Doomsday game milk tea cart

Not far from the safe zone, a group of five people hid behind a big rock.

The middle-aged man in the central position looks gloomy, and two young men who look like younger brothers stand behind him like Dharma protectors.

One of the guards on the left and right kicked a slime away, watched it explode into a ball of material, picked it up uninterestedly, and cursed and sweared.

The other man looked worriedly at the man who was clearly in the dominant position in the center, and asked him hesitantly, "Brother Zhang, are they really coming?"

Brother Zhang snorted freely when he heard the words, and put on a show in front of his younger brother: "Of course."

The younger brother lowered his voice and asked: "Brother Zhang, if they come here and know that they have been deceived by us, will they..."

"What will happen?" Brother Zhang sneered, "Yi Luo is an official, so it is impossible for him to do anything to us."

"Even if there is really something..."

He turned his gaze around and landed on the two people on the opposite side - standing in front of them was a cowering man who looked about forty or fifty, pulling a young man with his head bowed and huddled together.

The older man nodded and bowed with a cowardly face, but he was in the posture of a protector. The young man behind him looked ordinary, and he didn't have any memories at first glance—it was the young man who had been watching Yi Luo in the trading center. .

Brother Zhang laughed, "Let's say it was this little fool who was frightened by this little transparent jelly and called He Wuning."

"Anyway, he put the number there by himself."

The young man with his head down didn't say anything about Zhang Ge's action of putting the pot on his head in person, and curled up in a ball looking at the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Old Qi." Brother Zhang stuffed a cigarette into his mouth, and he didn't want to light it. He just smashed it and took two bites to enjoy the taste. "Get out of the way and let him say a few more words."

The man called "Old Qi" took a step forward, hesitated and did not back away. He whispered, "Brother Zhang, you know, this kid has been like this since he was a child, and it's useless to persuade him when he's not talking..."

"Where is there so much nonsense, if you ask the fuck, just ask!" The younger brother who kicked the slime gave him a sharp look, "Our brother Zhang is used to this little fool, give him food and drink, if it weren't for Zhang Brother, you two trash, died outside long ago!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Old Qi nodded repeatedly, "I know, I know all of this! But, but this kid has been like this since he was a child, and he can't make a dull fart with three sticks..."

Seeing that the little brother in front of him really raised his fist, Lao Qi immediately shrank his neck without saying anything more. He had no choice but to turn his head to face the huddled young man.

He knelt down, softened his tone, stretched the wrinkles on his face a little artificially, and shouted: "Eldest nephew, elder nephew, look at uncle..."

The young man turned a deaf ear and buried his head even lower. Seeing the impatient expression on Brother Zhang's face, Old Qi's tone became even more anxious, "Nephew! You can say something! Ah!"

He lowered his voice, "It's really impossible to say what I said before!"

The young man finally had some reaction, he glanced at Old Qi timidly, and asked in a low voice, "Say it again?"

"Hey!" Lao Qi was overjoyed when he received the response, and nodded vigorously, "Yes, tell Brother Zhang again."

The young man raised his eyes and looked around, then looked at Brother Zhang. He seemed to stutter slightly, especially when he was nervous. He pointed at Brother Zhang and whispered, "I, I saw him being eaten by a monster. Lost."

Brother Zhang's face darkened, the young man acted as if he hadn't seen him, and continued, "It was Yi Luo who saved, saved him..."

Brother Zhang waved his hand impatiently. He always wanted to say what he said once, so he waved his hand and interrupted him: "Okay, I will say these two sentences over and over again!"

Lao Qi didn't dare to accuse him of changing his face at all, so he could only apologize.

But the youth did not stop.

His eyes, which seemed to be out of focus, stopped strangely, as if he was born with a lack of ability to perceive words and colors. He pointed his finger at Brother Zhang and said, "It's right here."

"He was eaten right here."

The cigarette fell from Brother Zhang's mouth, and he caught it quickly, almost unable to maintain his image as a big boss, and looked around suspiciously, ignoring other things.

The breeze blows across the grass, and the round transparent jelly slimes roll around carelessly, which is barely a pleasant scenery.

Brother Zhang lowered his face, and took a hard bite of the cigarette, showing his yellow teeth that were so smoky that he didn't look good: "You fucking think I was scared?"

He took two steps forward, intending to give that little fool a taste, when a gust of wind suddenly blew on the calm grassland just now.

I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but Brother Zhang always felt that the wind was a bit evil, so he stopped abruptly.

In the next instant, a huge transparent jelly fell from the sky and hit him directly.

"Ah!" Brother Zhang let out a scream, the huge impact force almost squeezed his internal organs into a lump, he kicked his legs indiscriminately trying to crawl out from under the giant slime, and found in despair that he seemed to be being crushed by this giant slime. Huge monster swallow!

"Ahh! Help! Help!"

His legs trembled and he let out a shrill scream. The two younger brothers were already scared to death. The smart one ran away, and the stupid one threw out an empty beer bottle, which was swallowed by the monster out of thin air. The damage caused was negligible. Two seconds later, he immediately turned around and ran after him, seemingly vowing to surpass his companions and rush to the road of survival.

Only the young man who seemed to have a bad mind was still sitting there. He raised his head, like an emotionless broadcasting machine: "...then the next one will be me."

"Big nephew!" Lao Qi yelled. This farmer who has been tending the land all his life, who is still strong enough in his late fifties, unexpectedly pulled him up abruptly and dragged him away in a panic.

The young man was dragged by him, and he didn't resist or cooperate. He just looked at the slime fixedly, as if welcoming a predetermined destiny.

Brother Zhang had been swallowed up to his neck, and the monster wrapped him around, rolling and chasing in Lao Qi's direction.

He desperately found that the clothes on his body seemed to be dissolving, and the first legs that went in had already started to feel tingling, and the blood was falling at a desperate speed.

"Help! Help!"

Before his own head was also swallowed, Brother Zhang desperately uttered the last few calls for help, and then he was swallowed whole into the slime's body, his face gradually showing the pain of suffocation.

His distracted eyes stared blankly at a certain direction, as if he had some kind of near-death hallucination - a dirty milk tea cart ran over a field of slimes and rushed towards the giant monster fearlessly. slime.

At this moment, no general who cuts his sword immediately, no superhero who is summoned, can't compare with this speeding milk tea truck.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by the report that the durability of Q sauce was declining, the giant slime was forcibly knocked into the air. At the same time, the doors of the driver's seat and the co-pilot were kicked open at the same time. The right hand covered with exoskeleton armor stabbed fiercely into the slime's body from the wound, and pulled Brother Zhang out.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Brother Zhang rolled to the ground, ignoring the slime-like lump he coughed up, and fled away from the monster with his hands and feet.

Yi Luo glanced at the middle-aged man who had run away, and looked at his right hand with complicated eyes, revealing a subtle expression as if he touched something dirty.

He said sincerely: "Are you going to take a bath later? Can you wash it again and let me wash your eyes?"

He Wuning sneered: "I can donate the unwanted eyes for you."

The slime reacted from the forced knock-up, and unexpectedly planned to swallow the milk tea cart whole, and the two quickly moved away from the milk tea cart.

"It doesn't need to be so wasteful." Yi Luo raised his hand and shot it, the blood volume of the giant slime finally dropped, and he was still laughing, "I think it can still be used after washing."

Q Sauce followed closely behind He Wuning and announced: "Durability -1, Durability -1..."

It seemed a little too late to broadcast, and shouted, "Wow! It's going to break soon!"

Yi Luo raised his gun ruthlessly: "It's okay, we can repair it."

Q Sauce complained: "I've been driving for so long, don't you guys have no affection for the car? Don't you feel heartbroken seeing it get hurt!"

It screamed, "Ahhhhh my little bunting! My little bunting with the word 'tsk' is going to be melted ahhhhhh!"

"Ah!" Yi Luo became tense in cooperation, "The car can be repaired, but the colorful flags are not necessarily!"

He Wuning: "..."

He just had the urge to feed these two things together to slime.

He glanced at the giant slime and frowned—he knew that 5 new field bosses were added. According to common sense, everyone would think that these 5 bosses are evenly distributed at each level, but this system does not seem to be in accordance with common sense. Come.

Below level 10, tauren and giant slime, that's already two.

and……

No one knows about slimes' weaknesses.

This kind of little monster can kill one with one kick, and no one would bother to study its weaknesses. Now it is a bit tricky to meet such a big one.

He Wuning glanced at its blood bar, and suddenly frowned: "Hey, is it recovering blood?"

Although it was very faint, he seemed to see its blood bar jumping up.

For some reason, He Wuning felt an ominous premonition for no reason.

——It is very unlucky that his ominous premonitions always come true.

"First of all, can't you call my name?" Yi Luo answered his question while retreating and trying to keep a safe distance to attack, "Secondly, it is indeed recovering blood."

"According to the syllogism, do you still have a 'last'?" He Wuning flashed a knife to the giant slime, and the expression on his face did not relax - this monster couldn't even tell where the head was and the butt was. It doesn't look like there is any weakness.

"Finally." The expression on Yi Luo's face became serious, "Other slimes on the grassland are approaching."

He Wuning turned his head abruptly, and the little monsters who are usually harmless to humans and animals gathered together like a pilgrimage, with the giant slime as the center.

The author has something to say:

Giant Slime: Please do not flirt when fighting monsters, thank you for your cooperation.

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