Slag attack classification system

Zhao Zhenhe hugged his weak 'Tang Zhi' and ran for a long time. They finally stopped at the corner of the snow field outside the garage door of the villa. Zhao Zhenhe looked around to make sure there was no one else before putting Tang Zhi on the ground.

Tang Zhi was still coughing non-stop, his shoulders kept shaking with the coughing, his face was as pale as the snow on the ground.

"You're not Tang Zhi..." Zhao Zhenhe grabbed the shoulder of the person in front of him, "Where is Tang Zhi..."

'Tang Zhi' raised his eyes, and looked at Zhao Zhenhe with cool eyes, "Zhenhe, what are you talking about, I am Tang Zhi... I am... cough cough cough"

Zhao Zhenhe was stunned for a moment, almost confused by the person in front of him, but... why did it know his name was Zhenhe?

Zhao Zhenhe slightly loosened the strength in his hand, "When did we meet for the first time?"

Tang Zhi twitched his long eyelashes a few times, and replied, "National Table Tennis Training Ground, you were playing table tennis with Wang Junlang at that time."

Zhao Zhenhe frowned slightly, "During the second world, what did we do together?"

"Watch the fireworks..." After saying this, Tang Zhi's eyes were fixed on Zhao Zhenhe's lips, "The grand fireworks are so beautiful..."

The doubts in Zhao Zhenhe's heart became more and more intense. Why does this person know everything, just like the real Tang Zhi...

"Snapped--"

Zhao Zhenhe's head was hit by a heavy object, and there was a violent shock. He didn't cry out, but immediately stood up and grabbed 'Tang Zhi' who was holding a spade in his hand, and subdued him to the snow, 'Tang Zhi' A fierce gaze burst out from his eyes, which kept shaking, and his strength was so great that he didn't look weak like just now.

Fortunately, the body of 'Tang Zhi' belonged to a girl, and was finally suppressed by Zhao Zhenhe. The blood flowed down Zhao Zhenhe's forehead and fell drop by drop on the snow.

Now, he can be [-]% sure... the person in front of him is definitely not Tang Zhi!

Zhao Zhenhe picked up the shovel on the ground and pressed it against the neck of the man in front of him, "Where is Tang Zhi? Where did you get him?"

"What's wrong with you, Zhenhe, I'm Tang Zhi... Don't you remember, in the first world, I went to negotiate with people from country H for you, and in the second world, I put You take it back to the Tang mansion..."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Blood kept falling from the wound on Zhao Zhenhe's forehead, his lips gradually turned pale, "Tell me, where is Tang Zhi?"

For the first time, Zhao Zhenhe's gentle eyes flashed a decisive gaze. Anyone who looked at it would be terrified. The shovel in his hand was facing the head of the person in front of him, trembling constantly. If this thing doesn't speak again, he will...

"What's so good about Tang Zhi?" The man under Zhao Zhenhe began to let out a series of sharp screams, it stretched out its hand and peeled off its own face, and the bloody face inside began to change continuously, turning into Li Yun'er in a short while, For a while, he became Zhang Xin, and for a while he became the man who died tragically a few days ago...

"Hahahaha, what can you give for him?" It made a strange voice, the voice seemed to be uttered by more than a dozen people in unison, including the voices of men, women and children, "What can you give for. ..”

The eyes of this thing were full of hatred, and its body was trembling non-stop. After watching these bloody changes, Zhao Zhenhe almost vomited directly on the face of the monster, but he still pointed his shovel firmly at the side of the thing. head.

It stretched out its tongue from its mouth, and it became longer and longer, swaying in mid-air, attacking the blood on Zhao Zhenhe's forehead like a snake——

Zhao Zhenhe raised the sharp weapon in his hand, dropped the shovel, firmly nailed its long tongue to the snow, and thrust it hard, the green blood burst.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...

"I don't care what you are, if you procrastinate any longer, your head will be the next one to stab in." Zhao Zhenhe's serious expression showed that he didn't intend to lie at all. "I know you can't kill me." This thing definitely can't hit him directly. If it could kill him, he should have died when he was sleeping last night.

Zhao Zhenhe is gambling.

He lowered his head and approached the monster under him little by little, trying to read the answer from the bloody flesh of the thing.

"Okay, let me tell you—" The monster kept trembling, it was obviously scared, "He...he is in your bedroom, but—" The monster's bloody face began to emit weird laughter again , rolling his eyes, "If you don't look for him, he will die—hahaha..."

The second he heard the answer, Zhao Zhenhe raised the shovel on the snow and slapped it directly on the monster's head. Before the thing could scream, it turned into a stream of blood and disappeared out of thin air on the snow. In addition, the monster's body and blood disappeared completely, as if it had never existed.

Zhao Zhenhe clenched his palms tightly, and ran towards the main entrance of the villa. He guessed right, the weak point of this thing is indeed the head, but this is not important, the important thing is——

Tang Zhi...

He ran outside the gate of the villa, and the maids stood in front of the door, looking at him coldly, apparently before letting them leave, Zhao Zhenhe clenched his fists, picked up a shovel and rushed into the door tentatively Go, the group of maids were obviously enraged, and they stretched out their hands to grab his neck, two maids clamped Zhao Zhenhe's back from behind, and one maid tightly strangled his neck...

There was a suffocating sound from Zhao Zhenhe's neck, his face was flushed, and his mind was full of what the monster said just now—"If you don't go to him, he will die—hahaha..."

Zhao Zhenhe raised the shovel in his hand, swung it hard, and smashed the head of the maid in front of him with a "crack", she immediately turned into a puff of green smoke and flew away, Zhao Zhenhe took the opportunity to break free and ran inside, the remaining maid let out an angry roar He picked up the shovel leaning on the door and chased inside——

"Boom!"

Zhao Zhenhe used the fastest speed in his life to almost fly up to the second floor. As soon as he entered the room, he immediately locked it. His eyes scanned the room anxiously, where is Tang Zhi...

He opened the cabinets, even opened the drawers, damn, where the hell...

The maid outside the door dragged the shovel on the ground, rushed in from room to room to check, and the sound of footsteps gradually approached——

Zhao Zhenhe's brain was running fast in a panic, and his eyes locked on the biggest object in the whole room - the bed, could it be...

Zhao Zhenhe knelt on the ground, put his hands on the big bed, and desperately pushed it upwards... The bed was unreasonably heavy, and the footsteps of the maids could already be heard outside the door. After they found out that the room was locked, they began to stop Body banging on the door...

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Just when the door was knocked open, Zhao Zhenhe lifted the bed, and the bed happened to block between him and the maids. The maids waved their shovels and knocked on the bed emotionlessly... Fortunately, they are not intelligent, knowing that can go around...

Tang Zhi was lying on the ground with a strange charm stuck on his face. The pattern on it was exactly the same as the pattern on the neck of the monk in the temple last time. Zhao Zhenhe took advantage of the maids being dragged to hold Tang Zhi in his arms and tore it apart. The spell on his face—

Tang Zhi woke up from the endless dream, and saw Zhao Zhenhe whose head was covered in blood in front of him. He understood what happened almost instantly, and got up from the ground staggeringly.

Zhao Zhenhe seemed to have reached his limit, his head was swollen, and he held Tang Zhi's arm tightly, for fear that he would have any accidents.

At this moment, the big bed was pried open by the maids, and fell to the ground with a "boom", and they raised the shovels in their hands and swung them towards them.

Tang Zhi pulled Zhao Zhenhe, who was about to faint, to avoid the attack, the shovel hit the floor-to-ceiling window, and the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window was shattered and fell down in a large area.

Tang Zhi stepped back, looked at the mutated muscular arms of the three maids and the huge shovels in their hands, and then glanced at the empty French windows behind him.

Zhao Zhenhe opened his mouth, as if to say something, he was too weak, his voice was hoarse in his throat.

The maids screamed sharply, and the three raised their shovels at the same time—at the same moment, Tang Zhi hugged Zhao Zhenhe in his arms, and jumped off the second floor lying on his back, and the two of them fell into the snow on top of each other , "Swipe and pull" splashed countless snow.

Seeing that they had left the villa, the maids on the second floor put down their shovels and left without violating the rules of the nightmare world.

Zhao Zhenhe was lying in Tang Zhi's arms, and gradually escaped from the coma due to the huge shock, his first reaction was to fall from Tang Zhi's body, and he pulled Tang Zhi's body up, "Tang Zhi, are you okay. .." While speaking, blood was still dripping from his forehead.

Tang Zhi looked a little angry, "Zhao Zhenhe, you are sick, why are you doing this for me, you don't want to die..."

Compared to Tang Zhi's emotional state, Zhao Zhenhe looked very calm, "Don't get excited...it's okay, it's okay, we're all fine now..." He hugged Tang Zhi who was on the snow, and patted His back, "It's okay..."

Tang Zhi is still just a child, Zhao Zhenhe frowned, he shouldn't have to go through this... If there is a choice, he would rather be locked under the bed by himself...

If something happens to Tang Zhi, what should he do...

It was the first time for Zhao Zhenhe to experience this kind of fluctuating emotion. At first it was the great fear of losing, and now it was the great joy of regaining the loss. Fortunately... Fortunately, he is fine...

Tang Zhi's trembling body gradually calmed down, he hugged Zhao Zhenhe instead, "Why did you save me?"

Zhao Zhenhe: "Because I know that if I were the one trapped under the bed, you would be so ruthless."

Tang Zhi was stunned for a moment, and finally sighed, holding up Zhao Zhenhe's stupefied face, and planted an unknown, hot kiss heavily on his bloody forehead.

"Zhao Zhenhe, you are finished, don't even try to escape from me in this life."