After Becoming a Little |

The clamor of the crowd gradually became low, and even became silent after a while. Everyone's eyes looked over like this, and that line of sight contained resentment, disgust, and even hatred.

It's an interesting thing—they resent the metal monsters out there, but they know they're ruthless and won't reason with them, so they bury the resentment in their hearts.

But now they found out that there was actually a culprit among them, and even those metal monsters came for her, so they suddenly had an outlet for their resentment.

This is just like after the rape case, instead of vigorously cracking down on the rapist, instead criticizing the victim for being too flamboyantly dressed to arouse other people's desires, or the classic sentence of the class teacher's "Don't mess with me He, why did he hit you'.

This kind of resentment comes for no reason, but there are always people who subconsciously follow this logic of thinking.

Mrs. Song said loudly: "Do you know what it means to push an inch? If I go out now, the other party will only be more arrogant. When you are also asked to be taken away by the other party, no one will speak for you again."

Someone said in a strange voice: "We are not as rich as you!"

"They just want your money! You give them money!"

"Yes, you are so rich, you must have done a lot of outrageous things! This is retribution!"

Mrs. Song looked over, but is it useful to find out the strange person at this time?She just replied with a blank face: "Then I will ask now, how much they want - I will give as much as they want! As long as they can ensure everyone's safety!"

The crowd suffocated, and slowly fell into silence.

The security personnel of the Song family who had the courage to ask questions came back intact, and the other party's voice sounded: "Ms. Nan Mengxi! You can't just talk, come out! We are just asking for money, so that everyone else can go home safely !"

Someone in the crowd responded, "Yes! You're just talking! Get out!"

"Yes! Get out—"

"go out--"

"go out--"

Even the one who yelled first took the lead and wanted to rush up the corridor.

Youzi's eyes turned cold, and he took out his revolver and shot him directly, a flower of blood bloomed on his shoulder, and the group of people who rushed up a few steps scattered in panic.

Most of the people shrank in the inner hall, not daring to speak.

At this moment, short and rapid gunshots sounded again in the corridor, and everyone was shocked.

Mrs. Song turned her head to look at Youzi and Bi Bei behind her, but she could only see puzzled expressions.

After Ai Rulong and Mr. Jin looked at each other, the expressions of both sides changed, and they both shouted decisively: "Everyone squat down! The rescuers are here!"

"It's ours! Squat down quickly to avoid accidental injury!"

Chapter 223 0222-The third person whose name is less than 1/6 of the "rice and oil" blade

Two figures rushed out from the rooms on both sides of the corridor.

The metal monster guarding the corridor was startled. They had already checked the nearby cabins and found no one there. Where did these two people come from?

It was a young girl in a youthful hot tight outfit, and an uncle who didn't seem to have any characteristics.

The girl was almost sprinting at a speed of 226 meters, so she slammed into the arms of a metal monster. Those long white legs that looked amazingly elastic twisted up, and her figure wrapped around his back like a snake. On his back, two sticks of pink Sig-P[-] were wiped from the back of his waist to his hands, leaning against the gap between his helmet's neck and neck, and then fired non-stop for a while.

"Bang bang bang bang bang——"

Another metal monster let go of the heavy machine gun with a limited angle after it was set up, and reached out to grab the fully automatic rifle hanging on his chest to rescue his teammates. At this time, the uncle who rushed over directly punched the gun. ——

Raising his hand, raising his palm, and pressing down, the figure of the uncle stuck in front of this metal monster, and he kept blocking the fully automatic rifle whose muzzle moved over, obviously the muzzle was moving in front of him, but But he would always be kicked away by his fists and feet, and the scorching **** even passed by his ears more than once, but he turned a deaf ear and just raised a silver-gray Colt M1911-A1 pistol in his hand , Aiming at the opponent's bulletproof mask again and again.

"Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-"

The gunshots were extremely rhythmic. Five shots in a row hit the same place on the bulletproof mask at such a close distance. After all, he never thought that he would encounter such an attack. The bulletproof mask burst into a pale white like snowflakes, a gap visible to the naked eye exposed.

The uncle grabbed the metal monster, twisted his body in a strange posture, and reversed the positions of the two parties. The original posture of the uncle facing the corridor became the metal monster's back facing the corridor, and he completely turned his figure Hidden under the opponent's thick powered exoskeleton, even the angle of the feet is exactly the same, just like the opponent's shadow.

Even their positions have been pulled over, blocking the girl's pair further back.

The metal monster that wanted to support them roared and shot at them, but it could only shoot a cloud of sparks on the teammates, completely unable to threaten the two people hiding behind their figures.

The uncle flipped his wrist, and a matte-colored dagger was already in his hand. The right hand holding the gun stood up calmly, swung away the muzzle of the opponent's gun that was still emitting fireworks, and poked the dagger directly at the gap in his mask with his left hand up, give it a good stir and pull away—

"boom--"

There was a dull sound from inside the helmet, like a watermelon popping because it was overripe.

The gunshots stopped abruptly, but the uncle held his body to prevent him from falling, and glanced sideways at Mu Youzi behind him: "Are you all right?"

"Okay~ This guy is really tough... If we didn't get so close, we really couldn't handle them."

After emptying four magazines, Muyouzi, who shattered the opponent's throat bone, turned over with the impact of the gun, and tucked the gun back neatly: "Let's go, we should go down and find that big sister~ "

"Ah."

The uncle took out a grenade from the waist of the metal monster in front of him, looked at the safety locking mechanism on it, and threw it out without pulling the ring.

He turned around and walked towards the stairwell, reloading the pistol that had been emptied. Accompanied by the sound of "crack——click——" the pistol was loaded. The grenade that was still falling along the parabola in mid-air was directly shot and exploded, and the footsteps naturally walked down the stairs.

Flames and shock waves filled the gap between the corridor and the stairwell in an instant. The few metal monsters who wanted to rush over subconsciously stopped, and waited until the messy shrapnel flew away and the entire corridor was riddled with holes. In the stairwell, there was only a metal door that was smoked gray and black, still shaking slightly.

"..."

A small captain raised his hand to stop his subordinates from chasing. He said something to his teammates in the communicator, took a deep look at the stairwell, and turned his head to look at the end of the corridor that was still in a daze. defender.

A few seconds later, the companion's voice came from the communicator: "It's not their people, it should be colleagues from the dark world - I saw them! They are going down! We are sure that he is going down to break through!"

"Understood." The team leader waved his hand towards the end of the corridor, and told the left and right: "Since they have gone down, we can't catch up, and continue our mission."

……

……

The gunshots in the corridor sounded strangely and stopped abruptly.

When everyone started looking at each other, wanting to know the result, the blunt mandarin voice came from the corridor again.

"Your people have been killed by us!" The voice directly shattered everyone's illusions: "Don't try to attack us!"

As he spoke, he grabbed the heavy machine gun that had been set up and fired at the walls on both sides of the corridor at will. The roaring guns pierced through the wooden partition and rushed into the inner hall, scaring everyone to lie down again in panic.

"We have already mentioned the first person, since you are not willing to hand her over, then let's talk about the second!"

He threatened in a cold voice: "If you don't hand over the person after we say the third name, we will attack directly! Some bloody things will happen then!"

"The second person is the chairman of Beidi Mining Group, Mr. Jin Wansan!"

The two muscular men on the left and right took a step forward, blocking their boss behind them.

Everyone looked at each other, and after a while, all the big furniture looked at Mrs. Song again.

"Mr. King! I know it's you! Mr. King—"

Someone who knew Jin Wansan knew who was behind him after seeing Da Zuo and Da Right, and cried out in a slightly broken begging tone: "I don't want to die yet! Please—— "

Silence, deathly silence.

Although the conscientious security personnel were still guarding the entrance of the inner hall and the stairs of the corridor, more and more people started to become restless.

After a while, there seemed to be the sound of fierce battles coming from below the Poseidon, gunshots exploded like firecrackers, and there was a dull explosion.

But before Mrs. Song and the others could speak, the cold voice outside the corridor had already said directly: "It seems that you are not making friends anymore. After I finish talking about the third person, I will give you three minutes—after three minutes, we will meet you." Let's attack! After all, if we don't have money, we can do anything!"

"The third person! Is the chairman of Leah Fund! Ai—"

"boom--"

"Clang——"

PS1: Seeing that there is no update reminder, I thought everyone would not watch it. I was a little disappointed. I was happy only after seeing the update reminder.

PS2: The progress of researching hamburger buns today is not very ideal, because I found that the best choice is to pick the buns from Kaifeng, Golden Arch, and Burger King for my own use... and I bought the flour as self-rising flour, so I happily made a microwave cake all afternoon.

PS3: I wanted to write more, but I was a little dizzy. I guess I rushed too much (laughs), so I didn’t post chapter by chapter. I wanted to write more in one breath before I couldn’t help but rest, but I only write for now After so much, I worked hard to code tonight, but there are no water groups. Friends of the sand sculpture group can testify for me.

PS4: Continue tomorrow~

224 0223-It Can't Be Smooth Sail

The metal monsters formed a semicircle, ready to attack.

And at this moment, with a loud cracking sound, the floor made of steel was directly smashed, and the purple awns bloomed.

A figure in a black robe jumped up from the center of the metal monster, and a flash of sword light tore apart like a dragon, directly cutting off the weapons in the hands of the six metal monsters around her, with a relaxed posture It's like chopping sugar cane.

The sword light is like the sea, and the divine power is like a prison——

The tip of the sword light passed over the team leader who was still talking just now, and cut off his larynx directly, but all the other party could do was stop all the voices of speaking, trembling and falling to the ground.

The end of the other party's "Ai——" also turned into a throaty "ho ho" sound. He helplessly clutched his neck, staggered back, and fell to his knees on the ground.

There were obviously six enemies, and even they were all wearing powered exoskeletons and protective clothing. They were terribly burly, and their fists covered with metal blocks could easily punch the steel plate out of depressions.

However, after disabling their weapons, the white-haired woman in the black robe almost completely ignored these factors, and only swung the long sword in her hand in a way that seemed ridiculously simple.

Stab down with one sword, twist half a turn, pull it out, change to another person, stab it down with another sword, twist it half a turn, and pull it out again...

That posture is like a playful child poking a watermelon with a table knife, but no matter how fierce the metal monsters counterattack, the woman in the black robe and white hair seems to completely ignore it, calmly as if Walking in her own living room, she slipped and staggered, letting the forward fist lift her hair, while she focused on handing out the sword, the blade rubbed against the opponent's armor, sparking a stream of sparks, and The point of the sword is pointed at the heart——

poke——

After smashing the hearts of 6 enemies, and passing the long sword in through the jaw gap of the opponent's helmet again to make up the knife, the white-haired woman in the black robe turned around and threw off the thorns on the sword, trying to make the scene less bloody. Beads of blood flung out an arc-shaped red line on the fairly clean carpet.

"I always feel that we have a lot of hatred in the dark."

The white-haired girl looked at the team leader who was kneeling on the ground in front of her, and then shook her head: "How should I put it...Why do I feel that many people are cursing that inappropriate sentence in their hearts-but you can go with peace of mind."

She retracted the sword back into its sheath, and slapped the opponent's helmet with a palm. The metal inner helmet was like an inferior product made of cardboard. It was sunken in a large area, and even the cervical vertebra supporting the helmet was shattered. the sound of.

Looking at the enemy lying on the ground, the white-haired girl let out a long breath, and was about to withdraw from the state of explosive domineering body, and unfolded her spirit vision to observe the battle situation again.

At this time, a guy with a completely different style of metal exoskeleton rushed out of the stairwell,

The metal exoskeleton worn by this guy is even bigger and more comprehensively covered. At first glance, it looks like the defensive armor of the Ninth Bureau, but it can be seen that the opponent's back is supported by a whole metal frame. Let his whole height rise to close to [-] meters, and he looks like a real metal monster.

Is this an elite monster? !

The man's helmet seemed to have been smashed by someone to shatter the glass mask, revealing half of his face inside - a hideous suture scar crossed the entire face from the front of his forehead, which made his appearance look strange. It's as treacherous as if it was divided.