global pollution

The role of gas tanks is getting smaller and smaller, and if this continues, the situation will soon become the same as it started.

"Think of another way."

At this moment, a second explosion suddenly occurred at the place on the east side of the town that was previously burned by the explosion, and the explosion was far more powerful than the gas tank. After the explosion, the fire on the scene burned extremely violently.

"The color of this flame..."

Xia Ren grinned, suddenly excited.

He had been looking for a gas station just now, but there were so few cars in the town that there was no place that looked like a gas station at all.

However, in a town with a large population, there is always a place where gasoline is needed, and it is impossible to store it completely. Now, Xia Ren finally found it.

He immediately turned around and ran over quickly.

The little heads of the heretics didn't realize the imminent danger at all, and they still followed behind him naively.

The flames were burning, emitting pitch-black smoke that completely enveloped more than a dozen nearby houses.

Xia Ren didn't hesitate for a second, and directly plunged in.

Those pagans were more afraid of the flames, hesitated to go forward, and could only hover on the edge of the flames.

Soon, more than a thousand pagans gathered around, and most of the residents of the entire town had rushed over to surround the area firmly, just waiting for Xia Ren to come out and besiege this hateful outsider together.

The real estate agent could see this scene clearly from the road thousands of meters away.

"Stupid children, run away."

At this time, he had forgotten his position and began to worry about those heretics.

Sure enough, accompanied by a burst of maniacal laughter, a big bald head popped out of the flames.

Xia Ren's skin was blackened, his clothes were burnt, and all his hair was gone.

He stretched his hands above his head, holding a large oil drum that was one meter long, nearly half a meter wide, and had a capacity of 200 liters. The tentacles behind him also rolled an identical one.

Xia Ren jumped to the small building that didn't collapse, and grinned, revealing a mouth full of shining white teeth, which formed a stark contrast with the dark complexion.

"Catch me if you have the ability!"

He stood still and mocked loudly.

There was a brief silence in the scene, and then, the heretics surrounded even more frantically.

Chapter 442 Mouse God Statue (Fifth Watch Completed!)

If it is said that chasing Xia Ren at the beginning was because of the order of the priest, then after being teased for so long, today's heretics are full of irresolvable hatred for Xia Ren.

They were like puppets controlled by the earth-burrowing monster, running towards Xia Ren without hesitation, running!Root can't tear him into pieces, swallow every inch of his flesh and blood, and chew every bone of him!

How does it feel to be mobbed by thousands of people?

It's as if you are standing on a reef in the middle of the sea, the sky is thick and dark clouds shining with thunder, surrounded by huge waves that are [-] meters high, and they are photographing you-desperate, there is nowhere to hide.

But Xia Ren had no fear at all.

Out of his intense excitement, every cell in his body was actively operating, his heart was beating wildly without any effort, his lungs were rapidly expanding and contracting, supplying blood and oxygen to the maximum.

"That's it, come on, gather around me!"

Seeing that the time was almost ripe, Xia Ren arched his legs slightly, and then jumped up vigorously.

The huge reaction force made the roof of the building as fragile as loose sand, and it collapsed after he jumped up, and many heretics who had already climbed to the roof were buried in the ruins.

But more heretics were still gathering, and Xia Ren jumped into the air, always about to fall.

With their heads up and their hands raised, they looked forward and waited for the moment to tear him to pieces.

From a distance, this scene looks like fanatical believers worshiping their great gods, full of absurdity.

Xia Ren showed a cruel smile, unscrewed the lid of the oil drum in his hand, and threw the oil drum down.

In mid-air, the transparent gasoline gave off a very recognizable smell, swayed down, and landed on the heads of the heretics.

When the oil barrel was about three meters away from them, Xia Ren threw out the crowbar.

The hard crowbar was inserted into the metal barrel of the oil drum, and a cluster of sparks was produced when it collided.

In an instant, the flames spread uncontrollably, and then,

"boom--"

The oil barrel exploded above the ground. For a moment, the light it emitted made the sunlight above the head look extremely dim. The flames with high temperature and burning attachments enveloped the heathen tribe with a radius of tens of meters. People in this area Heretics had nowhere to hide but to watch themselves being consumed by flames.

Xia Ren was also instantly burned by the high temperature, and his skin immediately became red and swollen, causing him unbearable pain. The aftermath of the explosion sent him flying aside, but fortunately, the rootless water has the repairing ability, and it has not landed yet. Most of the burns had healed, he used his tentacles to adjust his center of gravity, and landed firmly on the ground.

Compared with his ease of use, the heathen's side is like a deep hell.

Hundreds of thousands of people screaming together, what kind of experience is it?

Xia Ren felt that his eardrums were about to be shattered.

The power of the oil barrel explosion is not reflected in the shock wave, but in the flames it brings.

The heretics gather together at such a high degree that they are helpless in the face of flames. Houses are burning and people are also being burned. Moreover, due to the strong vitality of the heretics, they cannot die easily and can only endure continuously. tortured.

Pagans in extreme pain scurry around like headless flies, wanting to seek help from their companions, but often once they come into contact with their companions, they will hug each other tightly because of the pain, causing the two to die together.

So those firemen kept chasing after their companions, and the companions tried their best to avoid them, not wanting to be buried with them.

The distorted throats of pagans cannot produce human voices normally. If they could speak, Xia Ren felt that they would definitely yell at this time: "Don't come here!"

Xia Ren stood in the distance, looking at all this, and those pagans who escaped from the explosion also found him, but the strange thing was that none of them dared to come again.

The situation was suddenly reversed because of an explosion.

"Come and catch me!"

Xia Ren shouted.

The heretics were just too busy avoiding their burning companions to pay him any attention.

Xia Ren shouted again, "If you don't come, I'm going to go!"

"!!!"pagan.

Hearing these words, the surviving pagans sped up their speed collectively. The fear of being destroyed even made them overcome the priest's order and flee in the opposite direction from Xia Ren.