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Chapter 3 Battle

Beside the commercial building, pedestrians were coming and going, and office workers were hurriedly walking past Xia Long one after another.

Xia Long looked at Wu Mei's back and disappeared into the building with regret. In the end, he still did not answer Wu Mei's question.

He has been avoiding it all these years, but he is becoming increasingly unable to avoid it.

But, knowing nothing is a good thing for the stage design...

Leaning back on the seat, Xia Long closed his eyes slightly and drove onto the road. The memories of the dance and the baby years ago came to his mind.

"Take care, take good care of the stage, let her live like an ordinary person and live well..."

"dragon……"

Xia Long looked straight ahead, shuttled quietly between the traffic, and it took him a while to gather his thoughts.

After decades, I finally couldn't destroy my current life like an ordinary person, just be calm.

The sky gradually became darker and the lights were on. When Xia Long came to his senses, he subconsciously turned around the special camera set.

Leaving the crowded and bustling streets, the surrounding area seemed a bit deserted and quiet.

At this time, most of them had already gotten off work, and there were only a few lights on the set, but the lights on the road were illuminated.

Xia Long slowed down the car and headed to the set after he was about to drive. A black shadow suddenly fell in front of the car, and a muffled sound came as if he bumped into something.

"squeak!"

Xia Long woke up completely, stopped the car and ran to the front. He saw a middle-aged man lying on the ground in front of the car. He could see eye-catching blood marks under the light, and a gravure mark was even knocked out of the front of his car.

"Hey, are you okay?"

He hurriedly ran to the middle-aged man, checked his pulse with his fingers, and a trace of sweat flowed from the corner of Xia Long's eyes.

Already dead...

With a tight heart, Xia Long looked up at the top, and the surroundings were empty, not even a slightly higher place, but the man did fall from above just now.

"Bang! Bang bang!"

After releasing the corpse, Xia Long slowly stood up, his heart suddenly pulsed hard, and a faint sense of crisis followed, even though his body, which had not fought for many years, began to emit heat.

This is……

Xia Long retreated step by step, and a cold air suddenly rose from behind. His pupils dilated slightly and quickly turned over and rolled sideways, almost avoiding a tentacle shot out of the darkness.

"Uh!"

In a panic, Xia Long avoided the attack of death. He looked along and saw that the entire car was penetrated by terrifying tentacles. As the body of the car was violently shocked, it was also lifted off the ground.

Xia Long supported his hot body with lingering fear, suddenly turned around and looked at the darkness connected by the tentacles. Under the faint light, a figure slowly walked towards this side.

"Who?!"

“Calio…”

Accompanied by a strange chewing sound, the figure of the man was completely revealed in front of Xia Long. He turned out to be a policeman, but at this moment, a long bloody tentacle stretched out from the other party's head. You can tell that it is not a human at first glance.

Not the existence of this world...

The moment Xia Long heard the other party call him, he realized that he had no time to think about it. Another sense of fatal crisis came. As the police tentacles waved, the car was raised high and smashed down violently.

"Uh!" Resisting the discomfort of his body, Xia Long continued to jump to avoid the impact, but before he could stand firm, his tentacles turned into a whip and came towards him, barely being grabbed in his hand.

"Bang!" Under the impact of the huge force, Xia Long's body was pushed back by tentacles and crashed straight into the exterior wall of the set.

A strong force came from the tentacles and kept pressing towards Xia Long, unable to push it away. Xia Long looked at the explosive and burning car on the other side with a spring of sweat, and the veins on his arms and neck burst out.

It's the first time that I have encountered such a fatal crisis in so many years, and the enemy is not something that ordinary people can deal with.

However, the tentacles seemed to be afraid of fire. The top was trying hard to get rid of the wreckage and wanted to turn around and attack him who was unable to move...

夏龙身形紧绷,眼看着触手就要甩掉轿车残骸,咬紧牙关不再硬抗触手,臂腕支撑间猛地一缩身险险让开触手撞击.

"Drink!"

"Bang!" The tentacles crashed into the outer wall deeply, bringing up a continuous fog of dust, but the top of the other side also broke away from the sea of ​​fire at the same time and rolled back towards Xia Long.

没有丝毫反应余地,夏龙完全凭借久违的本能一把死死抓住触手顶端,勉强只是被缠住身体而不是直接洞穿.

只是一个普通的外星生命体,竟然把他逼到这种地步……

"How can I lose to you!"

“呃啊!”夏龙用力拽紧触手,不顾一切地撞在墙壁上,火光映照的面庞上红成一片宛如猛兽般,几乎爆出了人类的极限力量.

"drink--!"

低吼着连连撞在墙壁上,伴随着外墙的崩塌,即使是强劲的触手也不由得开始松动无力.

“卡利欧!”“警察”狰狞看着爆的夏龙,双目亮起红光,不等夏龙继续冲撞直接将触手提起,不过悬空后,夏龙反而更加用力地靠着肘部继续撞击.

"Drink!"

Although Xia Long's strength was still insufficient, the tentacles wrapped around his body became looser and looser after repeated counterattacks. Finally, he gave up the attack and quickly retreated.

Bang!

失去触手束缚,夏龙踉跄跌落在地,急剧喘息地爬起身面向前方的“警察”.

一切力量封印的他仅仅只是一个普通的人类大叔,如果不是一直以来的皮套演员生涯,几乎没有半点转圜的机会.

但是这样急剧的运动下来,体力消耗很大,也快到极限了……

夏龙弓着身体,一边喘气一边观察怪物般的“警察”.

这次对方似乎放弃了触手攻击,主动朝夏龙这边一步步走过来.冷血毫无生气的面孔清晰映入夏龙眼中.

夏龙本来感受到“警察”身上的强烈威胁感,随着对方的逼近退后几步,但身后就是熊熊燃烧的轿车,退无可退.

稍稍缓过劲,夏龙紧绷着精神率先起攻击,握拳大吼着冲向“警察”.

"Drink!"

一边留意着随时可能出现的触手,夏龙手臂肌肉鼓起,借着脚下冲刺的力道节节传递到拳头上.

"Bang bang bang!" As he shouted, Xia Long hit the neck of the "police" jaw and neck one after another. The heavy force directly made the other party's neck bend backward to a strange angle.

只是尽管这样,夏龙依然没有放松下来,眼睑跳动间急忙收起生疼的拳头退开脚步,凝重看向“警察”.

即使脖子完全不成人样,“警察”依旧没有停止前进,触手挥舞间脖子又一点点地回复过来,身上的危险气息愈强大.

This guy, the normal attack is invalid...

"Huh!" Xia Long's pupils dilated, and his raised fist did not attack anymore. His body slowly retreated with the monster's steps, and he looked at the faintly hot seal of his left wrist with a struggling look.

Under the blurred vision of sweat, the unique wing mark of the evolution instrument deeply penetrated into Xia Long's eyes, and flashed in front of Xia Long's eyes with the ever-present ordinary life scene.

“Stage style…”

Xia Long held his fist tightly as if panting. Before he could he hesitate, a motorcycle suddenly rushed out of the other side of the street.
Chapter completed!
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