Chapter 272

Playground.

At the entrance are two huge dolls with a smell of blood and a strange and gloomy smell.

Inside.

It is a wall stacked with stones.

Vaguely, you can see a figure flashing inside.

Fang Mo was surprised when he saw it.

"Is this a new city built here? Or did he like playing tower defense games very much before, and now he began to show it to his heart when he had the opportunity?" he was stunned for a long time before he noticed that a man's head retracted like a groundhog.

Smile.

Hanging on his cheek.

He laughed. As soon as he wanted to go over, he heard the next opening: "can you stop giggling like this? It's not embarrassing to lose it. At least he's also a little expert."

Fang Mo's smile froze on his face in an instant.

Looking back, his resentment turned into love: "what you say is what, can't you?"

She wants to recover.

Let her recover. Besides, what's wrong with the devil's curse?

It's good not to kill.

"Cut, you don't have your own opinion. What do you think you are like?" Ye Qingcheng glanced at him and began to sneer.

Feel

Is

Ye Qingcheng is just like a pregnant woman with a grumpy temper.

Of course, Fang Mo was convinced that she was not pregnant. It was just that she was recovering her feelings. It was not very strange to have such a performance.

"Slip away!"

With a miso, he flew out and came to the back of the wall. He quietly listened to the voice inside. After a long time, he knocked on the wall and said, "is there anyone? We are from Dongtu... Ah no, we are from the financial district. We want to stay here for a night. If there is food or something, it would be better."

"Are you crazy?"

"Did he just want to say he was a Tang monk?"

"It seems that's what this guy means. He may be crazy. He can't be let in."

There was little discussion inside.

Then, a loud voice came out: "sorry, we belong to private territory and are not open to the outside world. If you want to come in... You have the ability to blow down the wall."

"Hahaha, just tease."

"The wall is so strong, let alone him, even the psycho..."

"Cough, don't mention it again."

There were a few flirting voices inside.

Don't be angry.

"Even if Qingcheng scolds me, at least she has to do so, otherwise she can't restore normal mood and normal human nature. You're a fart, and dare to talk to me like that?" he roared in his heart, but suddenly hung a smile on his face, and said with some embarrassment: "isn't that good?"

"I think it's inconvenient to pile up this wall. If I collapse like this, does it seem a little out of order?"

Inside.

When he heard this, several people began to laugh in an instant.

"What did he just say?"

"It seems that he blew up the wall..."

"Is that so?"

After this sound, he turned to the outside and shouted, "well, brother, no matter whether you can do it or not, if you have such courage and foresight, you are already a man. Well, I respect you as a man. Now I give you a chance. As long as you blow down the wall, we will let you in, and how about eating?"

Just wait for that!

Fang Mo sneered, raised his arm and was about to blow out. When he broke the wall in front of him, suddenly a light appeared.

I don't know why, at this moment, he felt that the crisis seemed to come.

So, almost in an instant, he flashed aside.

By the way, I got down.

Boom!

A terrible light flashed, and then the wall was completely broken.

Ye Qingcheng returned the bazooka in his hand to Zhang Yuxin next to him: "that's how it should be, you know? Let him understand that sometimes he doesn't have to do it by himself, and... If you want to shock people, it's not as simple as a wall. Only when this hot weapon that ordinary people are most afraid of appears can people be afraid. Do you understand?"

Her voice was not too loud, but it was just a distance that Fang Mo could hear.

With a bitter smile on his face, he got up from the ground and patted the dust on his body. His face was not very good-looking.

At least, she is also her girlfriend.

Not only did he not mean to measure himself, but he also hit so many times.

Forget it.

After all, she is recovering. Although a girl has no privileges, especially in the end of the world, she is her own girlfriend. She can't tolerate this situation. Is she still a good boyfriend?

But.

Should he always be given a chance to show himself?

Now, it's gone.

Show yourself?

Don't even think about it!

After the rocket, the wall collapsed.

Inside, a mess.

After a long time.

Fang Mo just saw several people get up from the ground. If they didn't have this action, Fang Mo suspected that it was a group of dead people.

In fact, just after that shot, the ground was covered with dust, and it was impossible to distinguish between stones and other things.

But now.

When they moved, Fang Mo knew that these guys had survived.

It's not easy!

"It's really not easy. These people can survive. They must stay in the city, or they will live a fart!" Fang Mo knows what his girlfriend's temper is. It can be said to be a violent temper. It's absolutely impossible to stay alive.

It's good now. There's still a living mouth.

From the point of view of location, the shell just hit a meter away from the people, that is, after the rocket passed, it would not hurt them.

As long as they don't run around.

Tut tut Tut, it turns out that this emotional catharsis method is really useful?

Patter, patter

Hearing the footsteps, Fang Mo quickly turned around, grabbed Ye Qingcheng's little hand and said, "have you recovered?"

"Go away!"

Ye Qingcheng pushed away his hand impatiently, then looked at the direction: "missed? How is it possible? It's offset by about one meter. Don't stop me. Let me kill them. Let go!"

ok

It seems that I think too much.

The devil is the devil.

Is to kill.

Fang Mo wanted to stop her, not that he thought there was something wrong, but it didn't seem to be good for recovery.

What if, in the end, the mood can't recover, but becomes more and more violent?

Isn't that over?

Thinking of this, he naturally wanted to stop it: "don't go, there may be danger there, I feel it."

"Huh?"

Ye Qingcheng's nose moved, then stared at Fang Mo, and said for a long time: "how has your sensing ability degraded so much?"

"I'm not aware of the danger at all. Why do you..."

"No, it's really dangerous, but it's 20 meters away, and it's still underground."