Last Wish Become God System [Unlimited Stream]

The red light of the compound eyes finally moved slowly and moved out of the window.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Youshu quickly dragged him out of the shadows in the direction of the withered hand, and put one knee on the man's throat.

"Which side?" Yushu asked.

This person has no cat ears, so he should be just a commoner.It's just that he looks haggard and looks like a zombie.

He didn't answer, and grinned strangely.Youshu exerted force on his knees, causing him to gasp pitifully.

Jian Mingshu took a look at this man's skinny black and yellow skin, and felt a little unbearable.

"Forget it, it's very pitiful..." Chang Le persuaded.

Youshu glanced at him, and just about to speak, the man on the ground suddenly took the opportunity to break away from Youshu, and jumped directly at the nearest person.

Sitting some distance away from Youshu was Jian Mingshu.

This man was unshaven, with dim eyes, opened his mouth with all his strength, and with scattered teeth, he rushed straight to his face.

He was extremely fast, Jian Mingshu's heart was beating wildly, and he touched Sig Sauer in his pocket——

empty.

Jian Mingshu was taken aback, his front teeth were almost on his knees.

A muffled sound.

Wu Shuyang Bartlett's gun butt hit the man's forehead heavily.The man tilted his body, and immediately jumped on Jian Mingshu's instep like a mad dog, looking up to bite his calf.

"Is he crazy?!" Baomeng panicked, and she immediately picked up the Minigun, but the bullets from this gun scatter out in a swirl, and if she moves out rashly, it may affect the people around her.

Out of self-defense reaction, Jian Mingshu kicked him in the middle of the face completely subconsciously.Regardless of this person's care, he grasped Jian Mingshu's white ankle with both hands, and gnawed on the sole of his shoe.

He looked shriveled, but the sudden explosive force made Jian Mingshu almost crooked.

A silver rifle butt hit the man in the forehead, knocking him backwards.

There was a bang.

Cold blood splattered all over the ground.

You Shu held a gun in his hand and dealt with it decisively.His muzzle was still burning with gunpowder smoke.

The small space was filled with anger and coercion.

Jian Mingshu glanced at him, although his expression was as repulsive as ever, but he felt some nuances inexplicably——

Just now, this man's crazy behavior completely angered Wu Shuyang.

Wu Shuyang didn't say a word, but squinted at the dead man on the ground.Youshu took the opportunity to pull the man away.This person was as thin as a mummy, and he felt that he was about to fall apart in the next second.

Jian Mingshu was held by someone's shoulders, and he forcibly backed away to avoid the corpse.He felt that this posture was a bit strange, and he felt that he seemed to be the one being protected, and he felt a little uncomfortable.Not to mention, Wu Shuyang's hands on his shoulder were too heavy, and it hurt so much.

He subtly pulled his shoulders. The other party may have realized that the strength was too much, and his hand was much lighter, but he still didn't let go.

"My dear... I still think five or six-year-olds are cuter..." Chang Le whispered.

"You were cute when you were a child, but you are fierce when you grow up. What happened in the middle?" Baomeng seconded.

Wu Shuyang slightly opened Jian Mingshu's trousers, revealing a small section of white and moist ankle.Every line of his ankle is tight and high-spirited, extending upwards, evoking the imagination of the slender and healthy shape of the calf above the ankle.

Wu Shuyang carefully scanned every inch of skin with his eyes, carefully checking whether there were any wounds on his ankles.This action was inexplicably embarrassing, Jian Mingshu pulled down her trousers in a panic, without letting her see at all.

"Don't move." He glared at Wu Shuyang and said in a very low voice.

The other party really obediently stopped.

"Give me back the gun."

Wu Shuyang returned the gun obediently.

Jian Mingshu took back Sig Sauer: "No nonsense is allowed in the future."

Young Wu Shuyang pursed his thin lips and lowered his head, with a look of being wronged, he still nodded and agreed to Jian Mingshu.

"That's more or less the same." Jian Mingshu eased the pretended serious expression on his face, and flicked the other person's forehead lightly.Wu Shuyang frowned, his little head shook from being bounced.He blinked his long eyelashes, still maintaining an expression of admitting his mistake.

At half a young age, he's still pretty good.How come after you grow up completely, you can't make sense at all.

Everyone's attention was on the dead man, except for Youshu, almost no one noticed their small movements.

"Uncle Ming, look at the ground!" Chang Le exclaimed in a low voice.

The dead body fell on the ground, and thick blood flowed along the ground, forming most of the character "heel" at the end.

Jian Mingshu immediately brushed away the debris and dust on the ground.

Sure enough, there were grooves and notches on the ground, and because of this, the bloodstains gradually turned into handwriting.

There are five words on the ground: "keep up with the sweeper".

"Sweeper? Where is there a sweeper here?" Baomeng asked puzzled.

"On the contrary. There can be so many sweepers in blighted areas that you don't know which one to follow," said Youshu.

"Wait a moment!"

Chang Le suddenly moved closer to the line, and hastily swept away a cloud of dust.No, to be precise, this is two lines.The second line is two signatures:

"Ming Shu Shu&Counting Sheep and Sheep" is exactly the same as the prompt under the three pictures in front of the underground palace.

Everyone looked at each other.

"Uncle Ming, have you really been to this place?" Chang Le asked.

Jian Mingshu shook his head: "In my memory, there should be none."

"Then who is it that keeps reminding us?"

"Isn't the signature written, idiot." Bao Meng rolled his eyes at him.

"Whoever I sign is whoever says, then I am still a contemporary Einstein!"

Baomeng took a deep breath, and was about to rant, when Youshu hissed to stop the two of them from talking.

There was a beeping sound in the distance.

Alto la in C major, two beats per second.Jian Mingshu had heard this rhythm and tone before.

He searched it in his mind and recalled it instantly.

"It's a sweeper! It came out after the Area 63 cleanup," he whispered. "It's a Confederate."

No one had time to ask how he could tell.Everyone's eyes fell on the line of words on the ground in unison—following the sweeper.

"Who's in there?!"

Someone at the door shouted loudly.

No one answered, no one moved.

The person at the door took a few steps closer, and the guns on his body made a heavy clang, and it sounded like he was well equipped.

"Gal, for God's sake! Can you stop dancing on the rubble and come out and help?"

The man stood motionless at the door.

The man outside urged again: "Damn it! It's just what to eat, so huge—Gal! I'll just yell—"

"Oh my God, stop mumbling. Here we go!"

The equipment on the man's body rattled and turned around.

In the darkness, the silence lasted only a moment.

"Come on, let's follow."

"So do we really have to follow this prompt?" Chang Le asked, "What if there are ulterior motives?"

"It's too late for you to ask." Jian Mingshu glanced at him, "The fifth dimension, entering the underground palace, which decision didn't follow their prompts."

"more importantly."

He leaned down and estimated the distance with the siren of the sweeper: "Other than that, there is no other way, just try your luck."

Jian Mingshu casually raised his hand, signaling the people behind him to follow.

A group of people didn't go far, and the light from the exit was blocked by a row of human walls.

The headed one was tall and burly, holding a baseball bat horizontally in his hand.Most of these people's weapons are iron rods and wooden sticks, which seem to be behind an era.

Jian Mingshu looked at these seven or eight people one by one. Most of them were wearing hats. I don't know if they had supernatural powers in them, or, as You Shu said, they were wearing hats to pretend to be supernatural beings, bluffing.

"Do you understand the rules? Sweeper, it's your turn?"

"Do you understand the rules?" Baomeng picked up Minigang, "Mo Liu get out of the way! Otherwise, I will send you to the disco on the tip of the pyramid."

Jian Mingshu was taken aback when he heard that, Chang Le leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Big dance on a large grave."

"..."

The other party yelled: "Stinky girl, you don't go out to inquire. The sweeper in District 62 has already been paid by us."

"Half of them are children. If you talk to them, you can kill them." Another person said.

"You!" Baomeng's eyes widened, he gritted his teeth and immediately loaded the gun.

The beeping sound of the sweeping truck gradually faded away. If you don’t keep up with it, all the cars will really disappear, and you won’t be able to tell which one it is.

"Changle—"

"understand!"

Changle is a creator, he has more ways to deal with danger than Baomeng, and he is also three years older than Baomeng.Jian Mingshu exchanged glances with him, the two understood, Changle picked up the M4 and rushed out.

When he passed by the other party, someone grabbed his sleeve, Chang Le flicked it, and his left hand transformed into dozens of scalpels, threatening to light up.

"Alter!"

As soon as the man hesitated, Chang Le quickly left.Among the opponent's team, two people left first, and the remaining four or five, facing Jian Mingshu and his party, felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"I advise you to think clearly." Jian Mingshu said, he swept the opponent's weapon and hinted: You have no chance of winning.

"Look at your appearance." The dreadlocked follower taunted, "Later, don't say that brother bullied you——"

Before the man finished his harsh words, Wu Shuyang made a quick move and twisted his arm instead.The leader swung his big stick with an inch head, and the two groups of people fought in a melee.

Baomeng was afraid of accidental injury, and Minigang was completely useless, so he could only use his rounded arm to hit people.

Jian Mingshu dodged the left blow and quickly approached his target.Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he immediately strangled the opponent's throat, and while he was grasping with both hands, he restrained the opponent's hands again.

"Everyone is quiet." Jian Mingshu didn't speak loudly, but instantly controlled the chaotic scene.

"—Boss!"

Jian Mingshu's eyes were still calm and breathtaking, and his whole body remained calm, only a few strands of messy hair hanging from his eyebrows and eyes showed the commotion just now.

The silver Sig Sauer pressed against Bunny's forehead:

"We're in a hurry, get your people out of the way."

Bang, bang, bang, a series of gunshots cut off the words of Cun Tou directly.Opposite him, the other party's people fell all over the ground.Youshu held the gun in one hand, and there was no trace of out-of-control rage on his face, but surprisingly calm.

Jian Mingshu was taken aback when he saw this situation, he had already restrained the leader of the opponent, why did Youshu suddenly kill them all.Cun Tou took advantage of his slack, hit his elbow on his chest, and quickly ran towards the door.

Youshu shot a few shots in the back of the inch head. He ran so fast that he missed a single shot.

Inch escaped.When You Shu turned his face, he happened to meet Jian Ming's bewildered eyes.

"You don't understand this place."

Youshu glanced at him and retracted the gun.

"This place is different from what you imagined. If you leave room, the ones lying on the ground may be us."

He lowered his eyes, followed the chain around his neck, and pulled out a golden meteor metal decoration.He took off the little ornament and handed it to Jian Mingshu.

The workmanship of Meteor is extremely rough, and the edges are a little faded. On the back is a group photo of several rows of guards, and there is a line of small words at the bottom: Guards 03 Battalion 01038837.

"01038837, that was my former name."

Wu Shuyang glanced at Youshu vigilantly, fished out the trinkets from Jian Mingshu's hand, and threw them back to him in the air.

Youshu caught this commemorative star with one hand, he glanced at Wu Shuyang, and didn't insist anymore.

"Let's go, Changle is still waiting for us." He said.

Jian Mingshu looked back at the people on the ground and nodded.A few people set off again, and just after they left the gate, a piece of yellow talisman paper fluttered slightly against the wind.

He recognized the talisman paper: "Follow the mark left by Chang Le."

The ground was full of broken glass and small gravel, which creaked when stepped on.This time, Jian Mingshu did not have the grand finale, but instead walked at the forefront of the team, leading everyone forward.

"If my actions just now made you uncomfortable, I can apologize." Youshu's voice appeared behind him, "Be careful."

A group of people are crossing a collapsed pit.

"I have no right to judge others. After all, I'm just an outsider." Jian Mingshu replied in a low voice, "You don't need to be responsible to me either. Just have a clear conscience."

The mouse was silent for a few seconds.

"That mark, that's the badge I got when I was selected into the garrison." He said suddenly, and continued talking about the meteor badge.

"This badge, for a person who grew up in a slum, can be said to be an infinite glory. In my whole life, even in this rotten world, there is nothing worth talking about. One of them is this badge."

The mist covered the shape of the city, making it appear unusually quiet.Out of politeness, Jian Mingshu listened carefully.

"The first mission at the very beginning was very tragic... Among the brothers in a team, only one survived. Later I realized that it was not an actual mission at all, it was just... a checkpoint for human beings to select Alter test products."

"So, you don't need to sympathize or feel guilty. If they didn't want to imitate Creater to create enhanced people, they wouldn't be oppressed by Alter in reverse and become mermaids. If there were no transitional requests before, the resources of No.5 would not be It dries up quickly. Even if there is too much hostility between people, it is completely bankrupt of trust and deteriorating day by day to what it is now."

"All the evil in the world has traces to follow. So, don't worry too much about it."

Jian Mingshu looked at him without saying a word.

He is not a gamer, and he doesn't understand his past, nor does he understand the world divided by groups and camps.Even Yushu completely misunderstood his thoughts, not because of sympathy, nor because of guilt, he just felt that it was too hasty to deal with it like this.

But just as Yushu said, this place is different from his own world.At that time, at least, he was decisive.

Youshu looked at the gentle and quiet person beside him.

He once pierced his heart with a sharp knife, but at this moment, his eyes are extremely gentle.The silver-rimmed glasses made his eyebrows and eyes more exquisite. Through the lenses, one could even see the tranquil jade-like lake water in his eyes, which made people indulge.

He is a sharp long sword when he is out of the sheath, but he is usually a gentle magnolia. The two contradictions are perfectly blended in him. I don't know who can win his favor.

"What's your wife like?" Youshu asked suddenly.

"What a mess. Don't listen to children talking nonsense, I don't have a wife." Jian Mingshu replied in a low voice.

Following the reminder of the talisman paper, the beeping sound of the cleaning vehicle gradually became clearer.Judging from the direction, this sweeper should be parked at the corner on the right.

Jian Mingshu gestured backwards, motioning everyone to bend down, and he probed very quickly to see clearly the situation around the corner.

The sweeper was parked at the entrance of a huge cave, and a group of people were struggling to drag something from the car.

"Sure enough." Youshu glanced at it and deduced, "They are the black gloves of the Confederation, responsible for collecting out-of-control Alters, recycling and reusing them. That's why they have so many government goods, and they are all specially made for Alters. .”

"The Confederation's own Alter, it's fine if one of us recycles it, why do we need to sneak around?" Baomeng asked.

Youshu glanced at her, as if he wanted to reprimand him, endured it, and explained in a low voice: "If you were a supernatural being, would you support a leader who slaughtered supernatural beings and used them for experiments? ?”

Baomeng was speechless: "... Where are you, are you tired of living..."

"It's all because of him that I'm tired of living."

Youshu didn't want to talk about it anymore, but the meaning behind his words was clearly revealed.It sounds like he and the black cat have the same opinion. All the chaos and disorder stem from the racist confederation and the confederation's speaker Zicha.

From the recounting of the two, this person carried out a sweeping campaign against ordinary people, while secretly recovering his people of supernatural beings in private.

"Hey! You! Come here, give me a hand!"

"Me?"

"Yes, please, hurry up! Why are you all chattering?"

Jian Mingshu probed again and took a look.

Chang Le, who was dressed in a heavy rocking style, was stopped. He grabbed Sha Matt's purple-streaked hair, and his figure and steps seemed to be ignorant.

A huge arthropod was hung on the upper half of the cargo box of the sweeper. It only exposed the lower half of its abdominal cavity and a few pairs of hind legs, and it was frozen stiff.With Chang Le's joining, several people worked together to drag down the entire giant insect.

Three surrounded red compound eyes, a giant pincer upper limb, after seeing clearly the characteristics of this giant insect, Chang Le's side face instantly turned pale.

Not only Changle, Jian Mingshu also recognized the giant worm.

It's the one outside the abandoned mall.

"Has the minecart come?"

"It's almost time."

"Hey, tell me, it would be great if we took this mine cart and went straight to Area 02, and went to the capital of the Confederacy. These bugs are happier than us, and we can see the metropolis—"

Jian Mingshu's body leaned forward significantly, and he heard a word that interested him very much: Area 02.

The author has something to say: Counting sheep and sheep: Only I can touch Uncle Ming’s ankle, and neither can the other

Uncle Ming: ……… I didn’t touch it (speechless)