A group of girls as charming as iron towers were blowing whistles and exchanging glances with raised eyebrows.
The appearance is no different from the wolf-like seniors who formed a group to refresh the freshmen dungeon when the freshmen were admitted to Cataclysm University. There is a kind of situation where they will carry a few picturesque ones from the military training crowd back to serve as a stronghold at any time.
The lady is like pressing a village tube.
As the first and only captain who wants to kill you three thousand times, the appearance of the famous Tiger, Leopard and Jackal Cold Tyrannosaurus is so rare and rare that even some team members who don’t want their lives have secretly set up recorders.
Record Leng Han's current expression and prepare to send it to some strange, relatively private channel.
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I'm afraid your eyeballs will fall all over the place if you send this thing out. It can get a lot of rewards and gifts, right?
I don’t know who shouted,
"Team Leng, Geng Yue secretly photographed you!"
Swish, swish, swish!
Those on the table and under the table, those grilling meat and eating meat, on and off the boat, all looked at her at once.
Leng Han's eyes pierced the air with a sharp sound, and Geng Yue's cold sweat spread all over his face and back.
"Ah this..."
Geng Yue muttered something and cursed loudly,
"Zhong Xiaolian, Taiyang and your grandma will all die!"
As soon as the recorder threw it away, Geng Yue, weighing more than 200 kilograms, flew towards the informer.
Mount Tai is overwhelming!
"Don't come over here..."
"Ah~"
A breathless sound.
The recorder flew the copyright in the air, hit someone on the head with a bang, triggered a certain switch, and instantly projected a huge picture with a width of more than 10 meters.
As the recorder drew circles in the air, the angle of the picture kept changing - the whole world was full of Leng Han holding a rice ball in his hand, his cheeks reddish, and his face full of love.
The three thousand shy towers didn't care what the cold brigade they admired and feared might do, and immediately laughed out loud.
Then here comes the problem.
These are three thousand people, all thinking in one place and working hard in one place. How neatly can they laugh? How many decibels can they laugh?
Basically it can be described in one word——
"Boom~"
Leng Han: "..."
The corners of Leng Han's mouth twitched, veins popped out, and the rice ball in his hand was covered with a layer of blue ice.
Dead ball!
I'm afraid Team Leng didn't want to kill anyone!
The sisters were confused and stupid at that time.
They looked at each other and tried to greet the relatives of the plastic sisters around them with their eyes.
"Run..."
"Captain Leng, spare my life!!"
"I don't dare, I don't dare, I don't dare anymore..."
Three thousand people ran three thousand routes, and the scene was spectacular.
Leng Han was silent for a while and turned his face to Mimi Mimi.
"Are you laughing?"
Mimi Mimi couldn't see Leng Han's expression, only a profile.
!!!∑(?Д?ノ)ノ
We are professionally trained, no matter how funny it is...
"Pfft..."
Run!!
By the time Mimi Mimi reacted, the sweet sisters who usually called one assistant team member, one instructor, and one coach had already rushed out for hundreds of meters. Some of them had neat legs and feet, and they were standing several miles away.
The girl grinned from ear to ear, waiting to smile happily for fifty steps.
A silk scarf as light as a streamer poked out from Leng Han's lower back, splitting into tens of thousands of silk threads in an instant, rising into the sky in a spiral shape, rising thousands of meters into the air, and spreading in all directions at a terrifying speed.
The overwhelming silk threads formed into continuous sheets and took shape in an instant, like a large bowl with a diameter of several kilometers, firmly turned upside down.
"Boom~"
The ice beneath my feet shook, and the sky turned into the cold color of extremely dense metal.
"Oh."
The warlock uncle sighed and supported Sikong with one hand. A thin layer of gray mist spread from his hand, wrapping Sikong into a large gray translucent cocoon.
The warlock's judgment was correct. At the same time, every extremely dense metal wire several times thinner than spider silk was coated with a layer of crystal ice blue, and the temperature in the entire "bowl" dropped sharply.
The whole process didn't even take more than half a second, and even the team members standing on the outermost perimeter and running the farthest didn't have a chance to react.
"Pfft~"
The piles of bonfires gradually extinguished under the terrifying low temperature, and when they went out, they made a popping sound like a dying gasp.
The warlock uncle said with emotion,
"General Leng's ability to control extremely dense metals seems to have become perfect now."
"Yeah," Lin Chou nodded and took a bite of the meat skewers in his hand, "Crack."
The taste is still the same, the oil bubbles are fine and delicate, but it has changed into the texture of popsicles.
Leng Hansha is crazy.
Thousands of different metal wires have clear divisions of labor. Three thousand large living people were tied up, hung up and beaten, and the screams were endless.
The scene is very restrained, and the painting style is more essential than Pansi Cave.
Lin Chou patted the ice slag that kept forming on her body,
"Your awakening ability seems to be very restrained against low-level evolvers?"
Leng Han did not let go of the beaten team members because of Lin Chou's questions, and kept beating them up and down.
However, after becoming angry, the temperature in a small area around her quickly returned to normal.
"The lower the level, the more obvious the effect. If you are at the same level as me, it is unlikely to be completely frozen. However, it is still no problem against a single target. If it is in an area, it can probably reduce most of the enemy's flexibility."
"What about the void beast?"
"It has almost no effect..." Leng Han shook his head, "The Black Army has studied it. The virtual beast can actually be regarded as a seventh-level creature with very casual combat power. It's just that the body is quite suppressive compared to humans. As for them,
Compared with the same kind, the range of combat capabilities is astonishingly large."
"Is there any rank left?"
"Yes, it's just that I don't have the combat power to match the level, so I can't ignore the skills of the same level and basically have no effect on them."
"The virtual beast is already terrifying, okay," Sikong's voice came from inside the gray mist cocoon, muffled, "You actually still despise someone else's low combat ability?"
Warlock, Leng Han, and Lin Chou looked at each other,
"Ha~"
Sikong stroked away the gray fog, and immediately his hair exploded,
"What do you mean?"
"What do you mean!"
"You're looking down on me, aren't you!"
Three people:^_^
Talking about this kind of thing to Sikong, whose combat power is infinitely equal to 0, is no different from playing the piano to a cow - Comrade Wu Ke, who evolved into a Goblin miner, has a combat power of 5!
Sikong said sadly,
"Believe it or not, if I sign, your garrison's budget for this year will be cut by 50%?"
Leng Han: .....
Yes, that's right. Sikong himself has to pay 30% to the Research Institute, 30% to the garrison and 20% to the production committee every year. Coupled with the position of his biological father Sikong Yu, this sentence is really valuable.
high.
The will-o'-the-wisps in the dark eye sockets of the warlock instantly erupted into a green light more than a foot long.
"I only knew you were rich, but I didn't expect you to be so rich?!"
After that, he grabbed Sikong,
"Come on, come on, if you are friends enough, I have a scientific research project with 5 million circulation points."