Returning from the 900th floor

Chapter 41 Speeding Party

It's true that the conversation was lively, but that was the right of the round guy, and the skinny scholar couldn't get a word in at all.

This sentence is equivalent to inserting another knife into the skinny scholar's already riddled heart.

His expression instantly darkened, he glanced at the metal rod in Wang Wen's hand, and said no more.

Others also discovered the new Wang Wei at this time.

Yuan Cun Tou said loudly: "It's good, it's full now, let's start breaking through!" He stood up, turned to the girl next to him and said: "Little sister, remember to hide behind brother later, follow closely and don't get lost, you know? "

The girl was stunned for a moment, then nodded obediently.

When the thin scholar who had been peeking sideways saw this, he curled his lips in disdain and made a light cut at a volume that would not be noticed by the round-cup head.

[Tenth floor, start]

The mechanical sound fell, and the figure of the micro-aircraft in mid-air gradually faded and finally disappeared.

The door directly in front of the garage slowly rises upward.

Before the lift was completed, there was a roar of motors and strange screams coming from outside the door.

"Speed-car gang?" Yuan Cuntou's expression changed, and he quickly looked around. There was nothing in the garage except a few broken tires.

Before he could decide whether to use a tire to defend himself, a series of leather-clad men with sticks and machetes in their hands rushed into the garage on motorcycles and quickly surrounded several people.

The expressions of the leather-clad men were unclear due to their helmets, but judging from the sound of their motors and their shrill screams, they were definitely not Sanhao students.

Yuan Cuntou finally took advantage of the chaos and took a tire in his hand, looking at the leather-clad man warily.

The other party stood around and remained motionless, not knowing what their intentions were. Yuan Cuntou held a bit of luck in his heart, hoping that this situation could be resolved peacefully.

Wang Wen, who was quietly observing next to him, saw what he was thinking and secretly shook his head.

Another idiot who thinks lower tower levels will make it less difficult.

Regardless of whether it is ten or a hundred floors, as long as it is an integer level of violence, a battle is simply inevitable. If you don't strike first and still wait for the opponent to strike first, are you planning to bury him where you are?

Wang Wen tightened the handle of the hammer in his hand.

It seemed that his new teammates were unreliable and he had to take action himself.

so troublesome!

Originally, this group of people looked like they were kneeling and licking in front of the "witch", and they were planning to lie down on the first floor to save energy.

"Dudu"

A motorcycle directly in front suddenly blew its horn.

The leather-clad men on the left and behind all started moving, weaving in and out of the surrounding tower climbers, knocking down the unlucky fat man with the first blow. The leather-clad man who followed followed him and followed the speed of the motorcycle with his hand. The sharp machete swiped across the fat man's neck.

Blood splattered.

Almost half of his chubby neck was cut off.

The fat man tightly covered his severed neck with his chubby palms in an attempt to stop the bleeding, but to no avail.

In an instant, his face turned pale and he fell to the ground.

Seeing that the opponent's attack would kill someone, Yuan Cun Tou finally stopped waiting, roared, and smashed the tire in his hand at the man in leather in front of him.

The tire accurately hit the head of the leather-clad man, knocking him off the motorcycle with great force. After rolling to the ground, he also knocked over his companion behind him, causing a small chaos in the front.

"Run!" Yuan Cuntou shouted to the girl, and ran towards the door first, passing through the chaotic area and picking up a machete.

The girl followed up obediently, running even a little faster than Yuan Cuntou. When she noticed this situation, she quickly slowed down and "followed behind" as the other party asked.

As long as there is still strength left, the evil girl must be taken care of. As for the others, Yuan Cun Tou can't care about them and doesn't care.

Fortunately, "everyone else" is also coping well on their own.

The thin scholar had jumped to hide next to the girl the moment the fat man was chopped down.

Once Yuan Cuntou found his way out, he didn't need to say hello at all, he just jumped up and ran away.

Wang Wen was more unlucky. He was targeted second after the fat man. One of the two passing motorcycles struck him in the head with a stick, and the other cut off his leg with a knife, determined to destroy half of his body.

As for whether to keep the upper body or the lower body, it is up to him to choose.

It's a pity that Wang Wen is an adult and needs both top and bottom.

His left hand swung out in a strange arc, and a short arrow with a cold light but extremely concealed flew out quietly and accurately penetrated into the gap at the lower end of the helmet of the man in leather clothes with the knife.

The leather-clothed driver's body tilted, and the car and the driver turned sideways and fell to the ground. He circled and rowed to the wall far away, and there was no movement.

The man in leather clothes with a stick who rushed over from the other side was slightly stunned when he saw this scene, and then he wanted to smash the weapon in his hand with great force, but Wang Min raised his hand and knocked him down with a stick.

Wang Wen moved his numb wrist, intending to add a few sticks to settle the grudge, but unexpectedly found that Yuan Cun Tou had actually made a way out.

Feeling secretly happy, he quickly stopped, followed the wall, escaped from the least noticeable corner, and chased the "organization" through the door.

The garage faces a wide, flat road.

There are villa-type buildings on the left and right, and high spiked guardrails cut off any hope of climbing over the wall to escape.

All that's left is the endless road at your feet.

Yuan Cuntou ran for a while without finding a turn or exit. He was dumbfounded and hurried to the roadside to grab the non-sharp part at the bottom of the guardrail and shake it vigorously in an attempt to violently break it.

Wang Min glanced at the direction he came from, and could vaguely see that the speedsters in the garage had regrouped and were lining up to rush towards this direction.

He thought for a moment, then walked over to Yuan Cuntou with the hammer handle in hand to help.

When Yuan Cuntou saw Wang Wen, he nodded and signaled the two of them to shout and exert force at the same time.

The girl was gearing up and wanted to step forward to help, but Yuan Cuntou stopped her with a heavy breath: "Physical work, phew, us men, do it."

The thin scholar on the side saw that the girl's attention was completely focused on those two people, and he didn't pay any attention at all. He couldn't help but sneered disdainfully: "You two are stupid, they have strong limbs and simple minds."

His voice was low.

Except for Wang Wen in front who moved his ears slightly, only the girl turned her head to look at him in confusion.

The thin scholar was very proud of having successfully attracted the attention of girls, and was determined to show off his special skills.

I saw him quickly taking off his shoes, and relying on the cooperation of his toes, thumbs and two fingers, he actually climbed up through the dense gaps in the guardrail!

The girl opened her mouth in shock.

Seeing her surprise, the thin scholar felt even more proud. He turned to her and said, "Don't worry, I'll pull you up as soon as I get up."

The words have not yet finished.

I don't know if it was caused by the violent shaking of the round head, or the excitement of the thin scholar about to climb over the wall.

A sizzling electric current suddenly shot up on the spiked guardrail.

Wang Wen immediately drew his stick and retreated to a safe distance.

Yuan Cuntou also had quick eyesight and quick hands to withdraw in time. He released his hands and jumped back to avoid it.

Thin scholars are even more miserable.

He was leaning on the guardrail, rolling his eyes and shaking, and the joints of his hands and feet were visibly twisted.

Wang Min took off her coat, twisted her neck and turned her hands to warm up.

Then he wrapped the handshake of the hammer handle with his coat, raised the hammer handle and said "Hey", and knocked the twitching thin scholar hanging on the guardrail several meters away.

The thin scholar twitched and vomited blood after landing.

He pointed his stiff fingers at Wang Wen and trembled, unable to speak for a long time.

Wang Min picked up the hammer handle and said with a carefree face: "You're welcome."

When the thin scholar heard this, he inhaled repeatedly, as if his end was approaching.