Chapter 1139: Use the other person's way to return the favor
The man in Tang suit never expected that his invincible black beetle would actually become someone else's food. He was not even sure whether the black beetle was considered a food. A living creature in the true sense is, after all, a product of the door.
But this guy in front of me... actually ate them alive.
“Don’t stand there stupidly, think of a solution quickly!” the strong man in sportswear urged urgently.
As the light extinguished little by little, darkness came in like a tide. The two lost their opponent's vision again. They could only see the very short distance in front of them clearly.
1 meter, or 2 meters... In short, this distance is of little significance to them, because it is too close, so close that the opponent only needs to attack, and by the time they see the figure, it will be too late.
With the complete loss of contact with the black beetle, the man in Tang suit finally realized the gap between himself and the guy nearby. Under the overwhelming strength, all struggles were in vain.
This guy may not be human anymore.
But he will never wait for death. He wants to escape. Escape from here, as fast as possible, as far away as possible. He will never come back again. He will be the deputy minister and the night watchman. No, it's important to save your life.
But if he runs away rashly, he will definitely not be able to escape. He needs someone to stay and help him delay time.
"I've found his weakness, and my beetle has a way to restrain him!" The man in Tang suit said in a hoarse voice, which sounded like that.
Hearing the words of the man in Tang suit, the man in sportswear who was originally in despair seemed to have grasped the last straw. He didn't have time to think about it and immediately launched an attack in the direction of the enemy he thought.
He never dared to rush over, so he just threw everything around him. Continuous explosions sounded in the darkness, and the muffled sounds were like a death knell.
The man in Tang suit evacuated silently. He clearly remembered that there was a door not far to his right. After opening the door, walk about 10 meters and you will find the stairs leading to the first floor.
As long as he moves lightly and under the cover of the man in sportswear, he has a high probability of successfully escaping.
Closer, closer... Neither the enemy nor the man in sportswear who stayed behind to stall for time noticed his quiet departure. Everything was going in the direction he expected.
As a disciple, he does not believe in gods and Buddhas, but after this time, he must go to temples and Taoist temples to worship for peace of mind.
Finally, he vaguely saw the door, the door that represented the hope of life, just 3 or 4 meters in front of him!
Suddenly, his eyes were attracted by a vague outline. It looked like a large clothes hanger, standing next to the door, with clothes hanging on it.
But the man in Tang suit's eyes became strange, because he remembered that the place next to the door... did not have any hangers, it was empty.
The next second, the clothes hanger shook for no reason, and the man in Tang suit's already sinking heart was severely tugged.
That was not a clothes hanger at all, but a person with disheveled hair standing there in a weird posture!
......
"How are you, are you okay?" The man in sportswear couldn't help but ask, big beads of sweat dripping down his forehead, and the area across his cheek felt a little itchy. , but at this moment he couldn't care less.
“What are you dawdling about?”
"Huh?"
"Song Qingshu?"
No matter how he asked, there was no sound from where Song Qingshu was. The man in sportswear was not a fool, and he immediately realized that he had been tricked.
Song Qingshu played the golden cicada to escape from its shell. Song Qingshu was the cicada, and he was the abandoned body.
"Idiot!" The man in sportswear couldn't help but curse. To a certain extent, he could see more clearly than Song Qingshu, that bastard who only knew how to squat and be mean.
In the current situation, it is possible for the two of them to survive together, but once they are separated, they will definitely die!
But the situation was already like this, and he was powerless to change it, so... The man in sportswear raised his head, with a fierce look in his eyes. He had no choice but to fight once.
Under the huge pressure, he calmed down. He held his breath and concentrated. After noticing a little sign of air flow on the right side, he immediately used all his strength to hold a large porcelain bottle that was almost as high as a person horizontally. Lift it up, then throw it sharply to the right.
The force this time was surprisingly strong. The porcelain bottle was as powerful as the wind. The force of this blow was enough to smash a wall.
The plan of the man in sportswear is very concise. As long as he hits it, it will detonate the hidden power hidden in the opponent's body, and he does not want to pursue victory. He has a clear understanding of the gap between the two. know.
Even if the opponent is injured, it is not something he can deal with.
All he wants is an opportunity. When his opponent is troubled by the sudden burst of dark energy, he will immediately break through the floor-to-ceiling windows to escape. As long as he gets 20 seconds... no, 15 seconds is enough. Be sure to escape.
There is a forest not far from the window. As long as he escapes in, no one can find him again.
But just when he was waiting for the porcelain bottle to burst and then started to act, an accident happened.
He did not hear any sound. The porcelain bottle that was thrown into the darkness was like a mud cow being thrown into the sea, and there was no news from it again.
It shouldn't be. Even if it didn't hit anyone, it should have hit a wall or something else. How could it be...how could there be no sound at all?
But the next second, a burst of wind sounded. The man in sportswear had no time to react. He swung out a punch and blasted the incoming thing in the air. The flying fragments cut his skin and face, and his whole body There was blood all over and down.
Yes, the thing flying over is the porcelain bottle that disappeared before!
The skin injury was not bad, but the terrible thing was the dark power contained in the porcelain bottle. The man in sportswear staggered a few steps, and finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and even the bones were exposed at the peak of his fist.
Take the other person's way and give it back to him.
He didn't understand at all how his porcelain bottle was caught by his opponent and thrown back intact. Why...why didn't the dark energy inside explode and hurt his opponent at the moment of contact?
But before we had time to think about it, the real crisis finally came.
A figure rushed over in an incomprehensible and strange posture. By the time the man in sportswear noticed, his opponent was already close to him.
There was no time to think. With the determination to defeat the enemy, he punched out with both fists. This was his famous stunt. The dark energy contained in the fists exploded the moment it came into contact with the opponent's body.
An Jin destroyed the opponent's body without reservation. The bones were shattered, the muscles were torn, and the skin exploded. A human figure was separated from the lower part of the chest, and the internal organs and intestines were leaked. land.
"It's done!" The man in sportswear was overjoyed.
But when he saw the "opponent" in front of him clearly, he was completely stunned. Song Qingshu stood with his lower body standing, and his upper body fell to the ground, twitching violently, and blood foam kept pouring out of his mouth. (End of this chapter)