Ten Days End

Seeing that the battle between the black sheep and the longhorn beetle had entered a white-hot stage, Yan Zhichun retracted his anxious gaze and looked at the "ant" in front of him.

When he saw that he had written the four words "killing longhorn beetles", the "ant" grabbed his hand and began to reply, but he wrote slowly and abstractly. Yan Zhichun did not dare to do two things at the same time and could only wait quietly.

Not long after, the "ant" finished writing the words and patted Yan Zhichun's palm. Yan Zhichun also combined the crooked radicals in his mind at this time, and instantly felt that something was wrong.

The four words were written--

"Who is the longhorn beetle?"

"You..." Yan Zhichun was stunned for a moment, feeling that the situation seemed to be weird.

She wanted to explain the situation, but realized that the other party could not hear at all. But if she wanted to express everything now to this "ant" by writing on the palm of her hand... Wouldn't it be too cumbersome?

But why didn't the other party know the existence of the longhorn beetle?

It is said that the longhorn beetle is the manager of all "ants", but the "ants" themselves don't know it?

Is it because the other party has "hidden" that the "ants" don't know the existence of the longhorn beetle at all?

But then again, the "ants" are deaf and blind, so what if the longhorn beetle is not "hidden"?

"Wait..."

Yan Zhichun suddenly widened his eyes at this moment, and several subtle clues gradually connected together at this time.

"Weekend...!" She turned around and shouted in a loud voice, "Weekend! Come to me!"

"Tsk!!!"

A girl in a black leather jacket stood up in the crowd, dozens of meters away from Yan Zhichun.

"I really can't guess you! You bitch are arguing with the "ant" again? !"

"Stop talking nonsense! Come on! "Yan Zhichun shouted.

While jogging on the weekend, Yan Zhichun quickly sorted out his thoughts in his mind.

What is the ultimate goal of their "liberation of ants"?

It is to make these "ants" not look for eyeballs in the "end of the land", but to look for eyeballs on the "train".

In this way, the "ants" will not only take away the scattered "Tao" in the room, but also pounce on the "heavenly level" with eyeballs on their bodies. Thousands of "ants" will become a surprise force, and this battle can be won.

It is precisely because everyone on the "train" understands the seriousness of this matter, so this "door" can only be opened by the most suitable person.

And that person cannot show up.

Tianniu's "hiding" is destined to make her the most suitable person to manage "ants". After all, once she shows up, her eyes will be sensed by "ants", leading to a group attack, so every time she enters the "cargo hold", she must start "hiding" in advance.

This is not because "ants" have rebellious intentions, but because this is the survival rule of "ants".

Tianniu has not spoken all the time, probably because she does not want to deepen the belief of "Jidao", because speaking means that there are people, and someone can lock the target, and "Jidao" will try to launch various "echoes" to attack it.

Now Tianniu is stuck in an awkward position. She can't show up, can't leave, and can't speak. The only way to get out is to kill everyone here.

"Wait... it's still not right..." Yan Zhichun stroked his chin like Bai Yang, and many clues instantly ran through his brain, "Why can't Tianniu leave...? She can leave as long as she wants, but why doesn't she leave?"

Perhaps even Tianniu herself didn't expect that she had never shown up, never said a word, and had been attacking and killing people from beginning to end, but there was a "participant" who almost analyzed everything about her through the four words "Who is Tianniu" written by an "ant".

Yan Zhichun closed his eyes, rubbed his temples after touching his chin, and said to himself: "Yan Zhichun... calm down, Brother Yang said that you are smarter than you think."

At this time, Weekend ran to Yan Zhichun and said breathlessly: "Tsk, what's wrong with you, bitch? You are in such a hurry, I fucking thought you forgot to bring your gun to the battlefield."

"Forgot to bring your gun..." Yan Zhichun suddenly widened his eyes, "I got it... I know..."

She turned her head to look at the place where the black sheep and the longhorn beetle were fighting just now, and a bold idea came to her mind.

She couldn't leave, was it because she was carrying something...?

She was "hiding", so she would make the things around her "hiding" together. If she took that thing, she couldn't leave.

If she put that thing down, the consequences would be disastrous.

So she could only stay, so she could only kill people.

So she would beHit, because she had no way to resist while attacking.

So her lethality was not strong, that thing should be very big.

"There is no "door" for the "ant" to leave here... That means she is most likely carrying a "door." Yan Zhichun kept muttering to himself, "I connected everything..."

"Tsk, what did you connect?"

Yan Zhichun turned around and said to Weekend: "That old man is really capable... There is really a "road to victory" here..."

"Uh..." Weekend paused after listening, "Why don't I understand? Could it be that only a bitch like you can find that road to victory here? If it were someone else, they would get lost."

"Huh? Are you praising me?" Yan Zhichun asked in disbelief.

"Why are you so shameless?" Weekend said, "Tsk, tell me quickly, what do you want me to do."

"Weekend! Communicate with this "ant"! "She said excitedly, "Your "sound transmission" can make the other party hear your voice as long as it touches the other party, right?"

"That's the theory."

"So there's no need for ears." Yan Zhichun said again.

"Tsk, isn't that nonsense?" Weekend frowned and replied, "I can transmit even a few kilometers away, so it has nothing to do with ears, right?"

"That's it." Yan Zhichun nodded, "I need you to tell this "ant" all the current situation. If he can reply, he should give us a tactic that will win us."

"Uh..." Weekend paused, "Where should I start?"

"Start with "Who is the longhorn beetle?"

"Tsk, okay."

Weekend nodded, reached out and touched the "ant", and then silently recited in his heart.

The fear of the "ant" seemed to be stronger than before, and he seemed to have never realized that he could still hear the sound.

After a moment, he began to nod frequently, as if he had heard great news.

Weekend briefly explained that Tianniu was the one who managed all the "ants", and that he, as a member of the "extreme", had gathered here with many teammates, ready to kill Tianniu and liberate the "ants".

After hearing this, the "ants" kept twitching on their faces, and many pieces of information exploded in his mind at the same time like a bundle of life-saving straws, flying to every corner of the sky.