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Chapter 143 Doomsday Rush (continue to ask for a monthly pass)

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Damn don't die?Whoever dares to move the clock one by one, I will fight him desperately!
A thought suddenly flashed in Han Qiu's mind: No one should let anyone hurt Zhong Yiyi. If something happened to Zhong Yiyi, he might not be able to live well in his life!
It was unlucky to say that tonight he was planning to have dinner with Zhong Yiyi, and now that he had a laptop and no need to go to the Internet cafe, Han Qiu did not habitually put on his sports backpack when he went out.

As the car drove further and further away, I could faintly see the bells on the back seat struggling desperately, and then they were knocked unconscious...

Han Qiu felt flustered, and hurriedly fumbled in his sports backpack, and suddenly found a small bottle.

"Cod liver oil: item, no weight, no attribute, no level, additional skill: haste. It can temporarily increase the haste level for 30 seconds"

Saved!Saved!As soon as Han Qiu poured the cod liver oil into his mouth, he immediately felt like a motor was tied to his feet. With endless energy, he rushed out with big strides...

But the distance between the car and him didn't shorten at all, on the contrary, it gradually opened up slightly.

Hey, it's just a small item after all, and the power of this kind of item with no side effects is not so abnormal.Although the haste level has been added, compared with sports cars, it can at most keep pace with a sports car, which is already a supernatural phenomenon. If you want to run faster than a speeding car, this item is far from enough.

Han Qiu continued to fumble in the bag while running.Fortunately, the current bag level is not bad, and I have passed the painful days when I can only use one equipment item.

This time he took out a knife.This was taken out when I was tutoring Xiao Tian at Murong Wei's home a few days ago, the doomsday skull.

This time it can be saved!
"Doomsday Skull: equipment, off-hand item, weight 4, level 4, attribute: intelligence level 1. Additional skill: Doomsday Run, after the skill is triggered, the running speed increases by 60%, and the stamina value is continuously lost..."

60%, what a terrifying improvement!
Cod liver oil has increased the haste level, and it can barely keep up with the pace of the car. Now with this 60% increase, there is absolutely no problem!

However, the continuous loss of stamina... Even if he catches up by then, how can he save Zhong Yiyi?
But now I can't think about these things, Han Qiu has only one thought in his head: Don't let Zhong Yiyi have an accident, otherwise he will feel guilty for the rest of his life!

"Trigger skill: doomsday run, running speed increased by 60%, continuous loss of stamina!"

What is the value of this physical strength?As long as Zhong Yiyi can be safe and sound, even if his life is in danger, he won't have any complaints!

Han Qiu's speed reached an astounding level, he swept across the land inch by inch, and the scenery on both sides receded like floating clouds.His state at this moment is not like a galloping horse, but like an eagle, clinging to the ground, gliding proudly and laboriously.

Han Qiu's physical strength was declining rapidly, his breathing became short of breath, and his chest was cracking and painful.Every inch of the road ahead is like a way back to hell, and now he is like a soldier who welcomes the end of the world, running forward alone and persistently, no matter what awaits him ahead is hell or heaven!
"Damn, my eyes aren't blurred, right?" The driver, who was humming a tune, saw the figure chasing after him in the rearview mirror: "That kid actually ran after him!"

"Just talk nonsense, we are using millions of sports cars!" The bald thug sitting in the back row snorted disdainfully, he whistled, and said relaxedly: "We have been watching the car for half a month, Finally found a chance to do it. Bring this chick back, we can get a lot of bonuses. This task is not easy, but it is not difficult. The main thing is to wait, how easy it is to start, look at it now, there is nothing at all challenge!"

"No, that kid is really chasing me. If you don't believe it, just look!" The driver's tone became more and more panicked.

The bald head looked back, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat: "Damn, what kind of speed is this? Is this still a human?"

The driver's tone was obviously a bit broken: "This kid is too scary! It seems we may not be able to escape today!"

"What are you afraid of? Stop!" The bald head clenched his fists, his joints creaked, and said confidently: "After running so far, he must be tired and falling apart. I just need to help him repair his bones and muscles!"

The driver thought about it too, this kid's speed is so abnormal, it is meaningless to continue running, if he is caught up sooner or later, he might as well stop and beat him up once and for all.

Although I was repeatedly told not to hurt this kid, but he came to the door by himself, and there is nothing we can do.

The car stopped, and the tall, burly bald-headed driver and the short, stout driver stood in front of Han Qiu, each holding a steel pipe, and they even had guns on their waists.It's just that there doesn't seem to be any reason to bring up such a small scene now.

Zhong Yiyi was still unconscious on the car seat, like a sleeping mermaid.

Han Qiu stopped, gasping for breath, bursts of exhaustion and powerlessness made every inch of his skin, every muscle and bone feel unprecedented pain.

The side effects of Doomsday Rush are indeed huge.If I hadn't passed several months of physical training, I might have been lying down now...

"Boy, are you tired of living, and you rushed here to die?" The bald man played with the steel pipe in his hand and looked at Han Qiu with disdain: "You are so tired that you are like a dog, and you still want to be a hero and save the beauty? "

"Go back and tell Sister Hong not to touch the people around me, or you will pay the price!" Panting, gritted her teeth, Han Qiu said firmly, with an unusually sinister tone.

He wants everyone to know that he is not joking now!

"How do you know that sister Hong did it?" the chunky driver asked suspiciously.

"Hmph, besides her, who else would have such a desire and means to deal with me, an ordinary student? I've been wary of her for a long time, but I didn't expect that she would despicably attack the people around me!" Han Qiu said quietly Looking at the two of them: "Give you a chance, let this girl go now, I'll pretend nothing happened, you can come and go as you please."

"Are you joking?" The two burst out laughing, covering their stomachs with their bald heads, pointing a steel pipe at Han Qiu's nose: "I've seen a lot of idiots, and I've seen a lot of lunatics, but they're so stupid and crazy that you This is the first time I’ve seen it.”

"I gave you a chance, but you don't cherish it yourself." Han Qiu said with a sullen face and an extremely serious expression, "Don't blame me!"

The two looked at each other, is this kid really crazy?Seeing that he was as tired as a dog, he almost fell to the ground, how dare he run rampant here?
"Stop talking nonsense, show him some color!" The bald head shouted, and the steel pipe in his hand was about to come out...

"Jingle Bell"

"Jingle Bell"

A series of crisp sounds echoed in the night sky...

When Han Qiu was extremely weak, he knew that he was invincible, but the situation forced him to sit back and watch the clock be taken away one by one and ignore it. Even if he risked his life, he had to fight for it!
He put his hand into the sports backpack, looking for something convenient to add some attributes, to see if he could support his tired body for a fight.Although the chances seemed slim, he had no other choice.

As a result, after this exploration, it suddenly became clear.

He almost couldn't help but want to thank God.

Although, the person he should be most grateful for is actually himself.Without his persistence for half a year, without his hard training, the upgrade of the bag would not be so fast; if there is no bag of the current level, there will be no current item, let alone the possibility of using three items at the same time.

Cod Liver Oil, Doomsday Skull, and Barov Butler Bell...

"Barov Steward Bell: Item, no level, no weight, no attribute, additional skill: Summon. Summon the servants of the Barov family to fight, cook or clean for you."

The crisp bell rang, and the bald head and the driver stared wide-eyed.

"Is this kid crazy? Still playing games at this time?" The bald man laughed dumbly.

"No, I feel like he's calling out to some accomplice?" The driver was more suspicious: "I think we have fallen into his trap. Could it be that he has accomplices ambushing nearby?"

"You're thinking too much!" the bald head said disdainfully: "Even if there are indeed accomplices, are we afraid? Is the gun on your waist a vegetarian?"

"Yes!" The driver nodded secretly.

"Why are you talking so much? Come on!" The bald head picked up the steel pipe in his hand and smashed it down on Han Qiu's head.

Han Qiu's exhausted body had already lost the instinct to dodge, let alone the ability to fight back.Seeing that the steel pipe was about to smash heavily on his sky cap...

The bald head was very powerful, the blow was thunderous, and there was a whistling wind as the steel pipe was moving.If the blow hits hard, it will cause a concussion at the slightest, or... a vegetative state at worst!

With a "clang", the steel pipe in the bald man's hand suddenly snapped into two pieces.

A big man with a height of more than 2 meters and muscles as hard as an iron tower, with his upper body naked, looked down at him with a terrifying gaze.

This kind of gaze doesn't look like a human being, it seems to only exist in the world of demons and beasts...

The bald head suddenly felt weak and cold to the bone.

With a "bang", two steel pipes slammed on the forehead of the bald man who hadn't reacted yet, leaving two shocking marks...

The bald head collapsed limply on the ground, falling into a coma, with white foam at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the chunky driver drew a pistol from his waist...

With a "bang", the gun in the driver's hand changed strangely.

The muzzle of the gun was knotted at a 180-degree angle and bent over. The black muzzle was pointed directly at me...

How is this going?Hit the evil?

Damn, it seems that I can't get it done, it's more important to run for my life first!

Regardless of his bald partner lying on the ground, the driver slid back into the car and stepped on the clutch.

The car roared a few times, but it didn't move a single step forward.

Looking through the rearview mirror, there was a sudden creep, the car was held tightly by a hand...

(I am very moved by the support of the brothers. Everyone has seen it. Now it is only 600 votes away from the 100 votes of the four updates a day. Why hesitate? Hurry up if you have a ticket!)

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