Wu Zhuo covered his empty shoulders, his face turned gloomy.
The moment the explosion sounded, he ran towards a dead banyan tree and tried to find cover.
Obviously, the effect is not ideal.
Wu Zhun really didn't expect that someone would stuff bombs into tree holes.
It’s fucking amazing.
"come over."
The doctor held something and waved to Wu Huo.
The latter gritted his teeth and came closer, only to see clearly that it was his own arm.
"Pitiful."
The man sighed and took out the needle and thread from the satchel on his waist.
——
"Damn...he's going to die!"
Cook Jia raised his hand and slapped Kong E twice, but found that the other person still had no reaction.
In fact, this is normal.
Even if he were an unscathed person, being carried on his shoulders and bumped around, he would not be any better than the current Kong Ai.
However, we really can’t blame Chef Jia for this.
I don’t know how that psychotic guy named Wang Jin got his brain, but he hid a bomb behind the bunker.
Although the number is small, no one dares to bet.
This resulted in them running all the way to avoid air waves and flying earth and rocks, and then praying that they were lucky enough.
If Lu Zhishou hadn't reminded him, Pao Jia and Kong E would have been reduced to pieces by now.
Even so, both of them were seriously injured.
"The Great Returning Pill."
Lu Zhishou glanced at Chef Jia and threw a small bottle over.
He was a little worried.
It was clear that everything was planned by Wang Jin, but the explosion seemed to be caused by him.
Although the bomb did not damage Lu Zhishou very much, it shattered the authority he had cultivated.
The looks in the eyes of Pao Jia and Kong E were obviously a little strange.
After all, in their eyes, if Lu Zhishou hadn't commanded the grave excavation, the current situation would not have happened.
The most embarrassing thing is that the old man can't explain it at all.
"Interesting...interesting..."
Lu Zhishou was so angry that he laughed back, with cold murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
This is the first time that I have been tricked twice in a row.
boom!
The explosion sounded again, knocking Chef Jia to the ground.
"grass!"
He tried hard to hold up his fat body and breathed a sigh of relief after finding that there were no missing parts on his body.
"No...the local rat blew up!"
Cook Jia glanced at the situation around him, then walked quickly to the roadside, carrying Kong E on his shoulders again.
At the same time, he raised his hand and prepared to stuff all the Great Return Pills thrown by Lu Zhishou into his mouth.
"Ahem..."
There was a hoarse cough from the figure on the shoulder, and it seemed that he was about to die soon.
"Alas...I am so kind."
Cook Jia hesitated for a moment, then took a small bit from the hawthorn-sized Dahuan Dan and handed it to Kong E.
Then he stuffed the rest into his mouth.
——
"Good job...but how did you distinguish so many points?"
Shi Baibai retracted his nearly dislocated chin and turned to look at Wang Jin.
Along the way, he had been shocked to the point of numbness by this magical young man.
"give a name to."
Wang Jin grinned and smiled.
"For example, the one just now, I call it Fatty."
"And this one that's exploding now..."
The young man pressed the remote control while talking, and the curse and explosion sounded at the same time.
"This one is called Little Boy."
"...It's really a reference to classics."
The corners of Shi Baibai's mouth twitched, as if he didn't know what to say.
"What a weird thing."
Bai Jiu chewed the Yahuazi and returned to Wang Jin.
"I just watched helplessly as the thin man who was blown away fell to the ground and disappeared."
"It's probably a very evil ability."
The young man nodded, not bothering about it.
"But your dark friend did look like him. He picked him up and ran away without any hesitation."
"Ha, of course."
Wang Jin smiled, but his expression was complicated.
He was a little concerned about the appearance of the man just now.
Maybe it's because appearance is related to acquired experiences and environment.
Kong E's face was pale, with a faint evil look between his brows.
Even so, Wang Jin could also recognize that face.
Putting aside his temperament, he looks almost exactly the same as Wei Shan.
"Twin brothers? Then Wei Shan should be one of the ten evils, and there is a high probability that he is..."
"steamed stuffed bun!"
The girl's voice interrupted Wang Jin's thoughts, and the little hamster jumped on his shoulder three or two times, stretching out his hand to gesture.
"Grandpa Gray is ready."
"Um."
The young man nodded, took out a detonator bomb from his pocket, and smeared something on it.
"Let's go!"
With a wave of his hand, the blast bomb flew diagonally forward and exploded suddenly when it reached its highest point.
Bright as day.
"White phosphorus is so useful."
Wang Jin grinned and showed a satisfied smile.
——
"It seems like this kid is almost done."
Lu Zhishou stopped and combed his messy hair.
He discovered that this boy named Wang Jin really liked explosions.
Even if those bombs are compact and easy to carry, normal people wouldn't carry so many, right?
The explosion lasted for a full half minute... This could be considered a human arsenal.
"Damn it, the bombing zone in Chicken Dinner is not that exciting."
Panting heavily, Cook Jia placed Kong E on the ground and stretched out his hand to rub his arm.
He found that the Dahuan Dan handed over by Lu Zhishou was indeed a good thing.
His finger, which had just been blown off, actually grew back in such a short time.
It's simply unreasonable.
Apart from the shocking pollution, there are almost no side effects.
"There are opportunities to do more pitfalls."
Cook Jia grinned, seeming to regard Lu Zhishou as a treasure chest.
As he spoke, he looked at Kong E, trying to get some benefit out of this wounded man.
The next second, his eyes widened and there was a cry in his voice.
Kong E had no life left at all.
"Mr. Lu, he, he died."
"Didn't I give you a big repayment pill?"
Lu Zhishou frowned and knelt down to check the situation.
"It's probably because he was injured too badly and the panacea won't work anymore."
The fat man sighed, his eyes turning red.
"You little rat, you little rat managed to survive the explosion, why are you gone..."
The more Cook Jia talked about it, the sadder he became, and he almost shed tears.
Of course, he was not really sad because Kong E died.
He just felt that he couldn't use this casualty pit...
Phew.
The sound of flesh and blood being pierced sounded, and Pao Jia's thoughts were interrupted.
He saw that everything was turning upside down, upside down.
When the moon came under his nose, Lu Zhishou also started to stand on his head, which looked quite funny.
Soon, he saw a headless corpse where he had just been standing.
There was also Kong E who was lying on the ground with a knife blade suddenly sticking out of his body.
"Oh shit…"
A trace of unwillingness flashed through Pao Jia's mind, and then he slowly closed his eyes.