cross the madman's wish

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's so cruel, it hurts to look at it." Zhou Qitian was performing, and at the same time activated his mouth cannon function, making the chameleon hiding in the dark tremble.

Tang Yancheng didn't relax at all, and nodded with his chin to the little girl who was standing next to the oil lamp and trying to shrink her sense of existence: "It's not that simple, just look at her."

Seeing this, Zhou Qitian asked the little girl with great interest, "Why didn't you hide in the corridor with them?"

Hearing the conversation suddenly coming towards her, the little girl's body shook involuntarily, and she replied in a low voice: "He, he won't hurt me, he and I are both products of being separated by that person, and we won't kill each other. "

Tang Yancheng nodded: "So that's the case."

Zhou Qitian added another sentence from the side: "Little sister, what are you afraid of? You didn't see you trembling so much when you faced us before."

But the little girl just bit her lower lip and shook her head.

"Be careful!" A deep warning sound came. Zhou Qitian felt the danger approaching, but felt his waist tighten, and the next second he was close to another person's chest, and the roar sounded from behind!

After a burst of breathing, Zhou Qitian retreated from Tang Yancheng, feeling inferior to his height for the first time, a normal male height of 175cm was half a head shorter in front of Tang Yancheng, and his forehead just touched Tang Yancheng Cheng's chin instantly made him feel full of frustration.

Turning his head dejectedly, he saw that this time it hit the oil lamp next to him, the flames scattered all over the place, and the chameleon looked at them with vicious eyes not far away, Zhou Qitian didn't know if it was his illusion, the monster in front of him seemed to be bigger than before. Big circle.

Although doubts flashed in his mind, he started to attack again, and started throwing the knife after throwing the dagger.

Tang Yancheng didn't rest, he had already changed the fragmentation bomb in his hand, pulled out the plug and threw it at the chameleon.

With a "touch", the chameleon was blown up and screamed.

But Zhou Qitian noticed that the worried look on the little girl's face was getting heavier and heavier, but her worry didn't seem to be for the monster, but for him and Tang Yancheng?

Throwing away this strange idea, Tang Yancheng seemed to have noticed something was wrong, frowned and observed for a while: "Has it gained weight?" Then he shook his head again: "It seems not."

Seeing Zhou Qitian staring at him and waiting for the next article, he stuffed something into Zhou Qitian's hand: "If you see something wrong in a while, you can throw it out."

Zhou Qitian looked down and saw that it was an (incendiary) bomb. He didn't understand what it meant. Just as he was about to ask, Tang Yancheng pulled out two (Nepal. Er) army knives from somewhere. This is the second time Zhou Qitian saw him use a knife. The first time was when he snatched his own knife and put it on his neck...

At this time, he saw that he held the two knives in his hands and twirled around, playing a trick, pretending that his wrists were flexible, and then quickly approached the monster, and attacked it neatly.

But the monster is not a vegetarian either. While popping out the long tongue, balls of black objects shot out from its body. After Tang Yancheng dodged the long tongue, he swung a cross and smashed several black balls to the ground.

The black clusters split into two halves, wriggling on the ground, and within a few seconds, they turned back to their original intact appearance, and there were even more of them, while the ground in contact with them "sizzled" The white smoke was obviously corrosive, and these black groups spontaneously surrounded Tang Yancheng.

At the same time when his attention was distracted by the black group, the chameleon hit him with a flick of his tongue. Fortunately, he has been exercising all year round, and his body has already developed a super-response ability. He kicked the wall and kicked his tongue away .

However, while falling back, he accidentally touched the black mass on the ground.

Tang Yancheng groaned, kicked the black group away, and returned to Zhou Qitian's side.

"How is it?" Zhou Qitian supported him, and he keenly noticed that Tang Yancheng's face turned pale.

Tang Yancheng leaned against him and frowned tightly: "It's not that it has gained weight, but a layer of black parasites lying on his wound, sucking his blood, the ones that fell on the ground."

Hearing what he said, Zhou Qitian also felt his scalp tingling, so Tang Yancheng just came into contact with the black group and wondered if there was any problem.

Tang Yancheng took off the military boots on his feet, only to see that there was a sticky layer of mucus on them, and the soles of the shoes were corroded by the mucus, and his feet were already covered with blood. Fortunately, he ran in time, otherwise the whole The legs will be destroyed.

"This stuff is more corrosive than sulfuric acid. Be careful..." Frowning, Tang Yancheng twisted the bottle of mineral water and poured it on the wound. During this period, there was no expression of pain, and Zhou Qitian had to give it to him from the bottom of his heart. He added the impression of an iron-blooded man.

While they were doing these things, those monsters had gradually gathered around, the chameleon grinned grinningly, and said: "Haha, ignorant humans, today is your day of death, these parasites are the symbionts on my body, I The worse the injury, the stronger they are, come on! Come kill me!"

The situation at this time is very bad, a chameleon is already difficult to deal with, and now they have to face two kinds of monsters.

"This look that deserves a beating really makes people want to teach him to be a man, I throw it away!" Zhou Qitian threw out a sentence very sadly.

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