woman in the white coat didn't understand what he was afraid of - like a lunatic, he could consume the vitality that made everyone's heartache, to target a certain opponent.

But it seems like the most cautious wise man, guarding against the slightest counterattack, even retreating again and again for this reason.

The poisonous gas was collected by the internal ventilation system and stored in a special underground device, but the concentration of poisonous gas remaining on the ground and walls was still high enough to kill ordinary people without protection.

The woman in the white coat saw the woman in the red dress. She lay motionless on the ground, a dark purple epee was halfway out of its sheath. illusion.

Des Moines raised his hand mercilessly and shot the girl in the red dress, causing blood visible to the naked eye to explode, but the girl in the red dress only trembled physically without any reaction.

So the woman in the white coat felt relieved and walked forward.

Des Moines shouted from behind, "Come back—"

"Clang—"

At the same time as the clanging of the long sword sounded, the woman in the white coat only felt a red afterimage flash in front of her, and a icy touch felt on her neck.

But at this time, the wind blown by the other party just blew past his ears.

The woman in the white coat felt like she was floating up, like a light kite, being held in the hands of the other party, blocked in front of her, and rushed towards Des Moines.

Des Moines narrowed his eyes slightly, and mercilessly shot through the abdomen of the woman in the white coat. The bullet from the revolver penetrated with a powerful impact, and once again opened a flower of blood on the woman in the red dress.

At this time, the three of them had completely moved closer together.

The gorgeous purple long sword was swung like a lithe purple lotus flower, but the whimpering of the sword edge tearing the wind was enough to make anyone facing this purple lotus flower terrified.

Des Moines raised his mechanical arm, clenched his fist in front of him.

I saw the sword glow flashing past, the red mechanical arm was cut off obliquely, and the section of the forearm was thrown into the sky.

But gaining this little time is enough——

Des Moines threw out a heavy punch with his right hand, and under the incredulous gaze of the girl in the red skirt, it hit her heavily on the side of the waist.

"Crack——"

There was a crisp bone shattering sound, and the body of the woman in the red skirt flew away, hitting the metal wall next to her, and then fell limply, her face becoming extremely ugly.

Des Moines eyes were bloodshot, with an uncontrollable ferocious look on his face. Visible blue veins spread upwards along his neck. The protective clothing, which had been simply propped up, seemed to be inflated for a moment. become very tight.

"Do you think that only you have this kind of power?"

Des Moines' voice became low, and he looked down at the gap in his protective suit - that is, the place where the forearm was cut off by a direct sword, and made a mocking voice: "Even poisonous gas is not good for you!" Do you use it? It is really a rare experimental material... But forget it, Mingyue Tianya, the scary thing about you is not because of your own strength..."

The girl in the red dress was already extremely weak, her face was slumped gray, and she struggled to put the long sword on the ground, trying to stand up again, but Des Moines just simply stepped forward and punched, and put this powerful fighter The powerhouse of the dark world who did not exist was knocked down again.

"boom--"

With a loud noise, Des Moines grabbed the woman in the red dress by the neck with one hand, lifted her up, and pressed her heavily against the tempered glass wall. The thick glass wall was hit directly with cracks visible to the naked eye and sunken in. go down.

"The scary thing about you lies in your connections—" Des Moines' eyes showed determination: "I once thought about making you the new master, but now it seems that I can do it myself!"

He roared angrily, and stabbed the sharp metal severed arm with oblique cuts toward the chest of the red skirt girl——

"call out------"

With a whistling sound, the silver metal spear with purple awns shot towards Des Moines like a giant arrow shot from a bed crossbow.

[Explosive Form Des Moines] With a glint in his eyes, he waved his broken arm to block, and saw that the metal spear with the embossed dragon pierced deeply into the ground beside him in a burst of dazzling sparks. The handle of the gun still trembled slightly.

"Da da da da da da -----"

The sound of the submachine gun filled the entire corridor, and Des Moines took several bullets in a bit of embarrassment. The white protective clothing was covered with blood visible to the naked eye. Then he lifted the girl in the red skirt to block her in front of her, letting the other party throw a mouse attack. , gave up direct strafing.

He poked half of his head behind the girl in the red dress, carefully looking at the figure at the end of the corridor.

Is that a... Kamen Rider?

Kamen Rider threw away the gun in his hand, took a big step, and sprinted over at the speed of a [-]-meter race, and it seemed that he was going to fight Des Moines hand-to-hand.

Des Moines felt that the current self could blow up everyone - even if the opponent used a gun, it would only make a few blood holes in his body, and there was no way to stop him.

So he threw the girl in the red skirt aside, stomped down heavily, directly broke her ankle, and dropped a volatile potion the size of a thumb, smashing it on the girl in the red dress, and the light green potion adhered to her body. On her face, it was like blood after being harmonized.

Immediately afterwards, he yelled angrily, waved his right arm, and rushed towards the Kamen Rider who looked tall and straight, but slightly thin. His strides seemed to have a strong momentum of violent aesthetics.

In the next second, Kamen Rider took out a short-handled double-barreled shotgun from behind——

"Bang—bang——"

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PS: continue today

Chapter 379 0377-The Protagonist's Halo!Move again! (For "Makoto Kibata" January Blade 2/2

Dongshan City · It's Night · Dead of Night

Aliya opened her eyes and found that everything in front of her was bizarre.

The whole world is full of distorted brilliance after the oil spray splashes onto the water surface. It looks like the early Ultraman title color special effects, giving people the illusion of watching a thriller.

My own mother Lu Wuxia, from the original beautiful woman, the married wife who made countless people shout "Madam, I like you", has become a several meter tall monster with a hideous face, and her whole body is distorted like being burned. The skin is like a newly made model of Mr. Licking.

Then, she roared angrily, raised her paw, and rushed towards herself.

But who is Ai Xiaoxian? She is the only officially unrecognized supernatural power owner of Blue Star, and has been fighting monsters for 30 years.

Has anyone been a hero longer than Alia?

Without fear, she reached out and directly caught the opponent's sharp claws, and wrestled with her.

To be precise, they twisted together and hit her.

After beating the monster to the brink of death, Aliya crawled out of the deep pit, looked around, picked up a signal axe, and waited quietly for the signal ax's notification.

"It's ready to go," said Signal Axe.

The strange face of the mother turned into the face of the good-looking wife of the mother, and looked at Alia sadly: "Xiaoya, I am your mother!"

But Aliya just looked at the mother monster in front of her ruthlessly, and calmly repeated——

"It said, you can go!"

The mother monster let out a piercing scream, while Aliya firmly raised the axe, and directly chopped the mother monster into 81 segments, fat and thin, very even.

Then she shuddered and woke up—

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Aliya clutched her forehead, panting slightly, still in shock.

There was a slight morning light outside the curtains, it seemed that the sun did not come, but cast a gray-blue thin line on the edge of the window sill.In Dongshan City in early winter, the climate was slightly cold, and the warm goose down quilt slipped off the girl's shoulders on the bed, revealing a beautiful young lady wearing a women's nightdress.

Aliya looked at her hands with complicated eyes——

I haven't had such an emotional nightmare in a long time...

It’s not that Alia has never had dreams. When she was a child, she liked to do serial dramas. The more common ones were [Avoid a huge monster chasing and killing her in an empty school] and [I dreamed of a very gentle and considerate big girl.] Other than sister], it was basically all kinds of small fantasies that fit the normal life at that time.

Such as becoming Ultraman or becoming a monster to fight Ultraman...

But this is the first time that I have killed my mother in my dream.

Speaking of which, this monster is not as good as those huge monsters that appeared in the dream. Those monsters all lowered their heads and looked in from the classroom window, looking for Alia hiding under the table, feeling full of oppression.

It's just such a mother-monster, who will be held down by Alia and beaten up every minute.

But Aliya rubbed her forehead, feeling something was wrong.

As a protagonist, she would not foolishly think that 'this may be an illusion' or 'this NPC is useless', but felt that the stone gate of fate gave herself some kind of warning.

To be reasonable, isn’t that how it’s done in movies? Except for the ruffian Anno Hideaki, who engages in stream of consciousness when he has no money, and continues to engage in stream of consciousness when he has tasted the sweetness, other directors basically follow the same principle. The principle of making useless shots.

If there is a glass door in the shot, it must be pushed open or blown apart.

If there is a car parked quietly in the camera, it will either be hit by an oncoming car, or it will rise to the sky and turn into a fireball.

If it is an artist who sells copies, it will be even more serious. Wherever the protagonist goes, he will be blown up. If you are happy, even the ashes of the villain will be given to you.

Exhaling a foul breath, Aliya narrowed her eyes and turned to look at the dressing table in the corner of the room.

His eyes in the mirror became sharp——

Uh, there is meibomian gland oil secretion...

Alia rubbed the corners of her eyes, confirming that what she just said was an illusion, and little fairies would not have such things.

Her eyes were sharp again, and she cast [deep eyes kill] on the mirror——

There must be something strange about this matter!My mother entrusted me with a dream, could it be that there was an accident?

Before the dream, she still felt that her own mother could handle it.

So now, she is always restless from time to time.

So my own mother has been flying in waves for so many years, and she may be about to overturn in the near future...

If you hesitate, you will give it in vain!

Ai Mangmang stood up, grabbed his cell phone, and dialed his mother's number without hesitation.

But before that, she paused for a moment, looking at the bright time [04:44] displayed on the phone, she had an ominous premonition, and her right eyelid began to twitch crazily.

The left eye jumps for money, and the right eye also jumps for money...

『Sorry, the number you dialed is out of service area. 』

Aliya fought several times in a row before giving up and continuing the bombing, her expression gloomy for a moment.