Weird talk author drags the diary

Chapter 93 Master Li's Alpha Raid

That rascal……

Run away with the police uncle?

The sudden change made everyone present stunned, and after a second of hesitation, they looked at Li Huachao, who was running out of the warehouse at a brisk pace, in disbelief.

It was still dark in the warehouse, but they could still understand what happened.

The two men fought with the gang of strong men, and after a fight, one of them fled with the police in his arms.

It made sense, but they just found it weird.

Wait, if these two people ran away, did they leave these dangerous people with axes in the warehouse?

"Chasing!" The wooden man grabbed the ax and led the rest of the strong men in pursuit.

They didn't care about the other survivors in the warehouse at all, which made the other survivors breathe a sigh of relief.

"Is nothing wrong with the police comrades?" asked one of the survivors, "So many of us..."

But he didn't go on in the end, because he felt the silence in the warehouse, and this silence carried a kind of tacit understanding, and he could understand this tacit understanding.

The money-saving ghost looked at the door of the warehouse, and then at the piggy jar he was holding, for a moment he didn't know what to do.

Chase?
I can't catch up.

It stayed where it was, looking at the blood on the ground, feeling weak and helpless.

At this time, it suddenly noticed that the sorceress on the bus stood on the high platform with the help of two female students.

The female student shined the light of the mobile phone on the witch, and the witch in the darkness was bathed in white light. Coupled with her calm face, she looked a bit divine.

"He who has an ear, let him hear what the spirit speaks to all men."

She said loudly, even though she was an old woman, her voice was full of energy.

The survivors standing on the ground didn't know what the sorceress was going to do for a moment, but they all cast doubtful eyes on her.

"This is the seventh hour of the disaster, you have been abandoned by everyone." She said coldly, "Endless smoke, stinging insects, and monsters gushing out of the bottomless pit, this is judgment This day is God’s punishment for the world.”

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Someone in the audience retorted, "You are wearing a black robe, and you are from the Church of Miro! When disaster strikes, you still want to promote your religion!"

There was a loud discussion among the crowd, and it sounded like they knew something about the Church of Milo.

"Don't you think about where this disaster comes from? Can you explain the origin of these monsters in this fog?" the sorceress asked, "All of this is written in the prophecy notebook, and the disaster has come to an end , don’t you guys still think about it?!”

"What nonsense? Then tell me, what will happen next?" Someone still refuted it.

"Huh." The sorceress glanced at the audience, she opened her notebook, and read word by word, "The third spirit blows the trumpet, and there will be a burning star, like a torch from the sky. It fell on a third of the rivers, on the fountain of ten thousand waters."

She continued: "The name of this star is Yin, and one-third of the ten thousand waters are turned into Yin. Many people died because the water became bitter."

The people in the audience looked at each other in blank dismay, some instinctively didn't believe it, but seeing what she said with such certainty, they couldn't make up their minds for a while.

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outside the warehouse.

"What are you doing!" The policeman was a little confused, he couldn't understand what happened for a while, even the blood in his eyes disappeared, and the energy in his body disappeared.

"If you want to fight, it would be bad if you hurt ordinary people." Li Huachao explained solemnly, and he could also feel the changes in the police.

When he first picked him up, the policeman's body temperature was extremely high, like holding a big sweet potato just out of the stove in winter, but now the policeman's body temperature seems to have dropped again, and even his eyes have become much clearer.

Because the anger value has dropped, is the ability also weakened?

Li Huachao could probably guess what happened, and felt a little helpless in his heart.

Why are all these weird creatures he randomly picked up so weak?

They are all seven deadly sins, why are greed and rage so unreliable?

One is called Wuga and the other is called Yazi. They both have such compelling names. Why can't their combat power compare to that fat guy next door?
"So have you recovered now?" Li Huachao asked after realizing that he had run hundreds of meters, and threw the policeman to the ground.

"Well, I was just now..." The policeman nodded, he was much more awake when the cold wind blew this morning, but the energy in his body was reduced a lot.

"You should also understand that you are no longer a human being. You are the same thing as those monsters." Li Huachao said, "You have already died. If you guess correctly, you may have been killed by those strong men. And then resurrected by this ashes.”

"I remembered something." The policeman nodded solemnly, "But once I think about it, my head hurts, and then I lose my mind. In that state just now, I suppressed it so I didn't attack you."

"Okay, okay, I know." Li Huachao nodded, "Can't you use firearms in that state just now?"

"I don't know. At that time, I just wanted to tear them apart, and I didn't want to use a gun." A little confused expression appeared on the policeman's face, and it seemed that he also had doubts about himself, "But I always feel very strange, I Why would you want to do that?"

Cruel things like tearing people apart were completely unfeasible for him. He felt as if his mind had been seriously disturbed by something.

"Maybe... was affected by that kind of gray air." Li Hua shrugged, gave a sparse and ordinary answer, and then he looked into the mist.

Although he couldn't see it, he still knew that the group of strong men had chased them nearby.

So Li Huachao asked, "So do you still have the strength to fight?"

Theoretically speaking, "rage", one of the seven deadly sins, would not be so weak, so the only explanation is that the policeman is the same as the money-saving ghost, he has not eaten "meat".

It's a pity, according to the novel ten years ago, this policeman should be a fair-skinned and beautiful policewoman with big breasts.

If it was a policewoman, then Li Huachao would be happy to manipulate Yu Liang to hug her and say "please eat me", just a few pieces of meat can establish a special bond with her...

It's quite exciting to think about it as a monster or something.

It's a pity that Li Huachao has no interest in hugging men, so naturally he can't do such a thing.

"It's okay to use a gun." The policeman nodded. He raised his gun and aimed it at the enemy who was about to catch up in the mist.

"Is that so? That's good." Li Hua nodded in satisfaction, then took out a chocolate bar from his pocket.

The policeman glanced at Li Huachao in surprise, he always felt that this man seemed to be a different person since he didn't know when.

Originally, he was obviously a very calm person, but now he is so...

special.

The policeman finds it difficult to use one or two words to describe the current young comrades, but he can be sure that this special temperament must be different from ordinary people.

After getting an affirmative answer, Li Huachao began to eat chocolate bars with peace of mind. When the police used guns, he felt that he should not need to take action himself.

Compared with his own body, Yu Liang's body is obviously lacking in vitality. If I insist, it looks like the soul of a dog has been put into the body of a cat.

Li Huachao felt that he should not be so lazy in the past, he took a bite of the chocolate bar, very sure of his thoughts.

A few seconds later, the strong men had already caught up, and as they approached step by step, the outlines of their robust bodies appeared in the mist.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

The moment he saw the group of strong men, the policeman squatted down again with his head in his arms, and began to yell in pain.

Looking at his appearance, Li Huachao felt a bad premonition in his heart.

When the policeman stood up again, his eyes were already red, and he rushed up with a gun, fighting directly again.

Li Huachao: "..."

I knew it!

Will you die with one shot?
How can something as simple as sticking your finger into that loop and pulling the trigger be impossible to teach!

Li Hua was furious, but he had no choice but to stuff the remaining chocolate bar into his mouth, then grabbed two table knives and rushed forward.

The police alone is far from being a match for this group of strong men. Of course, this may be because the police have not eaten "meat", and their physique is only stronger than normal people. Compared with normal monsters, they are still very weak. How strong are these strong men.

The ax is a cold weapon, and the table knife is also a cold weapon, so when the ax blade was slashing towards Li Huachao, he just raised the table knife without dodging, and the throat was sealed in a blink of an eye. Neat, without the slightest sloppy.

The burly man stared wide-eyed, then covered the blood-spitting wound on his neck and fell slowly to the ground, the ax in his hand hit the ground with a "bang".

"It's just to strengthen your physical fitness, but you don't have the ability to regenerate, so you dare to fight with me?" Li Huachao curled his lips in disdain, and his words were very disdainful.

Facing opponents who use cold weapons, his shooting speed has an incomparable advantage.

Of course, this is not unsolvable. If the opponent's cold weapon skills far surpass him, he can still see the tricks, and another solution is like this.

Beat up.

Just beating around.

The target of the axe-wielding men was Li Huachao, so there were nine people surrounding him at this time, but there were only three strong men fighting with the police.

This ability of Li Huachao is similar to a turn-based battle. In each round of confrontation, he can only select a single target, so it is a test of the operation level when he is attacked by the enemy. It is still like this.

[Military Mastery] The forced displacement brought by the shooting speed is only a small step, but it is completely enough for Li Huachao.

I saw him tossing and turning among the nine people, the table knife in his hand touched the strong man's body and walked away, and after stabbing, he quickly switched targets.

The rule-level suppression of the shooting speed caused a certain displacement under his feet in an instant, and this displacement was also just right for him to avoid the slash of the strong man earlier.

After some operations, there is actually a combat beauty of "disasters are always one step behind me".

Of course, it is not easy to do this. It requires Li Hua to listen to all directions, rely on the fighting instinct to record the shooting time of the nine people around him, find the most accurate timing, and then switch skill targets, and always do it last. Sent first, avoid its edge.

However, this kind of operation is very good, but it is not easy to injure. Every time the displacement affects Li Huachao's own force and the angle of the knife, so it is difficult for him to do one knife at a time. He can only beat the nine strong men to the ground. .

At this time, Yu Liang, who was in his mind, didn't want to see what happened. Li Huachao's fighting style is indeed the art of fighting from a third-person perspective, but No.1 is called perspective...

He actually felt like motion sickness, a little nauseous, and wanted to vomit.

"Look carefully, study hard, this trick is called Alpha Strike!" Li Huachao said to Yu Liang proudly in his heart.

Yu Liang didn't bother to pay attention to him.

The strong men around also came to their senses after being deflated continuously. They didn't know what happened, so they launched a more ferocious attack.

And this choice is also correct, at least Li Huachao really felt the pressure, he had to constantly speed up his efficiency and accuracy of switching targets, the error tolerance rate was getting lower and lower, and he was consuming more and more mind.

It's over, this high-intensity battle is a bit unbearable.

Li Hua's heart sank, and she couldn't find a suitable way to break out of the siege.

If it goes on like this, sooner or later he will be hacked, and he cannot be led away by these people, he must break through the siege.

And suddenly, Li Huachao's eyes fell on the policeman who was fighting with the three strong men nearby. As if he saw a savior, he strode forward and chose the policeman as his target.

"puff--"

The knife went into the policeman's arm.

Li Huachao quickly pulled out the table knife, then stretched out his hand to pat the policeman's wound, and watched the wound heal quickly before laughing, "Sorry, sorry, mistake."

"Yeah." The policeman didn't say much, the wound from the blunt knife was just a minor wound, and it would heal in a moment.

With this move, Li Huachao also managed to escape from the tight encirclement of the strong men, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

I'm such a genius that I can come up with such a wonderful way.

He looked at the nine strong men again, then at the policeman behind him, and after thinking for a moment, he asked the policeman, "Can you just stand here and fight them? Don't move your position."

"Hmm!" The policeman was about to be overwhelmed by anger, and with his remaining rationality, he couldn't think about the reason why Li Huachao asked him to do this, but he was happy to do so.

Of course, in this state, he might just forget about it.

And Li Huachao rushed into the siege with confidence and continued to fight.

With the police outside the encirclement, he can safely use this Alpha Raid.

The police is like a marker point that can be teleported to at any time, which can help him escape the encirclement in an instant.

So what's there to be afraid of?

Mere siege and beatings are not worth mentioning!
Li Huachao was overjoyed, picked up the knife and started the routine again, but after thinking about it, she felt sad again.

It's over, it's over, Hunter is too supermodel now, won't he be cut in the next version?
Why do I have to cut the style of play I researched myself?
Would it be more ruthless and banned directly in the class?
(End of this chapter)