The Lone Wolf of Tomorrow's Ark

Phoenix's kick was not light, which caused the opponent's body that had just gotten up to fall down again, and this time, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get up again.

"Goo...you...you..."

The body was trampled, and the lungs were almost unable to breathe under the pressure of this force. Even if the rhetorician wanted to question, he had no choice but Phoenix looked at the other party silently, and then asked:

"Your other cadres in Shenchi are there, hurry up and hold a meeting."

"I...I..." (I said, I said)

Being stepped on by the other party, feeling the weight on his back that almost crushed him to death, no matter how unwilling an eloquent is, he has no choice but to give up in this situation.

However, before he finished speaking, Phoenix directly opened his mouth and gave him a definition:

"Hey, don't say it, right? You have a lot of backbone, so I won't be polite. I will crush the bones of your limbs little by little until you say so."

"I... said... you..." (I said, you lift your feet first)

"Hey, you still want to scold me, don't you? You're quite a man, so I won't be too polite."

Seeing Phoenix's raised foot and his extremely terrifying smile, the orator regretted it. If he had known this, he would never have taken up this task of dealing with traitors!

"Rao..."

"It's too late to beg for mercy now! Let's take it, this Lai Lai is the last Thomson ripple water splash for Outcast!!"

"what!!!!"

Chapter 820 The Eighth Dirty Bomb Strikes

"Oh, it seems that this place is more lively than we imagined."

In the seventeenth district, on the outskirts of the square, on a street that was not covered by dense fog, there were two uninvited guests from the deep pool, who were watching the sudden dense fog.

It's Mandela and Ahmani.

However, these two people are now doing something that is completely out of step with Shenchi cadres. I saw that they each held a classic Victorian snack in their hands-fried scales with French fries. The girlfriends in the movie theater watched this 'drama' silently.

Even though Mandela and Ahmani heard the screams and howls in the dense fog, and saw a few panicked civilians running out of the fog from time to time, they remained unmoved and even ate more. Fragrant.

At this time, Ahmoni couldn't help but glanced at Mandela, and asked with some surprise:

"Why don't you go in and do a favor? The old relationship is so clean?"

"Nonsense, I don't have anything to miss about Shenchi. Your existence is nothing more than speeding up the process of saving money. In addition, I have already paid back the kindness of taking in for the time being through part-time jobs. I am still here just because You guys are just entrusted."

"Tsk tsk, it hurts me to call me 'you bastard', Mandela, you've changed in just a few seconds."

"...If you dare to talk to me like this again, you'd better pray that the house on the side of the road won't suddenly fall on top of you."

When he said this, Mandela looked at the faint brown gleam in Ahmani's eyes, and Ahmani, a sorcerer, could clearly feel that the surrounding houses are now covered by Mandela. Pulling it under control, as long as the other party is willing, they can easily create a large earthquake ruin on the spot.

Thinking of this, Ahmoni shook her head boredly, and said:

"Oh, well, well, it's really ridiculous. Besides, talent is really enviable."

It is said that there are no rubbish Originium skills, only rubbish warlocks, but in fact, this is just talk.

In fact, fundamentally, there is a distinction between high and low origin stone skills. For example, there are two people, one is a body-enhanced origin stone skill, and the other is a flame-type origin stone skill.

Perhaps the former has worked hard for many years to reach the point of destroying a house with a single punch, but the latter can easily burn a large area of ​​​​the street to ashes.

In the final analysis, if there is no such thing as talent, then Originium skills are unfair, let alone those with strong Originium skills and good talents.

Mandela is such a guy, talented, capable, and has a dream (topple the goddess).

Rock, this is the origin stone skill that Mandela possesses, which allows her to freely manipulate things related to rock. It is of the same origin as mudstone, but it is fundamentally different.

Muyan's origin stone skill is not only due to her, but more, it comes from her own blood, the Warcraft that belongs to the earth, the blood of Bechymos, which belongs to the purest power of the earth, and Muyan, It also has absolute control over this power.

It can be said that if Muyan can fully grasp the power that belongs to the bloodline, then she is the master of the earth.

And Mandela, compared to the absolute dominance of mudstone, she is more like a partial science, only has dominion over rocks and dust, but if she wants to directly control the earth, it is probably impossible.

If you insist on a metaphor, judging by the standards of Pokémon, if Mandela is the "desert tyrant" Bangira, then Mudstone is the level of the mythical beast Gulardo. This is a gap in absolute power, which cannot The measured kind.

Having said that, why are you talking about the Ark of Tomorrow, and you can still persecute Gulardo because it can't fly? ! (The second stage of Mandela can fly, or in other words, levitate, and the stone statue she made can also fly, but it is very weak, and it is not hard to make of mudstone at all, so...)

Mandela can't be compared with Mudstone. On the other hand, if compared with Ahmoni, Mandela is very strong. The origin stone skill of manipulating rocks can make her have destructive power in the city that ordinary people can't match.

This also means that everything that is made of rock in the city, including cement or stone houses, stone statues, paving cobblestones or stone bricks, etc., are all weapons that Mandela can use, unless it is in At sea, otherwise Mandela basically has a proper site advantage.

This is also what Ahmoni is more envious of, but she is not a person who knows how to get into a dead end. After glancing at Mandela, she let go of the little jealousy in her heart and looked up at the thick fog. asked curiously:

"Speaking of which, the origin stone skill of making thick fog, I hope I won't confront this kind of person in the future, I don't like troublesome things very much, let's go Mandela, let the eloquent handle this damn place by himself, Let's pretend we didn't see it."

"Oh, by the way, yesterday's supporters were all arrested, so you didn't react at all?"

The resources and contacts of those Tara people at the banquet last night can be said to be what Shenchi needs most at this stage, and in order to win over these people, Ahmoni also spent a little effort to get Package the image of Mandela and herself in the eyes of this group of people.

But now, with a 'snap', it's all gone. All the efforts I made before are all in vain. If she loses, how angry will she be?

As for Ahmoni, her complexion was as usual, as if all the efforts she had made to package the so-called 'image' were fake. Mandela looked a little startled, what kind of city must be in her heart to be like this? .

However, after hearing Mandela's words, Ahmoni suddenly glanced at Mandela, and then showed a ferocious expression as if she was about to kill someone, and said coldly:

"Reaction? Of course there is. I'm really angry now, the kind that wants to kill people. Even a group of meat beasts will use their bodies to provide rich protein to the eaters after death. And these, Immediately caught, arrested, scattered, ah, so angry, wanting to kill..."

To be honest, at the beginning, Mandela was really taken aback by the other party's performance. After all, in Mandela's mind, Ahmani was the kind of fox with high IQ who could not show emotions. Proper acting school, logically speaking, it is impossible to have such intense emotional fluctuations.

And when she heard her perfunctory tone at the end and saw her expression that suddenly became extremely lazy, Mandela understood that this guy was playing with her again.

"Is acting fun?"

"Of course, I am an acting school. You know, my original dream was to become the most famous opera singer in Victoria!"

"Well, let me analyze how much truth you said just now... Except for the first sentence, it's all false."

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore, let's walk away, let's stay away from here, so as not to be seen and reported by them as dereliction of duty."

"Oh, by the way, when will the book be given to me?"

"Oh, urging, urging, you have been urging more than 30 times this morning, what's the rush, I will give it to you after the commission is over, really."

..............................

Outside the thick fog, Mandela and Ahmani fished with pay.

Inside the thick fog, the battle was coming to an end, and the soldiers in the deep pool who were shrouded in it were basically killed by the 'Kingslayer Hairball', even if there were a few fish that slipped through the net, they basically started running around.

Perhaps there are many of them who are trying to inform them, but there is no doubt that it is true that these people are scared out of their wits.

And after seeing this group of people running so swiftly, Phoenix, who had already used five kinds of torture on the eloquent and obtained a lot of information, knew that the fun was over and it was time to get down to business.

Immediately, he completely froze the hardly human-looking rhetorician into an ice sculpture, and after giving him a good time, Phoenix stood up and shouted into the dense fog:

"Furball! It's done! We should go back!"

"Oh."

During the transforming period, the fur ball can speak normally, but it may be too lazy. Even if it can speak, it just likes to respond in the simplest way, such as one word 'oh', 'um', "Ah" and the like, Phoenix doesn't mind anyway, as long as it understands what it means.

When Fuqiu was looking for Saoirse, Phoenix turned his head and looked at Rafshini. After all, he just mercilessly used unimaginable punishment on her subordinates, in case the other party has any psychological problems because of it. , wouldn't that be a bit of a loss.

However, to Phoenix's surprise, she didn't seem to see Rafshini at all.

I saw that she had withdrawn her hand holding the corner of Phoenix's clothes, tightly covered her ears, lowered her head, and stared fixedly at the ground, as if she was quite sensible. She doesn't look cute.

Seeing this scene, Phoenix was a little amused by the other party's appearance, then he touched the other party's head and said:

"Okay, it's over, we can go."

"Ah."

There was no resistance, and the agreement was very straightforward. Phoenix understood that Raphshini had begun to have a special sense of dependence on her, which also made him feel a little guilty in his heart. He wanted to explain, but it seemed... There is nothing to explain...

I have nothing to say, I can only shut up and do things obediently. Maoqiu also brought Saoirse back at this time, and after meeting, Saoirse knelt down directly at Phoenix, and said respectfully :

"Thank you very much for your help. Well, can you tell me why you helped me, an ordinary woman? I... really don't have anything I can give in return..."

When he said the last sentence, Phoenix could hear the fear and concern in the other party's tone. This is really thinking about what he needs to pay, not like that kind of brainless hob meat, asking for money is not terrible A rogue.

It has to be said that the actions of a smart person like Saoirse can indeed win the favor of strangers for herself, at least she did get the initial favor of Phoenix.

However, now is not the time to chat, Phoenix directly helped him up, and then, while putting the hair ball that turned back into the main body on his head, he said:

"Don't be nervous, Ms. Saoirse, we are entrusted by Little Jane to rescue you, let's go now, we will take you to a safe place to hide for a while...Damn..."

Before Phoenix could finish his words, he immediately felt a small sense of crisis, which also made him subconsciously look up and look at the place that made him feel a little bit of crisis, and then he saw a falling from the sky... shells.

"Heh... so decisive to start using dirty bombs, Hamilton, you are really not afraid of death."

Phoenix didn't feel any panic. The main reason was naturally that the impact of the shell was neither near the square where they were nor the Rhode Island office, so he naturally had nothing to worry about.

However, since the other party dared to use the pre-prepared origin stone dirty bombs, there must be a lot of follow-ups. In order to prevent the office from being affected, Phoenix took the fur ball down again and said to it:

"Become me, then take Saoirse to the office, protect everyone, and then three chocolate cake rolls afterwards."

"call……"

Fuqiu is actually not very happy with Phoenix's continuous labor commissions, but Phoenix has given it a condition that it cannot refuse, so it can only absorb energy silently, transform itself, and act as a tool man.

Saoirse is very smart. Although she is surprised and a little scared that a furry creature can become a human, she understands what she should do now, that is, don't ask anything, just follow the instructions obediently.

Therefore, like a lifeless cargo, she was put on the furball truck and began to be transported to the office in a hurry.

After watching the hairball leave, Phoenix looked at Raphshine who was still holding on to the corner of his clothes, and asked helplessly:

"Can you lie on my back? I want to save some civilians, of course, only a few innocent people, such as children or something."

"okay."

Lavshini didn't refuse, or rather, she didn't seem to have any thoughts of rejecting Phoenix now, but after nodding in response, she obediently climbed onto Phoenix's back, put her arms around her neck, her legs around her waist, and put Hold yourself firmly.

"Uh...you don't need to hug her so tightly, my waist is so uncomfortable being strangled by you."

"... so thin... thinner than me... um..."

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Discussion: What do you think of the 'Eggplant' (imitator) in Plants vs. Zombies?

In the Fang Zhouwen who transformed into an eggplant, the protagonist can imitate other people's appearance and abilities at will, but no matter the appearance, weapons or spells are black and white. Right to use!Would such a theme be fun?

Chapter 820 IX Universal Tool Pet, Fur Ball