clown game

Chapter 411 Game ([-])

There was a strong wind, and the sound of blows was deafening.

In a fairly spacious open space, a tall man flew upside down, slammed into a container beside him, and sank into it.

In the smoke and dust not far away, a large and unreasonable figure walked out.

"I don't understand why you guys hate the Foundation so much." Abraham stood in the center of the field, with several drones suspended behind him, and an iron plate on his chest was opened, releasing light blue if Have a solid defensive stance.

"I'm too lazy to explain to you," said the alcoholic, climbing down from the container with difficulty.

Abraham almost ignored the other party, and continued: "I checked your file, and it was just a drunk worker who had an industrial accident because of getting drunk during work, and was fired in the end. A person like you is almost nothing to this world. meaningless."

"boom!!!"

It was this sound again, before the alcoholic could finish Abraham's words, he slammed into it again. The moment his shoulders touched the defensive stance, a circle of ripples in the air instantly shook away, and the impacted wind formed a weak dragon Roll, blow some surrounding small objects to the wall.
"You can't open this position. My reactor can last until next year under an attack of this intensity, so why don't we talk, and when everyone else is over, you can still maintain a better image. Enter Your containment cell," Abraham continued.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The drunkard didn't speak, or maybe it was because of the noise that he couldn't hear Abraham's ramblings clearly. His fists were still hitting the protective cover like a storm. His cuffs had long since been shattered, and his clothes rattled in the gust of wind.

"Hey" Abraham sighed helplessly, and the drone behind him started to attack again, and the electric shock ammunition poured towards the alcoholic.

In this operation, Abraham is equipped with a set of body models that are mainly responsible for defense. After all, Noel has said that this group of people will be very troublesome, so protection and support are what he should do most. With the body of the attack model, it really couldn't be used. A burst bomb passed by, and no one in several corridors ran away.

But it seems that the opponent has known this for a long time, so their goal from the beginning was very clear, that is to separate themselves from their teammates, and they did it.

This blond man has unreasonable strength. His equipment weighs nearly 5 tons, and he has to use a booster to move himself, but the opponent knocked him down the moment he met him. Pushing and kicking him so far that he had to open up his defensive stance in order to slowly get up.However, during this period of time, his teammates had been dispersed by the rest of the people, leaving only this man in front of him.

It seems that the intention of this group of people is to disperse their combat power and defeat them one by one. It is simply wishful thinking. Let alone others, it is almost impossible for them to be defeated again under the protection of the force field.

At the same time, Abraham also opened up a bigger defensive position on the outside of his body, because he was afraid that this person would bring him here, then turn around and run to support other places. Everyone knows that his moving speed is slow no.

So, now this place has become a cage, one beating someone and the other being beaten, but... it seems that the side that was beaten has the upper hand.

In another place far away in the base, in a narrow and unoccupied corridor, a few sparks were shot out of thin air from time to time.

There is no one here, but there is wind, sound, imperceptible fluctuations in the air, and knife marks appearing on the wall one after another. If anyone walks into the open space in front of him without paying attention at this time, he will definitely be cut in an instant into pieces.

In the constant sound of metal clashing.

"呲la"

There was an incongruous sound of cloth ripping.

Then two figures appeared in the corridor in an instant, the sound stopped, and the wind dissipated.

Qingniao lowered her head and looked suspiciously at the corner of her clothes, there was a shallow knife mark torn there, but it was just the corner of the clothes, she herself was not hurt at all, but what she cared about was not these, but being A piece of headphone cable was torn at the same time.
Qingniao seemed to be a little irritable. She frowned and took off the earphones. She still didn't give up and smashed the ports together. Then she reluctantly took out a cute little mp3 in her pocket and plugged it in. The earphones were pulled out and dropped to the ground.

"You people are really annoying." She said, revealing the rebelliousness that unscrupulous girls in this age group often have: "Why do you always add trouble, obviously you just need to accept it. Adults are like this, always changing things Very troublesome."

Song Xuan didn't speak, but just looked at the girl in front of her blankly, and there were already several scratches on her body, some of which were still in the important positions of the blood vessels. It may have been cut.

This child's speed is very fast, but this is not the main thing. The most important thing is that she has a very uncomfortable characteristic, that is, she is always unnoticed by people, or her sense of existence is very low. In such a fierce battle, as long as you don't pay attention, you will be stunned. This feeling is like a mosquito in summer. Although it has entered your sight and you have already stared at it, as long as you If you don't pay attention, the mosquito will suddenly go to nowhere and disappear.

suddenly
"You put on makeup?"

Song Xuan said a very inappropriate sentence and frowned, this sentence made her look very out of line with usual.

Of course, Qingniao didn't know what kind of personality Song Xuan usually had, but she was taken aback for a moment: "Oh, you mean the "dark circles"? Punk styles are like this." She explained.

"Children don't need makeup!" Song Xuan responded coldly.

Qingniao's expression was irritated again: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh the last person who preached to me is dead, you know." At this time, she seemed to suddenly remember that the last person who preached to her was sister Qianxue, Quickly changed the subject with a guilty conscience: "Cut, anyway, you adults will never try to understand, you will only stick to your own opinions, pretending that you understand it very well!"

After finishing speaking, Qingniao dodged and appeared in front of Song Xuan in an instant, with a slender sharp knife straight at the opponent's throat.

However, this time Song Xuan didn't dodge, but just grabbed Jade Bird's wrist with an even more unbelievable speed.

"Children must be obedient!"

She stared at him coldly and said.

(End of this chapter)