Marvel Black Robe, I rely on the release of the lottery

"Go to hell!" The locomotive roared and rushed towards Cao Chen.

But from his perspective, he was rushing towards a huge blooming flower.

It's so big that it makes him laugh, it's so big that it's very arrogant.

puff!

The sound of blood and flesh intertwining and colliding sounded in the locomotive's ears.

It's so wonderful, so wonderful that it's like a dream.

The huge flower exploded immediately and turned into many small flowers.

The small flowers burst again and turned into more and smaller flowers.

They fell from the sky and scattered in the alley, like a rain of chrysanthemums.

The locomotive bathed in it, greedily breathing the surrounding air.

Suddenly, he frowned.

No, this tastes too ordinary!

There is no trace of blood smell, this is not the smell he wants!

The locomotive stopped immediately.

At this time, he had arrived at the other end of the alley.

He turned around and saw that the alley was empty.

There is no blood, no flesh, and no big flowers.

"What's going on with Tema?"

The locomotive looked confused, but immediately became excited.

"I know, I heard someone say that there is a very small thing called an atom.

I smashed that bastard into atoms, lots of atoms!

Two tubes of No. [-] Compound are so powerful, no one can stop me!

I'm the fastest!I am the strongest!

You arrogant bastard, are you dead? !Hahaha……"

The locomotive screamed crazily and looked up to the sky laughing.

Suddenly, the laughter stopped abruptly.

The smile froze on his face, and immediately turned into a look of shock.

He saw clearly.

The huge flower is suspended in mid-air, with an extremely arrogant face.

Hasn't he been smashed into atoms by me?

How is he still alive?

Why can he still fly?

I see!

He's dead, he's now a ghost, that's why he can fly!

"I am indeed the strongest!" Locomotive patted his chest hard.

At the same time, Cao Chen, who was floating in the air with his feet on thin clouds, had a black line on his forehead.

He guessed that under the influence of compound No. [-], the locomotive would have some hallucinations.

Cao Chen could also understand his confusing behavior.

But the only thing I can't understand is why there are atoms in it?

Is this so scientific? !

Cao Chen landed on the ground and raised his fingers at the locomotive: "Come again."

In the eyes of the locomotive, it was the huge flower flapping its petals, calling him over.

"Baby, I will satisfy you!" The locomotive rushed towards Cao Chen again.

puff!

The ground is covered with petals again.

The chrysanthemums are broken, the ground is covered with wounds, and the locomotive’s smile has gone crazy...

He thought he had killed Cao Chen again.

But in fact, his attack was once again dodged by Cao Chen.

Cao Chen knew in his heart that a locomotive injected with compound No. [-] could easily crush people.

This impact is quite powerful.

Besides, he had just injected two tubes.

Even if Cao Chen has immortal energy to protect his body, he is not [-]% sure that he can block such damage.

Therefore, to be on the safe side, he chose to dodge.

Since the locomotive has an absolute speed advantage, it will definitely not be able to escape on the ground.

Then you can only use somersault clouds to fly into the sky.

If the ground is Locomotive's battlefield, then the sky is Cao Chen's home field.

Who told the locomotive not to fly?

Just bully him!

Cao Chen flew to the top of the locomotive: "Didn't you say you wanted to smash me into a pulp? Keep going!"

"What?" the locomotive laughed: "Are you kidding me?! Are you stupid? I've killed you twice!"

"Are you stupid?! If I die, how can I still talk to you?"

"Because you are a ghost, idiot, hahaha!" The locomotive laughed again.

Cao Chen rolled his eyes.

Therefore, there is no way to reason with a bad guy.

Either letitgo or change the language.

Cao Chen chose the latter.

He was condescending and gave the locomotive a hard kick, right in the face.

Click!

Two big white teeth flew out, and blood flowed down the corners of his mouth.

"Fuck!"

Locomotive held his chin that was obviously crooked, tears falling from his eyes.

"If I were a ghost, would I hit you? Would it hurt so much to hit you?" Cao Chen said coldly.

The locomotive raised its head.

The heartbreaking pain made him sober.

The huge flower in front of me disappeared.

Instead, there was a cold man with murderous eyes.

Not just an ordinary man.

But a man who steps on clouds and flies in the sky.

Is it an angel?

Or God?

Countless images flashed through Locomotive's mind at once.

They were all the evil things he had done before, but not all of them.

Did God send him to punish me?

"Who...are you?" Locomotive said with a cry.

"I am a cultivator of immortality." Cao Chen said calmly.

Suddenly, the locomotive knelt on the ground with a painful look on his face.

He curled up and clutched his heart, suffocating from the indescribable pain.

But it was only for a moment that the severe pain disappeared.

The locomotive stood up again as if it were the rest of its life.

Cao Chen knew that this battle was over.

He was waiting for this moment, when the locomotive lost its speed advantage.

After all, the locomotive's heart couldn't bear the load brought to it by No. [-] compound.

Not to mention there are two tubes.

Cao Chen fiercely grabbed the neck of the locomotive and took him flying into the sky.

"What are you going to... do?" The locomotive's dangling feet kicked randomly.

"Find a place to bury you." Cao Chen said coldly.

He will not be merciful just because the locomotive is a "patient".

Master's revenge must be avenged with his own hands!

What's more, it was the locomotive who came to trouble first, more than once.

Then no wonder Cao Chen.

"Don't kill me. I know I was wrong. Please... I'll give you money!" the locomotive begged for mercy.

Cao Chen ignored him and continued to fly into the sky.

He didn't stop until he flew to a height where he could overlook the Watt headquarters building in the distance.

The lights under your feet are shining like elves dancing in New York City.

The secluded alley had now turned into a black line without any luster.

"Please, don't kill me. I really know I was wrong. Please..."

The locomotive's face was covered with tears, and he begged feebly.

"Go tell the ghost what you said!" Cao Chen gently let go of his hand.

Then the locomotive fell from the sky, accompanied by bursts of screams and wails.

Cao Chen aimed at the alley at his feet.

The only thing he cares about now is whether he can hit the target.

It's like watching a basketball being thrown.

After drawing a graceful arc in the air, I felt anxious in anticipation of a perfect shot into the basket.

Cao Chen flew towards the locomotive fiercely.

He wanted to see this "perfect basket" moment for real.

But in the eyes of the accelerating falling locomotive, it seemed like the god of death was catching up.

In despair, there is a bit more cruelty.