God knows how powerful Bai's 'weird' ghost hands are. Anyway, when the spinning turtle was thrown by it, the giant beast immediately kept spinning like a coin. When the spinning turtle was dizzy, it fell to the ground.
Even so, the spin turtle still slid across the ground under the influence of inertia, crushing a tree before stopping.
The giant beast shook its head and couldn't get up for a while, but at this moment, a roar sounded over the woods.
Then a ballistic missile fell from the sky.
The spin turtle finally regained consciousness at the last moment, and suddenly, its head retracted into the turtle shell.
Immediately after the missile exploded, with a loud bang, an orange fireball expanded and rose, spreading out circles of shock waves, blowing the surrounding trees down like wheat.
The missile comes from the Hyperion heavy mortar on the White Dragon.
After a successful blow, Luo Yan controlled the mecha and raised its shield forward.
A burst of green smoke suddenly shot out from the flames.
Spin turtle! Miasma!
Just as the 'White Dragon' was about to be sprayed, an invisible barrier suddenly appeared in front of the mecha.
Luo Yan looked back and saw that Kang Shun's mecha 'Judge' was changing its seal gestures.
After raising the 'empty wall', Kangshun formed another kind of mudra, and suddenly chains of Yuanli appeared in the air, wrapping around the turtle's head and limbs, fixing them.
At the same time, Dugu Changxin's mecha 'Feidian' holds the silver gun 'Rgentian'.
Quickly rush towards the Spin Turtle.
'Flying Lightning' still has the shape of an ancient warrior, but there are some changes, the most obvious being the gold-swallowing beast arm armor on both arms.
Obviously, this mecha has been upgraded.
In an instant, 'Flying Lightning' rushed to the side of the Spin Turtle.
The silver gun 'Gentian' swings vigorously, pressing out an arc. The head of the gun breaks through the stream like a dragon, making a clanging sound that lasts for a long time.
The entire spear turned into a blur of light and shadow, and hit the Spin Turtle's head. The giant beast's head looked like a watermelon that had been smashed with a stick.
It shattered with a bang, and the flesh and blood rushed into the air along with the force of the gun. Guided by the invisible energy, a dragon head was vaguely outlined.
Combat skill: Dragon raises its head!
After killing the giant beast with one shot, the light of the engines and energy nodes on 'Feidian' began to dim.
The mecha turned around, returned with the gun in hand, and passed by the 'White Dragon'.
Luo Yan smiled in the cab.
There was no response to Dugu Changxin's subtle provocation.
As the mid-empty Yanfu space disappeared and no new behemoths were released, the dungeon passed through another crisis.
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Blues bar.
"One more drink!" Yan Wenbo shouted loudly and patted the female bartender's buttocks, causing Kang Shun to cough repeatedly.
"What are you doing? Shouldn't you relax and celebrate after winning a battle?"
"Do you think so, Ronaldinho?"
Luo Yan sat aside, with juice in front of his and Bai's eyes.
He doesn't drink, and Bai doesn't like beer.
Luo Yan looked at Yan Wenbo's darkened eyes, worried that the captain would send him away while drinking.
Yan Wenbo glanced back at Luo Yan: "Don't worry, don't look at me like this, I'm in good health."
"On the outside, I look weaker than you young people, but in fact, I am stronger than you."
"If you don't believe me, ask my women. They have to cry every night and beg me to let them go."
"Right, A Hong."
He looked at the female bartender.
A Hong spat: "Fart, every time he pesters me for a long time, it only lasts for one minute. If I hadn't begged him to get it done quickly, he would probably have pestered me all night."
"Hahaha."
The nearby mecha masters laughed wildly.
Yan Wenbo's pale face turned red, but he still said stubbornly: "But you still begged me, didn't you?"
"This doesn't count as a slap in the face! It doesn't count!"
The mecha masters booed for a while.
Luo Yan's indifferent face also had a smile.
He looked around again.
Suddenly his eyes lit up.
Some ideas came to mind.
A few nights later.
Luo Yan wore a cloak, carried the 'Huanlong' on his back, tightened his hood to cover half of his face, and walked in this night market full of dust and stains.
It's not far from Zeng Shan's home. On the narrow and rough streets, people walk with their heads down, hurriedly passing through the thick smoke from the hot pot restaurants and barbecue stalls.
In the cold and dark alleys, red skirts and white legs can be seen from time to time, and soft and charming voices can be heard.
When Luo Yan stopped, he was standing in front of a shabby shop located in a small alley, but not too deep into the alley, only three or four meters away.
This is a video store, with dim lighting, a collection of dusty stereos, and various records placed haphazardly on the shelves.
Xu Xiaofeng's song was playing on an old-fashioned record player of my grandfather's generation. Amidst the singing that was more than half a century away, an old man was drowsy behind the counter.
Outside the shop, there is a piece of paper with the four characters "Wangpu Transfer" written on it.
Then footsteps sounded.
Luo Yan looked back.
Wen Zou, Wei Junyi and several members of Team 7 appeared one after another in the dim lights in front of the video store.
"team leader."
Wen Zou said with a smile: "This is the small shop I told you about. You can see if it meets the requirements."
A few days ago, Luo Yan was inspired to start a bar business to hide his identity and manage the Xuanming 7 team.
So after Wen Zou and others arrived in Guangling one after another, they were asked to go to such a no-care zone to find a suitable store.
Luo Yan nodded and walked in.
Wen Zou followed, and the others, led by Wei Junyi, dispersed into the surrounding darkness.
Walking into the store, Luo Yan found that the video store was much larger than he imagined.
It has a wide depth and is suitable for opening a small bar after renovation.
And it's located in an alley, so it won't be too ostentatious.
So he nodded.
Indicated that Wen Zou could go and negotiate the price with the shop owner.
Wen Zou understood, walked to the counter, clenched his fists and coughed a few times.
The old man behind the counter opened his eyes blankly and said intermittently: "What do you... want to order..."
Wen Zou smiled: "Old man, do you want to transfer this store?"
The old man was deaf, stretched out his ears, and said loudly: "What did you say?"
Wen Zou had no choice but to shout: "I said, do you want to transfer this store?"
As soon as he finished speaking, someone shouted outside the door: "What are you going to do?"
"We, Black Finger, want this store. You two, get out of here."
"disappear as far as you can!"
Luo Yan turned around and glanced lightly.
Seven or eight men came in from outside the door, and everyone's hands and middle fingers were dyed black.
Third, no matter the zone.
Dragons and snakes are mixed together, there are three religions and nine streams, and there are many gangs.
Luo Yan had expected this early in the morning.
It's not surprising to see this so-called 'black finger'.
He turned around, picked up a record and read it.
Among the men, the leader narrowed his eyes and reached out to grab Luo Yan's shoulder.
"Brother, this is a bit unethical."
"Didn't your mother teach you to look at others when they are talking?"
When he finished speaking, a piece of vermilion floated in front of his eyes.
Then an arm fell to the ground.
Wen Zou didn't know when he came to the side. He put his hands in his wide sleeves and held a blood-stained short knife in his back.
The fake Taoist priest said with a smile on his face: "I'm sorry, my husband doesn't like to have contact with strangers."
"If you have anything to say, tell me."
ps: The fever has gone down today, I am in good spirits, and I don’t have a cough or sore throat. I just have muscle soreness in my back and am a bit weak. Fortunately, I don’t have to put much effort into typing the keyboard.
This thing is really contagious. One person in my family fell down every day. Fortunately, the fever went away after just one day of lying down, and he basically recovered.
Everyone should be careful. Don’t exercise or anything else after you recover. Rest and recuperate more.
