The lively night came and went, and in the dilapidated and quiet streets in the early morning, a half-cooked charcoal-fired mutated beast suddenly appeared.
Although he was careless and did not peel the skin and remove the belly, even the fur was burnt, which showed a bit of perfunctory, and the sincerity of the cook could not be seen; but because of the cumin and spices, for the earthworm monsters deep in the city, it was still
It’s the most delicious food I’ve ever tasted!
No one can resist the temptation of delicious food!
Soon, monsters lurking nearby appeared, and they fought with each other to compete for this gift from heaven; then gunshots rang out, and they fell to the street one by one.
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The city at night is a battlefield where powerful monsters fight, while the early morning belongs to weaklings and trash.
Bai Lang soon appeared, quickly dragging the trophies into the roadside shop one by one, and started making and processing them like Sun Erniang.
Because this is his last action, whether this vote succeeds or fails, he will wash his hands and retire from the world. So there is no need to save the last ‘burning blood’. Today, he wants to play a big one!
After trying again and again, Bailang became more familiar with the incorrect usage of 'Burning Blood' than anyone else, and even developed his own 'Prodigal Series'.
Collect the blood of the monsters into a bottle (a large wide bottle), then pour in an appropriate amount of medicine for reaction, shake it evenly, and let it sit; then he creates a large sealed jar and disembowels the monsters.
Pour it into it, then sprinkle in the final medicine, mix thoroughly, seal and marinate.
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Two and a half hours later, Bai Lang, fully armed, appeared at the entrance of the subway station.
He took a deep breath, took out a large bottle filled with the monster's blood, pierced the bottle cap with a dagger, squeezed it gently on the ground, and sprayed out a ball of fishy, viscous blood.
As the evil crystals dissolved in the blood, they released a stronger aura, quickly attracting strange birds that gathered in the sky. They screamed excitedly, alarming more and more monsters, who gathered here.
Bai Lang retreated towards the subway station backwards, firing the 'Blood of True Evil Energy' every few meters, leaving traces on the ground, attracting more and more monsters to gather.
As he passed through the two-layer deep 'subway space', the evil blood he fired had attracted a large number of monsters. In the darkness, pairs of reflective eyeballs stared at him greedily.
Bailang was not too nervous at this time. Instead, he was a little dissatisfied, thinking that the amount of garbage was too small. Then he suddenly opened fire and fired at the place where he felt the monsters were densest. In an instant, he caused countless strange screams, which angered the group of monsters and detonated them.
A mutated beast roared and rushed towards him.
Bailang turned on his headlight and trotted towards the depths of the tunnel, still running fast and firing, turning around and firing back from time to time, sprinkling the monster's blood all over the ground.
The smell of evil energy could not be dissipated in the closed underground space. Instead, it became more and more intense, brewing an even more terrifying riot. The rats and reptiles living in the sewers surged out like a tide and chased Bailang following the smell.
He felt that there were dense and overwhelming sounds in the dark tunnel that was originally dead. Amplified by the perception of the 'Frost Wolf Totem', his hair stood on end and his scalp was numb. This feeling of nausea and fear originated from instinct, reason and will.
Unable to overcome, we can only escape faster.
A wave of monsters was stirred up by him. Outside the subway station, more and more monsters were attracted and blindly rushed into the tunnel. Then they were stimulated by the evil energy, and became excited and violent.
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He fled all the way to the entrance of the 'Evil Orc Sewer', which had already been arranged. He opened the trap to block the monster behind him, carefully put away the gun, and took out the sealed can from the storage space.
Yesterday's investigation almost caused him to lose half his life and was trapped in this stinky and suffocating sewer, but it also confirmed the true whereabouts of the 'Haagenda. Broken Ice'.
As soon as the lid was opened, the smelly evil energy exploded into the atmosphere, and the monsters in the audience were instantly excited!
"I will pay for all the purchases today! Dogs, come and have fun together!"
Without hesitation, Bailang kicked the jar over and rolled it upside down into the depths of the sewer. The jar rolled all the way, spilling the successfully pickled monster's internal organs, and finally fell into the depths of the sewer, gurgling outward.
How could the violent tide of monsters withstand such a delicious temptation? They lost their minds one by one and charged towards the sewer, but Bailang took the opportunity to dodge first.
He turned off his headlight, sprinkled breath-isolating powder on his body, and continued running into the tunnel. Soon he came to the arched wall, climbed up along a row of iron frames, and hid himself in the air against the wall.
At this time, the monsters, monsters, mutated beasts, and sewer residents were attracted by the 'evil offal' that had been pickled for two and a half hours, completely ignoring the rich man. The smell that rushed towards me made me so ready to move.
I have never had this feeling before, Cause_I_got_acrush_on_you... They are like seeing cxk fans, crazily attacking the evil sewer.
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The orcs living in the evil sewers came out even more furiously!
Although they have died, turned into zombies, and lost their intelligence, they still retain their hatred and disgust for the "burning blood". This is a drug made by humans by squeezing their orcish lives. They will go berserk every time they encounter them, and they want to kill everyone.
At this moment, someone poured a large can of fel soup at the door of their house. What kind of provocation is this? This group of orc zombies went completely berserk and fought with the monsters that poured in continuously for three hundred rounds.
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As the initiator of this melee, Bailang waited quietly.
In the darkness, he slowly moved downwards and came to the ground again. He groped against the wall with his palms and quickly grabbed a piece of string. This was a gift he had prepared before. At the entrance of the sewer, he made a small
There is a grenade hidden in the trap.
At this moment, a large number of monsters rushed into the sewer. He felt that the time was ripe, so he lay down in the corner, protected himself, and then kept pulling on the rope. The rope covered in the dust was continuously stretched, and finally triggered the mechanism and pulled out the rope.
The rings and grenades also rolled into the depths of the sewer, without disturbing the fighting monsters and undead.
boom!
The explosion of the grenade not only collapsed a section of the entrance, blocking the swarming monsters; it also detonated the methane gas in the airtight "evil sewer", causing an even stronger explosion.
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Haagenda. Broken ice has been entrenched in the "evil sewer" for a long time, and no one is messing with it, because they have turned into zombies and must breathe. And this section of the sewer has long been collapsed and blocked. The orcs and zombies still drag their prey in, where it rots, ferments, and lacks oxygen.
Methane gas, when Bai Lang went in yesterday, he almost died from suffocating in it, so he got the idea of "lighting a match cannon to blow up the manhole cover".
But this was too cheap for them. He wanted to play a bigger game, so he chased away the wolves and the tigers, tricked a bunch of monsters into them, and started blasting them. Wouldn't it be beautiful?
Boom!
The ground of the tunnel where Bailang was lying trembled violently. And when he opened his eyes, he saw that in the pitch-black tunnel, a straight pillar of fire suddenly spurted out from the ground. The speed of this thing was too fast and the range was too high, sending thick flame-colored pillars one after another.
The laser reopened the half-blocked entrance, and the densely packed monsters inside, like shells from anti-aircraft guns, were fired out in one breath, sticking to the top of the tunnel and sliding down bit by bit.
The ear-piercing explosion echoed repeatedly in the tunnel, like rolling thunder; at the same time, the vibrating ceiling continued to tremble, and a large amount of gravel and gravel fell. Bai Lang was so shocked that he thought he was going to be buried alive, and his heart was about to explode. There was even one
Is this moment of regret a waste of time?
But fortunately, the quality of the subway tunnel was far beyond his imagination. When Bai Lang got up dizzy and staggered, the reptile rats that had crawled into the sewer had long been killed by the shock wave and cooked by the flames. The originally dull and turbid tunnel was
It was even more of a stench + a slight suffocation.
Of course, not all the monsters at the scene were dead, but they were all injured and suffering everywhere... And more people who had just rushed into the subway station were so frightened when they heard the rumbling explosions and vibrations that they turned around and ran away.
My main mission is being refreshed...
This explosion was blamed on him, and all that rubbish was wiped out into ashes!
