Disaster Shelter

If Kung Pao Ding loses to Yan Biqing, then at the critical moment, he can still activate that secret to delay his escape.

Ding Mingguang didn't want Gongbao Ding to die on the mission just after recovering from serious injuries.

Without Wen Wen's assistance, the battle between Yan Biqing and Gong Baoding soon came to an end. Although Gong Baoding worked very hard, there was a big gap in strength between the two, so he still failed.

He was half kneeling on the ground, the flames on his body had weakened, and only a thin layer of the surrounding wall of fire was left, obviously unable to support it.

As a power user who has mastered the realm, your strength is really strong, but I still want to bury you here, it's a pity.

It's a pity to say, but there is a grin on his face.

At first, he also tried to learn how to be a person based on his original memory.

But what happened on the way to study made him realize that he doesn't need to be a human being.

He is a higher existence, why can he become inferior.

Screaming, despair, and crying are what he wants, and the rest are just the influence of Yan Biqing's consciousness.

Yan Biqing bent down, picked up a pebble the size of a bowl, weighed it twice, and looked at Gong Baoding with a sneer.

Flame, can it block the stone!

A green light flashed in his hand, and he concentrated all his strength in his hand, ready to throw this stone.

The power of this stone is not inferior to that of a cannonball!

Gong Baoding closed his eyes, now he has no strength to dodge.

Just as Yan Biqing was about to throw a stone, there was a crisp sound in his body, and then the data flow on his body became disordered.

The thrown stone deviated from the direction, passed over Gong Baoding's head, and smashed a big tree behind him in half!

What is this

Blood burst out from the wound, Yan Biqing waved his hands, trying to block the blood, but there were more than two wounds on his body, and his hands could not block it at all.

Your abilities are useless now. With your physical condition, I don't need to make a move. You will die.

Ding Mingguang came out from the dark, looked at Yan Biqing and said, Teacher... no, maybe I can't call you teacher anymore, it will keep disturbing your body from now on.

After arriving here, Ding Mingguang found that now was the great opportunity he had been looking for, as long as the Anzi was detonated now, Yan Biqing would die immediately.

Teacher, I have always respected you. As your student, I will at least let you die as a human being.

Hey...hey...hahaha!

Yan Biqing laughed wildly, green light covered his body, and the blood stopped gushing, Ding Mingguang's complexion changed drastically, he couldn't get in touch with that Anzi!

Among my students, you have always been smart, but aren't you too confident?

I'm not your student, don't pretend to be my teacher. Ding Mingguang said in a low voice.

I use his body and have his memory, why am I not him, and why have I been hunted down by you since I was born? Yan Biqing asked.

Ding Mingguang was speechless.

But it doesn't matter, as long as you are solved, you can no longer track me.

Yan Biqing pressed his hand to his chest, and then grabbed a fist-sized virtual ape from his chest!

I know you did something wrong with me, but I don't know what it is. If you don't detonate him, I will never be able to eliminate hidden dangers. Fortunately, you finally detonated the bomb you buried for this person.

But I didn't expect that what you buried turned out to be your ability. What would happen if I destroyed it?

Ding Mingguang's complexion was iron, and with his ability, if he wanted to leave a mark on Yan Biqing without being discovered, he could only stuff a programmer who had a certain degree of self-awareness and could hide into Yan Biqing's body.

For this reason, his ability has declined during this period of time, but he did not expect to be discovered by Yan Biqing in the end.

Yan Biqing didn't procrastinate, a green light flashed across his body, and the ape in his palm uttered a desperate cry, and it was directly shattered into pieces.

Ding Mingguang also spit out a mouthful of blood. The programmer was killed, which also had a great impact on him.

He temporarily lost all his abilities. Although the programmer will come back to life in a few days, Ding Mingguang doubts whether Yan Biqing will give him so much time.

Let me deal with him first, you are a waste now, there is no threat.

Yan Biqing picked up another stone and was about to throw it.

This time, Wen Wen, hiding in the dark, prepared the mouse. He would not let his first inmate die just like that.

But soon, Wen Wen smiled, let the mouse hide away, and watched the battle from the sidelines.

Because he knew that this time he was going to win!

The stone was thrown by Yan Biqing, but at this moment, Gong Baoding's body exploded with flames, which directly turned into a fireball with a diameter of several meters and enveloped him.

The stone turned into magma and fell to the ground before it even got close to his body.

The fireball floated into the air, and then a sharp whistle resounded through the sky.

A moment later, the red, flaming wings pierced the huge fireball and opened suddenly, the flames fell like raindrops, like a dream.

What remained in the air was a huge bird with a wingspan of several meters.

The magma is the body, the flames are the feathers, and the head and tail are covered with gorgeous feathers made of seven-color flames. This is a miraculous firebird!

Kung Pao Ding, assimilation is complete!

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Outside the playground, Gao Fang sighed.

Hey, this guy really doesn't live up to expectations. Not only do I have to guard against that crazy detective, but also prevent him from being killed by other people.

He took out a walkie-talkie with a strong signal, and was about to throw it into the playground to let Yan Biqing escape.

This walkie-talkie is specially made, and the signal sending device inside is difficult to be blocked, which is why Yan Biqing has been able to escape repeatedly.

Under the influence of his strange ability, the walkie-talkie flew out directly.

It's an ability he uses to deliver prizes and is generally difficult to interrupt.

But at this moment, the walkie-talkie was stopped by a big hand like a cattail fan, it was directly scratched and turned into parts.

Hey...you can't buy this walkie-talkie even if you have money...

Gao Fang stretched out his hand distressedly, but it was still irreparable.

Standing in front of him was a strong man like an iron tower, wearing a thick iron armor, standing there like a huge iron can.

Strange, who are you? Gao Fang tilted his head, looked at this person and asked.

It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is...you will die here!

The strong man said in a low voice, and then he ran towards the high imitation like a truck.

Gao Fang snorted softly, and just came over to a random person and told him that he would die here, wouldn't that be shameful?

He floated lightly towards the strong man, holding a handful of rusty black iron nails in his hand, intending to kill the strong man.

As an avatar whose purpose of existence is only for the fun of the main body, the high imitation itself does not have any attack ability, but the black spikes do!