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Chapter 435 0433-Depressed mood, money gone... (Not counting plus more

With this punch, even the air was twisted!

The large ambulance suddenly faltered, as if it had hit a terrifyingly thick blocking pier. The front wheels sank suddenly, and the rear of the entire body turned up. Broken into popping snowflakes.

Along with the flying parts, the two people sitting in the front row almost exploded into a mosaic, splashing the exploded glass snowflakes into glass blood.

And the second half of the ambulance rolled and flew up, the shadow blocked the sun in the sky, covered a shadow, and rolled over the head of the Xuanpao girl.

Because of the sudden impact, the carriage twisted and tore open a hole, and through the hole, three people inside could be seen rolling in embarrassment in the sudden weightlessness.

There was a girl looking down through the gap with her head up and down, and the girl in Xuanpao looked up slightly.

Four eyes facing each other-

【Clang—】

Accompanied by a clear sword cry, the whole world suddenly seemed to be caught in the extreme daylight against the sharp cold light, but because it was too bright, it showed the darkness covering the field of vision in reverse, only in the middle seemed to be a few lines A passing dark purple afterimage.

The huge carriage was torn apart amidst the tooth-piercing sound of metal friction, and disintegrated into extremely smooth pieces in the air.

And that girl was caught in the arms of the black-robed female detective, the two figures turned half a circle in the air, a black lotus bloomed on the hem of the black-robed clothes, and landed leisurely.

"Boom——jingle, clang—"

Parts all over the sky flew over their heads, and scattered to another place.

Lianhua's face was ugly, probably because she was frightened, her lips were pale, and her whole body was trembling slightly - touching her back was like touching a trembling kitten.

The Xuan Pao Nu pressed her back, closed her eyes without hesitation, and launched the strongest frontal healing method she could use.

[Gift Box of Quantum Dragon God: Six-sided Dice of Fate]

In the sea of ​​consciousness of the Xuanpao girl, something like a dice for playing mahjong began to roll, and various buffs emerged on different surfaces.

These include but are not limited to divine shields such as "My mother covers you shield", or "your opponent's mother blew up a bomb" and other causal artifacts against the enemy.

The latter cannot be used against intelligent creatures, but it is especially terrifying for those brainless monsters in matriarchal form. Back then, the Xuanpao girl sacrificed her luck for a whole year to shake out one, in order to deal with the deep sea giant monster mother of.

As a result, the deep-sea Leviathan next door exploded into fireworks...

Of course, that big guy is not a good thing either, sooner or later there will be a fight, and it is good to die early and be reborn sooner.

[Judging... the number of roll points is 1—a big failure!A friendly gift of refreshment, refreshment, cool oil~ let's go! 】

A palm-sized light blue translucent quantum dragon spirit phantom emerged in the sea of ​​consciousness, holding a bottle of refreshing oil one size larger than herself, cheerfully trying to wake up the lotus.

Then she was stopped by Xuan Pao Nu.

Although the split phantom of the Quantum Dragon God is not connected to the main body, so as not to accidentally blow up these job-changers into rotten watermelons with too much mental power, it is still a GM-level NPC, so it can be stopped wherever it is said .

The other party clenched the little dragon's claws, punched the girl in the black robe, and watched her turn into a shooting star in the sky of the sea of ​​consciousness.

But in the next moment, the girl in Xuanpao appeared in front of it again, her eyes turned cold, and she brazenly drew her sword in the sea of ​​consciousness!

A thick and simple sword full of mottled battle scars appeared in the air, and directly slashed at the phantom of the Quantum Dragon God - the fate dice next to it.

The six-sided dice was cut open on the spot, which can be described as clean and neat. The woman in the black robe kicked away the side with one point on Roll expressionlessly, and then turned over the six-pointed dice on the other side.

1 + = 6 7

The Q version of Quantum Dragon God Xu Ying stared blankly at the girl in Xuanpao. From the simplest addition point of view, there is no problem.

Mathematics is the truth of the universe.

So she threw away the cool oil bottle, happily took out a small salute from behind, and exploded the fireworks all over the sky. At the same time, she grabbed two cheerleading balls and waved them happily: [The number of Roll points is 7 points, it is miraculous Big success! 】

Thunderclouds gathered in the sea of ​​spirits, and deep purple lightning struck down, thick enough to be a bucket, directly enveloping the girl in Xuan Pao.

But she didn't care about such trivial things as being struck by lightning - how few were struck by lightning back then?

The Q-like Quantum Dragon God Phantom finished chopping like a routine, turned around and took out a super large gift box, buried half of her body in it and tossed about for a while, before finding the most suitable gift at present-it was a gift box bigger than herself. Also need a needle barrel that is two turns larger.

[Quantum Dragon God LV1 Gift Package]

She raised the big needle tube, turned around and stabbed it heavily on the soul light of the lotus flower, and the rainbow-like liquid inside was pushed forward by a scale of 600 millionth.

Massive soul power surged out!

After more than ten seconds, the girl in the black robe opened her eyes, raised her hand to cover her mouth and nose, and wiped the dark red from her mouth on her black robe with her backhand as if nothing had happened.

She showed a comforting smile to Lianhua: "Is it better?"

Lianhua looked at the silver-haired tyrant in black robes, her vision was so hazy that water was about to overflow, her cheeks were flushed, she grabbed the hem of her clothes, murmured 'Aya', and fell into a deep sleep in her arms.

Oh, the lotus is still the same, drunk with the power of the soul, it looks like it is superior...

In fact, during this period of time, Xuan Pao Nu has been busy unlocking the lottery module in the sea of ​​consciousness, wanting to find the possibility of curing the mother monster. After all, biotechnology is a method, and metaphysical card drawing is also a method.

However, Quantum Dragon God’s incompetent planning was not even given by the krypton gold system, so she could only continue to exceed expectations and force her body to evolve to carry more soul power. With a normal upgrade speed, she should not have the domineering strength of "I got up, punched in seconds" until this time next year.

There is a price to be paid for everything, and the price paid by the Xuanpao girl is to lose the fun of "weakness needs to use brains" and gradually become a reckless person.

Alas... This is just like having more money is not a panacea, and you will lose the troubles when you have no money. It is a very uncomfortable thing.

When Lianhua fell softly into the arms of the Xuanpao girl, a sudden car accident also caused the entire intersection to be blocked. The vehicles here are not too dense, but there are quite a few of them. After the passing cars came to a sudden stop, they all stared dumbfounded at the scene in front of them.

Some people frantically took out their mobile phones to take pictures, but when they raised the mobile phones in their hands, they found that the screen showed only darkness, and even the mobile phone signal to communicate with the outside world disappeared.

Phone is broken? !

Someone thought so and went to see the driving recorder, but Brother Qiang just drove the plane down to the altitude silently, and at the same time turned the instrument inside the plane to the maximum, shielding all possible modern photography equipment around.

Electronic Impulse Shielding - What electronic device doesn't have a chip these days?Unless someone present is lucky enough to have a traditional film camera in hand, don't even try to take back anything useful today.

After a moment of panic, the people present just watched the hot silver-haired woman in a black robe, throwing the people in the ambulance onto the rescue helicopter like throwing chickens.

What kind of first aid routine is this?Even the nurses and nurses were knocked down together, and then dragged to the first aid?Could it be that the confrontation between the navy's red deer and the army's horse manure has spread to such a point that it has even advanced to mutual harm between road rescue and air rescue? !

Wake up!You aviation soldiers have always been third-class people!Only Army Aviation and Hainan Airlines, this is the book, not Millikin!

Before boarding the helicopter, the girl in Xuan Pao looked back at the scattered wreckage, her eyes narrowed slightly.

This scent...

She walked over, swept away the wreckage of those vehicles, and found a medicine storage box in a mess of first aid equipment.

The box had been sunken due to the previous impact, and one of the four potions shattered, exuding a strange sweet fragrance. The girl in the black robe couldn't help but frowned deeply when she smelled this strange yet familiar smell. eyebrow.

This flavor is...chijella flower!

……

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Miss Bernice opened her eyes, and what she saw was a strangely shaped room.

There is no sign, and there are no extra appliances. The walls of the empty room are full of strange wedge-shaped protrusions-Miss Bernice knows these things, which are called sound-absorbing spikes.

She looked around, rubbed her wrists and looked at Mr. Clown in front of her: "This is the place you used to imprison me? An anechoic room?"

"Yes, it's here. I hope you like the environment here."

Their voices had no echo in the room at all, so weird that it could be called magic.

This kind of anechoic chamber is specially used for acoustic experiments. The sound-absorbing wedge is specially customized porous glass wool, and the sound absorption coefficient is greater than 0.99. The feeling of staying in it goes against people’s common sense. Whether it's talking or talking, it's like the ears are separated by a layer, and I feel that only I can hear it.

On the contrary, the subtle sounds of clothes rubbing against each other are extremely clear. If you stay for a little longer, you can even hear your own heartbeat and the sound of blood rushing in your blood vessels clearly.

Miss Bernice withdrew her gaze from looking at the room and nodded, "If that's the case, please go out and let me have a good rest."

Jessica next to her escaped, so Mr. Clown tore up his polite face to a certain extent, probably because he felt threatened—I am afraid that Jessica made some effective response to make him I want to get the remaining permission codes from myself as soon as possible.

The feeling of staying in this kind of room is no less than being thrown into a confinement room-if normal people do nothing, they will feel flustered after staying in it for a few hours. The time to destroy a spirit has been compressed from a few days of confinement in a secret room to half a day.

Mr. Clown's eyes flashed: "I hope that after a while, I can hear the permission code of the third stage, and I can say it from your mouth."

"Do I still have a choice?" Miss Bernice smiled calmly and gracefully.

If it wasn't for this bitch who vomited in the car before...

"...Yes." Mr. Clown bowed slightly when he heard the words, and made a gentlemanly salute: "I wish you a good rest. See you in an hour, respected Miss Bernice."

Looking at the back of Mr. Clown walking out, and the anechoic room that suddenly fell silent after the door was closed, the corner of Miss Bernice's mouth curved into a mocking arc.

Soon, the lights were also turned off, and the whole room was pitch black.

In this dark and deep environment, it was as if the whole person had been thrown into an abyss, falling down and down again and again, and all kinds of terrifying thoughts would constantly emerge from his mind.

Someone even did such an experiment in the past, put a person and an electric shock device in a completely airtight anechoic chamber, and see how long people who really can't find anything to do will try to shock themselves to relieve boredom.

The fastest record is less than 2 minutes...Anyway, the researchers said that this is not counted, the other party must have some kind of strange hobby, but they still recorded the experimental data, which made a bunch of users want to quote serious scientific research data Speechless.

Bernice lay down on the spot—actually, it didn't feel good to lie down like this, the back of her head couldn't reach the ground, so she put her arms behind her head as if she was looking up at the stars on the grass, closed her eyes and began to think The next thing to do.

"No matter who it is, if you can kill Mr. Clown, then I, Bernice Mellon, swear in the name of God, I will give you a huge thank you."

After trying to say a word, listening to the strange voice that disappeared in the room, the corner of Miss Bernice's mouth slightly raised a beautiful arc in the darkness.

Although it is not expected that the mercenaries outside will betray Mr. Clown because of such a sentence, the opportunity to knock nails cannot be missed.

In addition, Mr. Clown does not know one thing, she is a professional music player, she has already passed the stage of customized players, customized headphones, and customized cables, and she does not want to invite singers to sing live every time—mainly those people The singing skills are uneven, except for some powerful live singers, many of them were started with the help of million-level tuners.

So she settled for the next best thing and built her own quiet room to listen to music, even equipped with a ground defibrillator and a dedicated different power line.At present, hydropower is soft, thermal power is strong, and nuclear power is too punk. The sound of solar power supply is warmer, and tidal energy is colder. Wind power is the most desirable.

It's a pity that she usually stays in Manhattan Island, and the wind power listening room is far away in Texas - because the wind power projects in Millican are very biased, but North Carolina officially launched a wind power project for public utilities a while ago, with a great momentum .

As for the reason... Linkin Park is one, and the other is a singer named Kris Wu who made it to the top of the list. Miss Bernice is very interested. masterpiece.

Listening to the gentle singing with her invincible brain, Miss Bernice left Jessica only to find her own way through taste, which is actually the most difficult way to find. The other party may use various means to avoid the ubiquitous monitoring nowadays, even shielding the signal, creating a directional no-man's land that modern communication equipment cannot penetrate. After all, it only needs to cover one room.

But the smell is different. Even if this building has an internal fresh air system, they will definitely leave clues on the way they follow. Now she is worried about whether Jessica, that stupid guy, can understand her mean.

However, when Miss Bernice was thinking about these things, she suddenly smelled a very special sweet fragrance, lingering leisurely at the tip of her nose.

She couldn't help holding her breath, and after a few seconds, her eyes widened suddenly, this smell! NTZ-16!

A terrified look flickered in her eyes - damn it!He still has this kind of thing in his hand!

Whispers from hell, the legendary devil's flower...