Dressed as Meow, Grandpa becomes Goldfinger

Whether it's the buildings, the sky, the messy ground, or Zuo Tianlang and Jiang Miao who are in between.

They are all the same as the wall, twisted into weird shapes, and slowly blended into a mixture of dots, lines, and color blocks.

It seems that everything in front of me is not the real world, but an abstract dark style painting.

"Pfft" sound.

Something unseen broke.

Jiang Miao, who knocked against the wall until it was twisted and deformed, suddenly found that the wall blocking it was gone.

The next moment, the little head bumped into something hard, and the chubby little body used the head as a fulcrum, following the inertia, and flipped upside down.

With a "snap", it stuck to the wall.

Jiang Miao, who was bumped into a mess, slid down against the wall like Zhang Miao.

With a sound of "Duo", the little head of the melon seeds hit the ground and suffered a second injury.

Jiang Miao, who was completely stunned, thought in a daze.

It's so noisy, why is it so noisy all of a sudden?

Until the familiar big hand carefully picked up Jiang Miao, who was upside down against the wall, and held it in the palm of his hand for careful inspection.

Jiang Miao came back to his senses from the bewilderment, and doubts arose belatedly.

Since when did the human voice disappear?

into a corner?Abnormal appearance?The big left bastard is coming?

When did it disappear?

Why doesn't Grandpa have any impression?

It was confirmed that Jiang Miao had only a swollen lump on his head and no other injuries.

While Zuo Tianlang breathed a sigh of relief, there was also a heavy boulder in his heart.

Like Mi Ao, he woke up suddenly when the world was distorted and shattered, and the mysterious power that blinded his mind disappeared.

They are located near the entrance and exit of the base, where people come and go and the traffic is huge.

Even if Mi Ao specially found a hidden corner where there was no one for the time being to pee, the noise they made should have attracted the survivors and the defense team who were not too far away.

Unlike Mi Ao, Zuo Tianlang clearly knew the reason.

Enchantment.

That man, without him and Mi Ao noticing, used an enchantment-like ability to isolate the three of them in the enchantment.

The ground and buildings that were severely damaged by the battle are still intact at this time, which is the best evidence.

[ah!Hello big bastard left! ]

The milk meowing with joyful emotions pulled Zuo Tianlang back from his heavy thoughts.

He looked at the ball of hair ball in his hand with complicated eyes, not knowing what to say.

Blame it for not listening to dissuasion and trading with that dangerous man?

Or thank it for its perseverance?

The experience of sharing life and death makes the contract between them closer, even if they still can't talk and communicate like people.

But they have been able to understand a lot of thoughts contained in each other's emotions.

Very mysterious feeling.

The complicated and unspeakable emotions finally turned into a sigh.

Zuo Tianlang rubbed Jiang Miao's little head, and put it back in his pocket.

At the same time, Area A of the Zhongdu Survival Base.

A medium-sized man wearing a round hat, suspenders, cropped trousers, white shirt, and small leather shoes appeared abruptly on the main road.

Strangely, among the survivors who came and went, none of them were surprised by his sudden appearance.

The man patted the non-existent dust on the clothes, humming a weird tune "Yohaha~".

He hops and jumps as he walks, sometimes turning in circles or bowing to survivors as he walks by.

The man's speed doesn't seem fast, and his steps are not big. However, every time he takes a step, he will appear tens of meters away.

It was as if the road under his feet was shortened the moment he stepped on it.

The recognized number one force in Area A, Nine Heavens.

The headquarters is located in the core of District A, and it is a Chinese-style mansion covering a vast area.

On both sides of the main entrance of the double-open mansion guarded by stone lions, there is a guard with live ammunition standing guard on each side. None of the passers-by in front of the gate dares to approach easily.

The man came to the door without anyone else, and circled around the two guards.

He also used the polished barrel of the rifle in the guard's hand to tidy up the broken hair on his forehead, which was close to the body of the guard.

The guards who shouldered the responsibility turned a blind eye to him and allowed him to act presumptuously in front of the door.

As if he thought it was too boring to tease the two unresponsive guards, the man shrugged, held his cap, and took a step forward.

In the next second, he had already appeared in a spacious study room.

The study room is bright, and there are many books on the shelves.

The heels of the small leather shoes beat rhythmically on the wooden floor, as if someone was hitting a drum beat with a drum hammer.

The man walked past the bookshelves one by one, and finally picked out a masterpiece in the original language of the Middle Ages.

He walked to the large writing desk, sat on the leather chair, and rested his straight legs on the desk.

Relaxed and freehand, as if this is his study.

After an unknown amount of time, there were rhythmic footsteps in the corridor.

The footsteps stopped at the door of the study, and the door was gently pushed open.

"who?!"

Long Yangzheng didn't expect that there would be more people in his study quietly.

He didn't have time to think, whether there was a traitor around him, or the guards were negligent on duty.

Dozens of wind blades condensed out of thin air, up and down, left and right, surrounding the man without leaving any dead ends.

Long Yang is the leading sixth-level peak powerhouse in the last days, with both wind and speed awakened.

But among the powerhouses at the same level, what is most commendable about him is his unparalleled control over his own abilities.

Long Yangzheng can use the least power consumption and the most precise strike to crush his enemies.

As a strong man, Long Yangzheng has the conceit of a strong man.

Especially at the moment when it is obvious that they have the upper hand, they should be more confident.

The fact is otherwise.

It was only because he turned against customers that the man occupying his office desk and chair had a terrifying aura that suddenly erupted from him, which put him under too much pressure.

His oppressed soul trembled.

"Snapped"

The thick original document was closed by the man.

With the sound of closing the book, many suspended wind blades shattered at the same time, and the scattered cyclones stirred a few strands of the man's hair.

Gentle as a sympathizer's caress, not half as sharp and sharp as a wind blade should be.

Long Yang's face was pale, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

With a snap of his fingers, the sprayed blood mist bloomed into a meandering manjushahua in the air.

The man raised his face that seemed to be wearing a clown mask, and said like a stage performance.

"My dear master, let's make a deal~~"

The same thing is quietly going on in the other two super survival bases in Huaguo.

Those who were selected were all big figures who stomped their feet in the base, and the entire survival base and even Huaguo would be shaken three times.

Without exception, they made deals with men, and each paid a price unknown to outsiders.

The harvest is a beautiful glass bottle and a piece of news that can shake the wind and clouds.

Three days later, the first seventh-level mutant appeared in Huaguo, Zhongdu Survival Base, the captain of the Nine Heavens Team, Long Yangzheng!

Immediately afterwards, good news came out from the other two super survival bases, officially sounding the clarion call for the arrival of the era of advanced mutants.

When everyone was shocked by the news that swept across the country like a storm, each of the three major bases had an elite unit secretly go to the martial arts survival base to perform tasks.

(To be continued)

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