Strange Rules: Ngan Lang Can Arbitrarily Distort The Rules

"FW!"

I saw that the stout man reached out of the black fog with a hand and grabbed the green-haired man who had just gotten up.

"You're crazy, no!ahhhhhh

But the other party didn't mean to let go at all, and saw that the green-haired man in front of him was all flattened, and okra immediately pulled back the dagger and prepared to slip away.

'According to normal logic, my teammate's mana is boundless, and although he killed it himself, I still have to run. Okra

exhaled out of the data channel almost instantly, and before she could jump in, she heard the sound of something popping, and she felt as if she had been hit by something.

Forced her into the data channel, okra rolled out of the output channel on the lawn downstairs in the community, she covered her waist and stood up with difficulty.

"Why does grass (a kind of plant) have two forms of people now, I have to go and fix one, otherwise it will be too passive.

Just when Okra had not taken two steps while holding her waist, she saw the real-life version of the hero coming.

I saw that the man jumped from the floor of the okra, and the moment he landed on the ground, he made a loud noise, and all the fallen leaves on the ground were shaken up again.

Okra put on the goggles and saw the other party's appearance at this time through the falling leaves, which was not a human at all.

The green skin had completely burst the clothes, the two huge beast teeth had cracked the lips, and the scarlet blood pupils stared at the prey, completely in the image of an orc.

I saw that the green tendons in his left leg burst out, and he rushed out directly, although his speed was far less than the demon that Okra saw in the mission, but it was quite fast.

Okra then calculated the route he was running to, and dropped the data cube where he was about to appear, and she looked panicked, as if there was nothing else to do.

The corners of the orc's mouth were happy after looking at the frightened look of okra on the way to run, he had seen this expression too many times, it was the expression of the prey being cornered.

As everyone knows, what awaits him? His feet suddenly emptied, and the whole person fell directly on the grass due to inertia, rolling twice.

When the rolling stopped, the orc opened his eyes, subconsciously trying to see what was going on with his leg, but he suddenly felt his head pressed against a cold iron pipe.

This thing was all too familiar to him, a free country, and he instinctively raised his hands, and he also saw that his two feet had stopped in the same place, that is, his feet had been cut off by something, and then the pain swept over, as if his legs were not aware that they were cut off.

The orc immediately sensed that the other party was a very powerful person, otherwise he would not be able to be attacked without noticing anything, so he planned to surrender first, and then through his own identity, he had a 100% chance of being alive.

"Whew... I admit defeat, don't kill me..."

Before he finished speaking, a finger wearing purple gloves stood in front of him, a calm, deep and steady, with a sense of confidence in controlling the overall situation, and at the same time with some gentle and delicate emotions sounded in his ears, even making him forget the pain of his leg being severed.

"Shhh

"Yes. "

Bang -

a gunshot sounded, and the orc may not have guessed the other party's attack so decisively until he died, after all, he miscalculated the identity of the other party.

Looking at the fallen orc, okra gasped, she never thought that this person would appear in front of her, at this time her heart was quite complicated, there were joys, doubts, and fears, but these emotions were suppressed by her, and she squeezed out such a sentence.

"Mom (didn't scream)... Kafka

"almost screamed subconsciously, but fortunately she stopped talking quickly"

Kafka stood up and fired a few more shots at the orcs on the ground before turning to look at okra.

"Bao, long time no see.

"It's been a long time, but now is not the time to catch up.

"Indeed, it looks like two more guests have arrived. "

???"

Kafka said to Okra that she was stunned, Okra meant that her back hurt a lot and she wanted to rest, but Kafka said that there were two more guests coming, logically speaking, no one should come, after all, Kafka's data value is far more than that demon, isn't this just a send?

' No, although don't say two, three is not a mother's opponent.

But when Okra saw the two people who came, they were even more stupid, one was a monk carrying Gatling, and the other was a Taoist priest carrying a bazooka, and the two flew over and landed beside Okra, and attached Okra behind him.

"Donor, run away, this person is probably not an opponent for us together, but we can buy you time.

"Old Dao, in order to protect a lovely woman, it is worth dying at the hands of such a beautiful woman!" Okra

listened to the words of these two people, and immediately knew that they had misunderstood, and just wanted to say wait, this Taoist priest launched the bazooka he was carrying.

Okra immediately turned on the ether programming, and she knew the coordinates of the place where Kafka was, but when the rocket was halfway through, a brown sword qi cut it off, and a violent explosion occurred in the middle of the two sides.

At this time, a data channel appeared in front of Kafka, but the rocket had been shredded, but the shockwave was absorbed, and a dashing figure appeared above the two men.

"Blade! Don't kill the hand!" The

blade was originally aimed at the two of them, and when they heard Okra say that sentence, the blade of the sword pointed upwards for a moment, and the hilt smashed on the back of the necks of the two, and after the person fell in front of Okra, the monk and the Taoist priest fell to the ground in response.

"Whew..."

Okra is also a hanging heart, she doesn't want to become a wanted criminal because of this misunderstanding, although this seems to be a return to her old job, but the problem is that she is okra, even if she inherited the ability of the silver wolf, now it is a weakened version, just rely on these few to catch her, she almost didn't kill her, it's okay to deal with a country, and this is his home country, which is the most important reason.

"Bao, don't you explain?"

At this time, Kafka also walked over, her deep light purple eyes looked at the okra panicked, but she couldn't show it, after all, these two people were the main ones.

"This... Let's talk about it... "

Panic, panic, little silver wolf, where are you, come and help me replace me, hey, hey, hey?".