reincarnation gl

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"You underestimate her too much." Yun'er sneered and gave Chu Yang a reassurance, "She is much stronger than you imagined, but if you are too aggressive, someone will attack her, and it will be a bit troublesome to clean up." That's all."

"Oh, let me tell you sooner." After hanging up the phone and not wanting to listen to this person's words, he wheezed his appetite and drilled upside down along the haunted house monster's teeth.

There is a really scary fake torso hanging inside the monster. In addition to deliberately creating a terrifying atmosphere, there is also the sound of tick-tock running water, and bright red blood flows down the inner wall, which is even more creepy under the dim light.

"Building the base in such a weird place, what do the people above think, I panicked." Folding his arms and pressing the bristling hair, the little soldier rolled his eyes around.

"Don't beep, the more you talk, the more flustered I become."

"It's not all fake!" A female voice suddenly appeared behind the two soldiers, and they were so scared that they lost control of their bladder and bowels. They staggered and fell to the ground, pointing their trembling bodies at Chu Yang with their index fingers, "You, are you a man? Ghost."

"Don't, don't play tricks. Report your name!"

Clenching his fists and coughing, coughing and coughing, Chu Yang turned his back to the dim yellow light, contoured his face and smiled very kindly, "I am your uncle."

"I...uh."

Without giving them a chance to talk nonsense, Chu Yang waved his fist and knocked them down one by one.

"Tsk, it's a good thing I didn't have a nosebleed on my fist, otherwise I'll hang you on the roof of the ghost." Swinging his fist, he kicked the door open with what he thought was a cool move.

thump.

The heavy echo shook Chu Yang's legs numb, and he almost tripped him.

"Wow, what kind of material, and a door I can't kick open." The muttering aroused Chu Yang's fighting spirit, and this man was very ambitious to get serious with a door, "If you don't break it open, you will insult my reputation ah."

However, there is no reputation.

Chu Yang raised his eyebrow stick and gave a pause, "Even though the material of the eyebrow stick is special, it can't withstand your explosive force. Cherish your skills and don't just use brute force." Thinking of Yu Ziyou's words, he put it down in frustration hand.

"Isn't it just a door, I can smash you without tools." Putting the long stick behind him, Chu Yang clenched his fists and gestured twice, followed by a menacing roar, "Ah—"

"ah--"

The scream that was more tragic than Chu Yang's scream made Chu Yang withdraw his hand. It didn't feel like hitting the door at all, but there was some wet liquid on the fist.

The person under the fist was completely unrecognizable, his nose and eyes were sunken in the flesh. The sound before death was his last words. As soon as he opened the door, he saw that his companion was beaten to death with a fist. , "Big big big big, hero, spare your life."

"Call me Boss Mang." Chu Yang spit out the name that he didn't know how to come up with, tilted his head, thought that this name was not bad, and didn't correct it.

"Mourning, Boss, please spare me."

"Okay, take me in and find someone."

"Okay, okay, find someone, I will do my best to help you find him."

As soon as he stepped into the door that was broken first, Chu Yang felt uncomfortable. There were countless eyes staring at him and he couldn't hide, "Camera." She curled her lips, "Bai Chang."

"Bai Chang, oh oh, that's the legendary son-in-law, he was taken to the altar."

"It's the altar again." Rubbing his chin, he felt movement a hundred meters away, about [-] people, ranging from minor to minor, and it seemed that a squad of living dead came to trouble him.

"Lead the way, you won't die, don't worry." Encouraging the soldier brother with what he thought was the gentlest smile, Chu Yang helped him up very considerately, and wiped the blood from his fists or saliva and brains on the little brother while Mo Shu reminded kindly, "It's hard to say whether you will lose an arm or a leg."

"Left, go left." Stammeringly pointing to the road, the soldier's legs were weak and trembling, every step was thrilling, and the rhythm of the upper and lower teeth made Chu Yang very satisfied, "I will take you flying, don't be scared died."

It is impossible to fly, Chu Yang is also an individual, but he is a little bit stronger than ordinary people, and he can't fly. He uses his strength to step on the stone slab and drags the shoulders of the little soldier to rush forward. Stop to let the little soldier know the way.

Running in with such great fanfare to save people and being monitored outside, how could it not have attracted the attention of the higher-ups? In order to prevent these people from transferring or torturing Bai Chang, Chu Yang's speed can be said to be flying, and the monitoring slowed down. Several times to capture her figure.

Ordinary people are not as thick-skinned as Chu Yang, the running cold wind turned into a sharp sword piercing the soldier's face stiff and paralyzed.

"What's next?" Chu Yang shook his arm like a little chicken and asked the person who had been staring blankly for a while and didn't speak for a while, only to see this person raised his hand and pointed in a direction.

Realizing that this person is half useless, he twitched the corners of his mouth helplessly. The physique of this Huangling is too bad, so he just cools down by himself, "Hey, let me explain in advance, I didn't kill this one." He compared it to the monitor as a gesture of surrender, and Chu Yang glanced around and found nothing unusual, or it was too quiet here, and even the squad that arrested her was silent.

Heaving a sigh of relief knowing what kind of trap he jumped into, he walked in the direction the soldier pointed without caring.

You must know that in the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy and tricks are futile.

Strategies are the means used when there is a disparity in power or evenly matched forces. Having the power to crush everything is worse than trying to solve a lot of troubles by stomping your feet instead of thinking about strategies.

This is the reason why Chu Yang is unwilling to use his brain most of the time, why is it so troublesome to solve things that can be solved with a slap.

Picking up the phone, it showed that the time was 05:30 in the morning, and dialed a number that was recited backwards, and there was a beeping waiting sound from the phone.

"Hey?"

Chu Yang had never heard Yu Ziyou's cold voice before. That person always treated him with a gentle and considerate appearance, even if he was angry, he would not be so emotional.

In this completely silent environment, it was the tranquility before another battle, and Chu Yang missed someone very much.

"Chu Yang." Obviously just two simple words, obviously Chu Yang didn't say anything, just put the phone close to his ear and breathed lightly, this person can guess who can call him so affectionately.

"Are you in trouble?" Chu Yang almost cried at this question.

Yu Ziyou, why are you always so gentle, even though I ran away when you were sick and weak, I was still the same.

A sense of guilt welled up, and with deep thoughts, Chu Yang blushed and choked out, "I miss you so much."

"Yeah." There seemed to be a bit of a sigh in the soft reply, the voice was like teasing Chu Yang's heart with a feather, itching to miss her so much at that moment, arousing Chu Yang's desire to return to her.

"Miss me?" Raised his eyelids, originally this call was just to hear Yu Ziyou's voice, but he was reluctant to hang up as soon as it was connected. Seeing a row of undead squads appearing in front of him, the corner of Chu Yang's mouth twitched. sweet smile.

"I don't want to, you ran away secretly behind my back, why do you want to miss a bad guy?"

Suddenly receiving a coquettish tone, his forehead became hot, and even the action of killing the dead slowed down by half a beat, and was no longer as fast as the wind.

Holding a stick with one hand, he slapped the head of a living dead, and the brains and blood splashed everywhere. This did not hinder Chu Yang's sweetness in his heart, and he smiled even more happily.

"Yes, it's all my fault." Then his tone softened, Chu Yang's eyes were filled with tenderness, and he killed a team without any killing intent.

"When will you be back?"

Stepping on someone's intestines, he twisted Xiaoman's waist very coyly, "I'll be back when I finish my work, soon!"