The one who shouted was not Song He, but the two-factor drama fanatic.
What he said is indeed correct.
From now on, the ground has been sprouting arms.
Slender joints and sharp nails.
The pale skin is still stained with the black liquid of the swamp, swaying in the air and growing rapidly.
In just a few seconds, they grew to the height of a person and even continued to grow.
This growth rate reminds me of a word.
Bamboo shoots spring up after the rain.
After the mermaid rain, there are arms formed into bamboo.
So fucking poetic.
"You can see it too? That's it..."
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows, then nodded slowly.
He could probably guess why those mermaids rushed to jump down.
The river water has been polluted by the Yingtou belly corpse god, and rainwater is the medium of Weishan River.
The fusion of the two becomes the most familiar old friend.
Long hands.
It just so happens that the swamp is polluted by the baby-headed corpse god, and the mermaid is the source of rainwater.
Wei Shanhe wanted to form a large number of long hands in a short period of time.
This thing is much more flexible than the mermaid, and it is endless.
The most important thing is…
Longhand can ignore factors and attack everyone.
The drama fanatic is in deep crisis, and Wang Jin has no way out.
What's more, these special long hands come and go without a trace. Once they grab someone, they will drag them into the swamp.
I don’t know how many times more terrifying than the original long-hand version.
As a result, the entire jungle formed a rather terrifying killing situation.
The sky is full of swimming mermaids.
They scrambled to dive, some attacking directly, while others plunged into the swamp.
If you can't tell the intention, you can only kill all the mermaids within the attack range.
As a result, his physical strength was quickly consumed, and he became unable to deal with the giant baby's attacks.
But they chose the place where the babies were most densely packed, and it was almost impossible to avoid the palms that covered the sky and the sun.
Interestingly, most of their primary targets are drama addicts.
However, the drama fanatic is strong enough and has sufficient strength.
As long as you don't encounter the kind covered with fish scales, you can barely cope with it.
Unfortunately, he can only deal with this type of enemy.
In the swamp that can swallow people up at any time, two arms often emerge without warning.
If you don't pay attention, your ankle will be pulled.
In a terrain like a swamp, stopping means sinking and death.
Xi Chi had no intention of continuing to paddle the surfboard, but stood beside Song He with Wang Jin.
The leader was not idle either.
In addition to helping Wang Jin deal with the mermaids, he also amputated many long hands.
These long hands are special and will not disappear after being cut off.
So these things became simple bamboo rafts in Song He's hands.
Although the bamboo rafts formed by the arms are a bit disgusting and may not float on the water...
But this is a swamp.
It just so happened that Song He, the leader, could advance at high speed in the swamp full of long hands.
As a result, more and more figures were chasing behind him.
Long hands, mermaid.
Even the giant babies began to gather slowly, planning to work together to surround these little bugs.
Fortunately.
Song He avoids the long hand, Xi Chi disperses the giant baby, and Wang Jin cleans up the mermaid.
The three men, who had only met yesterday, now had a clear division of labor and a tacit understanding, and were moving forward at high speed in the jungle.
Soon, they were almost at the other end of the jungle.
Xi Chi was covered in blood, and Song He was also a little weak.
But they didn't stop.
You can survive as long as you keep moving forward.
Only by moving forward can we survive.
"Stop! We're here!"
Surprisingly, Wang Jin chose to wave his hand to stop at this time.
"What?"
Song He breathed heavily and his voice became hoarse.
He looked at Wang Jin with confusion on his face.
Obviously, as long as we keep moving forward, we can leave here and return to the village.
Obviously if I just hold on for a few more minutes, this nightmare will be over.
But Wang Jin asked him to stop at this time.
"later!"
Xi Chi turned his head and vomited blood, then pointed behind him.
Even though they fought all the way, the number of these monsters did not decrease significantly.
Turning around, I could see a dark patch of sky.
"You want to take these things back to Huajiang Village?"
Wang Jin responded casually, and at the same time reached out to take out something from his backpack.
"I…"
The hope that had just risen in my heart became shattered.
Song He stopped the boat suddenly and glared at the monster.
"Don't worry, I will clean them up."
Wang Jin grinned and showed a reassuring smile.
"Give me thirty seconds."
"Don't say thirty seconds."
The drama fanatic stretched out his hand and rubbed it on his face, using blood to repair the incomplete facial makeup.
"That's three hundred seconds, three thousand seconds."
"Brother, I'll hold you back too!"
The golden flag trembled, and the play idiot stepped on his own metal plate and rushed into the distance without hesitation.
In fact, he had no idea what Wang Jin wanted to do or where he was.
But Xi Chi saw with his own eyes that Wang Jin took himself out from the hands of thousands of monsters.
This truth, which was quite clear to begin with, has almost become an iron rule in the hearts of drama addicts.
Listen to Wang Jin, you are right.
"I've never been to this place."
Song He glanced around and looked at Wang Jin.
He didn't know what this young man wanted to do.
"But, brother, I believe in you."
call--
The bamboo pole suddenly swung horizontally, and dragon aura began to rise from Song He's body.
"Three thousand seconds, I can't lose to that brother who has the same IQ as a fish."
The swarthy man grinned, leaving a silhouette behind Wang Jin.
"ha."
The young man narrowed his eyes and smiled.
Song He didn't recognize this place, and neither did the opera fanatics.
But Wang Jin recognized it.
After using Village Chief Ma's map and repeatedly comparing it with what he had in his mind, Wang Jin was able to confirm it.
A few meters down here is the underground river.
To be precise, it is the dungeon left by the Nanyang Master.
The dungeon vent... happens to be nearby.
It doesn't actually take thirty seconds.
Three seconds is enough.
Whoosh!
The shadows boiled and the young man's figure disappeared.
Xiao Hei ran at an incredible speed, and the fierce wind made Wang Jin's white hair fly all over the sky.
one.
"This is it!"
Wang Jin narrowed his eyes and pointed not far away.
The other hand made a standard throwing motion.
two.
There were not many shock bombs left, but Wang Jin transferred most of them from his backpack to his satchel.
The company's mass-produced tactical satchel was now full and placed on Wang Jin's right hand that was about to wave.
three.
"Let's go!"
call--
Wang Jin's throwing of things has never been accurate.
Without the self-aim of the Scarlet Throwing Gun, he would try his best not to let go of the weapon.
But once the thrown thing turns into a shock bomb...
Wang Jin can guarantee that we will fight wherever he points.
"Willow!! Come out and help!!"
Before the remote control was pressed, Wang Jin shouted loudly.
Under the surface, something seems to have heard the call.
Snap.
Wang Jin pressed the remote control and retreated suddenly.
boom--
More than a dozen shock bombs triggered a chain and exploded at the same instant.
A terrifying heat wave rose into the sky and turned into a small mushroom cloud.
The eardrums were buzzing and bleeding.
The airflow directly lifted Wang Jin away.
But he wasn't the least bit annoyed. Instead, he looked at the location of the explosion with excitement.
On the one hand, Wang Jin likes to explode.
on the other hand…
The plan was successful.
"Wang Jin! Brother is here!"
Before the smoke and dust cleared, several figures roared out from the gap of the explosion.
Slender limbs, slender body, slender neck.
It was as if they were living giant dragons about to rise into the sky.
They are at the forefront.
These guys swore they would never see the light of day again.
But when Huajiang Village was threatened and Wang Jin asked for help, they rushed out of the ground without hesitation.
Just copy the guy.
This unique simplicity of Pai Tou comes into full play at this moment.
"Just those things?"
Liu Shu rushed to Wang Jin in a few steps and raised his eyebrows.
Although they had only seen each other for a day, he found that he missed this miraculous young man a little.
"Don't worry, it's just this little thing. I'll take care of it for you soon."
The other platoon leaders grinned, with honest smiles on their ferocious faces.
"Give me ten minutes."
"What the fuck? I have five minutes."
"I have three minutes!"
"Stop talking nonsense and follow me."
Willow gave an order, and a dozen strange figures twisted and rushed into the distance.
——
"Ahem...fuck."
Xi Chi vomited blood and punched the palm of the giant baby in front of him.
But when he saw the other hand covering it, he made no move.
No more energy.
Whoosh!
The bamboo pole flew out, using speed, precision and ruthlessness to the extreme.
So the other palm was penetrated, and the sharpened bamboo pole still did not stop, but penetrated the baby's head forcefully.
"Don't be afraid, brother is here."
Song He grinned.
The scales behind him became a little dull and even began to fall off.
Even if he carries immortal bones, he is still an untrained disciple.
To be able to hold on until now may have cost me several years of life.
"Damn...are you really a fisherman?"
Xi Chi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and tried to cheer up, but fell to the ground slumped.
"No fish weighing less than 200 kilograms can handle this."
Song He grinned and subconsciously waved the bamboo pole in his hand.
But it was all in vain.
Most of the trees were swallowed up by the swamp, and even if he carried the branches behind him in advance, he wouldn't be able to carry much with him.
"Damn... I should have known better not to brag."
Xi Chi sighed and slowly lay down on the ground.
Long hands came out and hugged him around the waist.
The metal plate was gradually submerged, and the playboy was slowly sinking.
"Three thousand fucking seconds, can we last until thirty seconds?"
"Ha, it's still half way."
Song He's ankle was grabbed, he took a breath and stopped talking.
Standing against thousands of monsters for more than ten seconds is already their limit.
After being caught by the long hands, those monsters didn't even bother to look at them again.
It was as if they were already heading towards their destined death.
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