between the shadows of salted fish

Chapter 20: Chapter Eighteen: A Disjointed Plot

The moment the smoke covered everyone's vision, a young man's voice rang out: "What's wrong? Are you scared? Zhao Yanxiang?"

Zhao Yanxiang was silent for a few seconds after hearing the young man's voice, and then said: "Afraid? Maybe? But... you seem to..."

As soon as Zhao Yanxiang finished speaking, a huge shock wave shook Zhao Yanxiang, and at the same time the young man said in a mocking tone: "Am I afraid?"

Zhao Yanxiang spit out a mouthful of blood and looked at the surrounding smoke and said, "Aren't you afraid? Then why did you choose to sneak attack? Show off your skills? Weak!"

A faint sound sounded, Zhao Yanxiang took out the refined iron shield and threw it on the ground, then took out the blindness potion and threw it at the shield. . .

In the next second, the wooden stick that appeared out of nowhere swept across Zhao Yanxiang, and at the same time, a man in sportswear appeared behind Zhao Yanxiang and said, "Wrong guess! Stupid... eh? This is! Are you crazy?"

The man in the sportswear looked at the crystal ball that fell out of Zhao Yanxiang's clothes and said, "I don't want to be with you forever... ah... my eyes... you..."

Just when the man in the sportswear fell into panic because of blindness, Zhao Yanxiang hit the man in the sportswear with an elbow and said at the same time: "I'm a little tired... although I don't know why... probably because you hate me so much. ?”

The man in the sportswear vomited a bunch of blood clots and stood there indifferently, responding: "Crazy! I'm going blind with you now... Is there any benefit in doing this?"

As soon as the man in the sportswear finished speaking, Zhao Yanxiang had already turned around and punched the man in the sportswear in the stomach, and at the same time said: "Do you think I'm fighting you just by watching...you don't think I've been fighting you all these years Life doesn't involve fighting in the dark, does it?"

After an uppercut hit the man in the sportswear, Zhao Yanxiang rubbed his still tearful eyes and said, "Don't worry! You won't be permanently blind... because the light just now was just because of the effect of my shield!"

The man in the sportswear was stunned for a while and then said: "Where's the crystal ball? Wait...the moment the crystal ball falls...you're fucking me!"

Zhao Yanxiang kicked the man in the sportswear on the chest and said at the same time: "Yin? This world is like this... Are you a child? Can't you understand this thing?"

The man in the sportswear struggled painfully on the ground for a while, then panted and said, "You...you still know! My position...why...why you can do it!"

After a moment of silence, Zhao Yanxiang said: "It's a habit! After all... I spend most of my time at night!"

With the sound of metal hitting the ground, Zhao Yanxiang covered his eyes and said, "Yes...who? I can't see it!"

Zhao Yanxiang asked hesitantly when he felt a hand touching his cheek: "EMT? You... you take everyone back to the village... I still have some things to deal with!"

At this time, the voice of EMT came from my ear: "No! I want to be with...I want to be with you! Can't I?"

Zhao Yanxiang wiped the viscous liquid flowing out of the corner of his eyes and said, "Okay! You help me and...Huh? Who!"

Qi Fan walked up to Zhao Yanxiang and said, "Are you okay? Just now... what happened? Why did you disappear with him?"

Zhao Yanxiang shook his head and said, "I don't know! The smoke just now! Could it be his skill? Or? Something else?"

Qi Fan looked at the headless body on the ground and asked: "You killed him? No... why is this body like wood?"

After a moment of silence, Zhao Yanxiang said: "I guess the other party may have ninja skills... such as a stand-in?"

Qi Fan grabbed the 'corpse' on the ground and said: "It could be a clone too! (OS: Is it a clone of wood type? Or something else?)"

Zhao Yanxiang took out gauze to cover his eyes and said, "Let's visit the village first! We may have to repair for a while... because of my eyes... eh? Is it love?"

Lian Shan touched Zhao Yanxiang's gauze-wrapped part with one hand and asked, "What's wrong? Your eyes can recover...wait! I'm just asking about him..."

After Lian, who felt the EMT's murderous spirit, explained, EMT supported Zhao Yanxiang and walked in the direction of the village.

At the same time, on the periphery of the plane, a man in sportswear covered his bleeding eyes and said: "Tell the boss! I may not be able to let her go back in a short time... After all, I am injured..."

At this moment, a deep male voice sounded beside the man in the sportswear: "Don't make excuses! Your lord will not allow us to fail! And...you don't think that just because you are injured...the plan will be terminated, right?"

The man in the sportswear punched the space barrier and roared angrily, "I'm a player! Why... 486 takes himself too seriously?"

The deep male voice was silent for a moment and then said: "This matter! You can go find him yourself when you have time... talk to him yourself!"

The man in sportswear covered his chest and vomited out a bunch of blood clots, then said with a pale face: "I can't get in! And... nothing he promised! None of it has arrived... Isn't it? (OS: Damn NPC! Damn it! 486! I’m not done with you!)”

A week after the battle, Zhao Yanxiang sat at the entrance of the village and looked at his attributes and said, "The attributes have increased! But it's too subtle!"

Qi Fan walked up to Zhao Yanxiang and sat down and asked, "It's increased? Why are you still not satisfied? I haven't even increased my attributes..."

Zhao Yanxiang sighed and opened the attribute display, then said: "The problem is this... How should I say it! My current attributes are (name: Zhao Yanxiang, strength: 31000, agility: 31000, intelligence: 31000, constitution: 31000, HP: 310000, MP: 310000, skill: ???)"

Qi Fan looked at Zhao Yanxiang in a daze for a while and then said, "It's increased...it's pretty good! Isn't it?"

Zhao Yanxiang smiled wryly and said: "The problem is mine...my skills can't be used! And...my miniature world can't be opened suddenly...this is very serious!"

Qi Fan scratched his head and asked, "Then what are you going to do? Well... EMT is here! Let's talk about this matter later!"

Zhao Yanxiang drove Qi Fan, which was thrown away in a hurry, and sighed: "By the way, what timeline did this sickly EMT come from? (OS: Should I talk to her? About her own problems? By the way! There are those sportswear freaks out there!)”

When Zhao Yanxiang was thinking about the problem, the EMT walked up to Zhao Yanxiang, sat down and said with a serious face: "I want to talk to you...while I am awake..."

(End of this chapter)