Once upon a time there was a demon pass

Seeing the pursuers behind him stop, Yu Sheng floated down from the wheelchair.

"Bloody twins, there shouldn't be a legend about you, Zhao Zicheng."

"Come on, try."

While speaking, he put the lighter and the explosives in Zhao Zicheng's hands, and pushed the wheelchair to move on.

Zhao Zicheng's eyes lit up.

I learned the movements of Yu Sheng before, breaking apart, igniting, and throwing.

Laughing wildly.

"Haha, keep chasing!"

"From today to the next 50 years, everyone will remember that it belongs to my legend, Zhao Zicheng!"

"Everyone... goodbye!"

After throwing out a few more pieces of small explosives, Zhao Zicheng sat in the wheelchair contentedly, with a gratified smile on his face.

Zhao Zicheng's three words echoed continuously in this passage.

Not out for a long time.

It was also imprinted in the hearts of these reserve soldiers who were in charge of hunting.

"Zhao Zicheng..."

A reserve soldier looked at each other with a ferocious smile on the corner of his mouth.

"arrive."

Yu Sheng suddenly stopped, jumped up lightly, and lifted the manhole cover above. A sap emerged and was held in his hand. The bottom of the sap was pushed against the wheelchair. With the help of the principle of leverage, the wheelchair, including Zhao Zicheng who was on the wheelchair, was lifted up. , landing smoothly.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Sheng nimbly climbed up.

Watch your surroundings vigilantly.

After confirming that there were no members of the security department, he looked at the city gate not far away, and pushed the wheelchair to accelerate.

In the corner, a few people from the security department suddenly appeared. Judging by the energy fluctuations on their bodies, they were all five-time awakened people.

It is also the highlight of the finish line.

"Little guys, don't worry, we only press once for everyone who reaches the finish line."

One of the middle-aged said with a smile.

next second...

Zhao Zicheng, who was at the front, grabbed a ball of mud from his body without hesitation, and threw it at several people.

The stench could be clearly heard tens of meters away.

"Fuck, what!"

Several people retreated like avoiding snakes and scorpions.

Zhao Zicheng laughed wildly, and threw two more lumps together, like a child playing snowball fights outside in winter.

It's just that the things in the hands are a little different.

"Hahaha, come on!"

"What is it, can't you smell it?"

Originally a tense, exciting, and passionate game, the style of painting has changed into a strange one.

Seeing that Zhao Zicheng has a feeling that he is going to pounce on you at any time, the leaders of the security department are dumbfounded.

Control it remotely, and they can do it too.

But the rule of the game is that the hand touches the person.

With Zhao Zicheng's stench all over his body, who would want to touch him...

Are you crazy...

"Fuck, back off!"

He chose to retreat without hesitation, and just watched the two of them rush through the last line of defense, made a sharp turn, turned around, and stood firmly at the gate of the city.

Even because Yu Sheng was pushing Zhao Zicheng forward, strictly speaking, the first round of knockout rounds in this nationwide freshman contest...

champion winner...

Actually it was Zhao Zicheng!

Whoever looked at his stinky body, the mud like a chemical weapon, the wheelchair in a mess, the eyes like a mad dog, the broken plaster...

I'm afraid I have to give a thumbs up, so here's a sentence...

Well deserved!

worth!

This son is not dead, the future can be expected!

"Sure enough, excellent people, no matter where they are, are the undisputed focus."

"Perhaps this is my personality charm."

Zhao Zicheng sighed softly and shook his head, feeling as melancholy as an artist for a while, with some deep eyes in his eyes.

Yu Sheng let go of the wheelchair with both hands, and silently took two steps back.

Try to rely on Zhao Zicheng to go a little farther away.

I went to the supermarket to buy a bottle of water and washed my hands.

Under Zhao Zicheng's blank gaze, Yu Sheng thought for a while: "You can't be solved with a bottle of water now."

Zhao Zicheng:...

Looking at the members of the security department in the distance looking away from him with disgust on their faces, Zhao Zicheng sighed again: "Perhaps, geniuses are always lonely."

Gently shake the feather fan that has been completely dyed black.

A wisp of 'breeze' blows by.

It tugged at his heartstrings.

"vomit!"

With a retch, he threw the feather fan to the ground, feeling hopeless, perhaps the only thing that can support him to continue sitting here is the sentence...

"I am the champion!"

"I have to wait for them to come over, pretend to be aggressive!"

A full 10 minutes passed.

Wu Qianqiu's figure appeared in the distance, his eyes were as fierce as ever, with the pride and confidence unique to a genius, with a smile on his mouth, he rushed towards the gate of the city.

Until he saw Zhao Zicheng sitting in the wheelchair, and Yu Sheng not far away, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Some do not understand for a while.

why?

These two are so fast.

Even the footsteps subconsciously slowed down, a little unwilling, accompanied by a new round of fighting spirit.

But it's just a knockout match, and it can't prove your own strength at all.

On the day when the group arena starts, he, Wu Qianqiu, will tell the world who is...

For a while, Wu Qianqiu thought a lot, a lot.

So much so that he has forgotten to look at the road under his feet.

Step on the ordinary manhole cover.

The manhole cover swayed and turned in a circle.

It's still there, but Wu Qianqiu is gone.

There seemed to be a faint wail and a 'plop' sound vaguely.

Immediately afterwards, several reserve personnel climbed out.

Greedy breath of fresh air outside.

Bottom of the well.

Wu Qianqiu maintained the bowed posture when he landed, with his face still attached to the ground. The saddest thing is...

Can't move.

Just been touched by a reserve member.

If you move, you will be eliminated.

It is only one step away from the finish line, and it would be a shame to die here.

Smelling the 'fresh' smell on the ground, I don't know why, but my eyes are not sharp, and I even want to cry.

"Zhao Zicheng is there!"

"Don't worry about Zhao Zicheng, I think this manhole cover can be used!"

"For a while, the two of you will hide on both sides. If someone comes over, you will force them to the side of the manhole cover. I will improve this mechanism and try to throw in a few more!"

"Yes, we can't suffer this crime ourselves."

Several reservists muttered softly, their eyes gradually becoming brighter.

The voices are all excited.

Soon, several leaders of the security department came together to make suggestions and discuss tactics non-stop, very seriously.

In the sewer, Wu Qianqiu listened to one cruel idea after another, and for a moment didn't know whether it was despair or expectation.

After all, there are difficulties... who doesn't want to be the same.