Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

117 Collision
"Aisha, what are you doing! Sir, they are still outside!"

Jasmine, still in shock, was shaking Aisha constantly, trying to stop her from locking the door.

It was just the simple feeling of drowning, which didn't make her feel any obvious discomfort.And the current groggy twilight is nothing more than a normal scene in Jasmine's eyes.

Although she didn't have an intuitive understanding of how dangerous it was outside.But just based on Jing An's reaction, and the bit of malice in the air, she already knew a thing or two.

"Shouldn't we go out and fight alongside Mister?"

"On the contrary, at this time, we should listen to Mr. Jing'an!"

The sudden roar almost scared Jasmine into a daze.He was obviously a small man who was thinner than himself, but at this moment, he erupted with an aura that was out of proportion to his body size.

As if aware of something wrong with her attitude, Aisha turned her head away and cleared her throat in embarrassment.

"Jasmine, listen carefully. If we go out now, it will only cause trouble for Mr.! In order to make him feel at ease, the most important thing we should do is to protect ourselves here."

For those with clearer logical thinking, while sorting out the matter, she is also re-examining the cause and whereabouts of the whole incident.

She recalled an experience she had working together with Old Popsicle in the cave.But even so, she didn't have the slightest tendency to be inflated. On the contrary, while being deeply aware of her shortcomings, Elsa also became clear about her position.

As the party handling the logistics, she is Jing'an's last retreat.

"Trust your judgment, sir. After all, with our strength, we really can't help much."

Jasmine couldn't compete with Aisha, so she could only nervously squeeze the wrinkled and white corners of her clothes, and asked in a trembling voice.

"Then, what is it outside that makes you so nervous?"

Aisha wanted to know too.

No one likes the feeling of being kept in the dark.

"I do not know either."

Just as the two people inside the house were tense, the confrontation outside the house was also gradually deviating slightly.

It was not that Jing'an took the initiative, but that the opponent was slowly approaching.Through Lao Bing Gu's micro movements, Jing'an also keenly sensed this.

Can be compared with it.

Distance, shape, even vital points.

These vital information cannot be relayed in a simple way, which undoubtedly makes people feel a little tricky.
At the same time, for Jing'an and Lao Popsicle, there is a very unfavorable environmental condition right now.

There is no light tonight.

He raised his head halfway and looked into the distance, but he could only catch a glimpse of those sparse fireplace lights.If you continue to raise your head high, you can't catch the slightest light source at all.

It seems that in this mezzanine space, the main messenger forgot to copy the moon, which is outrageous.

Only the kerosene lamp hanging on the side of the door was still trying its best to emit light, helping Jing'an light up the small area around it.And within such a cramped and limited space, is the entire range that Jing'an can detect.

Under the premise of such a lack of prerequisites, even Jing An did not dare to act rashly.After thinking about it for a while, he finally raised his right hand and made a simple gesture towards the old Popsicle.

Stand back and wait and see.

Even without verbal communication, the two sides still achieved information interaction.Old Popsicle tightened his body vigilantly, while slowly retreating towards the back.

At this moment, a somewhat abrupt voice came from the right front of Jing'an.

"Swish..."

"Swish..."

This is not the sound that flying snow can make.

Jing'an and Old Popsicle turned their heads together, and stared towards the front right, trying to capture each other's figure through this tiny bit of weak and thin light.

But at this moment, Jing An's whole left half of his body felt a sharp and incomparable pain.

The strange touch, like cutting him in half, made Jing'an instantly realize the problem - the movement on the right was just to attract attention, and the actual target was their left.

The warning that danger perception can provide is only one second long.

Without any room for hesitation, Jing An immediately pulled the trigger in her heart, triggering the characteristic ability.

Bullet time, five times faster.

The faded, slowed world spreads out in ripples.Jing'an also took advantage of this opportunity, turned around and made preparations to meet the enemy.

At the next moment, a long jet-black shadow broke into the lighting range.

In the slow world, Jing An was finally able to clearly and completely capture the other party's complete appearance.

It was jet black skin that blended perfectly with the background.

The composition of the limbs and torso is not unfamiliar, like a human figure. Jing An's eyes wandered over the opponent's body, and caught a glimpse of the sharp barbs that protruded from the joints and then extended.

Feet, legs, torso, arms, elbows, neck, and a decent head.Judging from a normal person's perspective, there is nothing special about this weird humanoid monster.

At best, they are just like ordinary people who have been splashed with black paint.

However, compared to these, what Jing An cares most about is not these common features.

This guy... has no face.

The face was round and smooth like a goose egg, without the slightest ups and downs.The smooth angle like a mirror can almost play a role of reflection to a certain extent.

In the blink of an eye, Jing'an has grasped all the characteristics of the other party.He stepped back a small half step to the side, and at the same time forced the opponent's pounce to miss, causing his entire body to slap on the thick wooden door.

bump.

The impact between the limb and the object made the old Popsicle on the side turn his head in amazement.At the same time, Aisha and Jasmine, who were hiding behind the door, couldn't help but feel their hairs stand on end.

Although the information was not connected, at this moment, everyone present learned an important message.

The opponent made a move.

But in the accelerating world, Jing An not only showed a somewhat confused expression.His eyebrows were slightly raised, and his eyes kept turning on this weird humanoid monster and the wooden door.

The opponent's strength was unexpectedly very small...it could even be said to be weak.

You know, even a kid like Aisha's age, under the premise of accumulating strength for a punch, will never just make such a movement.

Are you showing weakness?
Or is there another premeditated plan?

Out of caution, Jing An subconsciously wanted to raise her right leg and kick the opponent away.

But at this moment, he suddenly realized that he thought of a very important joint.

If it was just such a weak guy, why would he have given him such an exaggerated warning with his perception of danger at the time?
(End of this chapter)