human ice maker

Chapter 1087 The Fall of the Queen
At this moment, a figure suddenly inserted into the battlefield where 11 and K were fighting, the speed was as fast as a shell being ejected, and before the two could react, it had already slammed into K's body .

K was hit so that his body fell back, his foot stepped on the air, and then he fell into the hole behind him.At the moment of the fall, K's face showed an unbelievable expression. He thought about countless endings, but he never expected that the final result would be like this.

this woman...

Is it crazy? !
"Queen!" 11 screamed, and subconsciously rushed up and reached out to grab her, but unfortunately it was still a step too late.The Queen's speed was too fast, and the collision was too hard. With the determination to die, she dragged K together...and fell into a deep hole.

There is no parting words, and no reluctant nostalgia.As she said herself, she has long been prepared for such a job in their line of work.

And now, it's time for her to pay.

"Han Yuerong——!!" Leng Ye's eyes were about to split, his eyes were red, and the corners of his mouth were opened to burst, and he yelled out the queen's real name heart-piercingly.

but……

Can't get a response.

The corners of Leng Ye's lips trembled fiercely, and then...

"Go to hell--!!!"

"Bang!" A gunshot sounded, and a shot... headshot!
"Bang!" Another gunshot followed, also headshot.

At this moment, Leng Ye seemed to have turned into Yan Luo who wanted to kill him, holding a sniper rifle, and fired one shot after another frantically, the gun hit, and the gun shot headshot.

Under Leng Ye's lunatic sniping, no one could get close to the jeep where Ouyang Yueer and the others were in for a while.

At this time, the edge of the pit.

11 raised his arms and spread his five fingers as if trying to grab something, but he didn't catch anything.

then……

The outstretched five fingers are slowly and slowly bent, clenched into a fist.

It was pulled so tightly and held so heavily that the finger bones were making unbearable groans.

11 lowered his head slightly, and a sadness that no one could detect flashed across his eyes.

"Queen..."

Taking a deep breath, when he looked up again, Eleven's eyes had returned to their usual indifference.Turning around, no longer looking at the hole, and ignoring whether the queen is dead or alive, she ran back to the car in three steps, turned over and jumped into the car, lit the fire and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, the jeep Like a mad bull, it rushed out with a "sigh".

"Bang!" After the last sniper shot knocked down the fastest armored soldier, Leng Ye never fired again, because there was no need for it.

All seven vehicles had been completely destroyed by him, and these people who lost their means of transport could not catch up to 11 of them with only two legs, not to mention that they were still wearing bulky exoskeleton armor.

11 drove the jeep all the way, even though there were no pursuers behind him for the time being, he still drove extremely fast.But after driving for a while, the speed of the car suddenly slowed down.

At this time, a figure rushed out from behind a certain building on the side of the road, with a gun in his hand, he rushed to the front of the car, turned over and jumped into the passenger seat.Afterwards, the speed of this car increased again, and it rolled up the sky full of dust and drove away.

In the car, Leng Ye kept his head bowed and remained silent. His combat uniform was damaged in many places and stained with blood. He seemed to have escaped from a tough battle.

After Xu Geng, Leng Ye lowered his head and said in a calm voice, "The Fat Duck is lost."

11 glanced at him, was silent for a moment, nodded, and said nothing.But Ruan Qingyu who was behind suddenly raised his head, looked at Leng Ye, opened his mouth to say something but hesitated.

Leng Ye looked back at the car and saw that only the three women were there. Although he was mentally prepared, he still couldn't help asking in a hoarse voice: "Monkey..."

"Dead." Eleven said softly.

The corners of Leng Ye's eyes twitched, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly. Although he was mentally prepared, it was still difficult to accept emotionally.

He lowered his head, revealing a bit of bitterness, "Heh..."

At this moment, any words seemed pale and powerless, and a wry smile said everything.

In the car, no one spoke, only the roar of the engine, accompanied by the weeping and sobbing of the three women from time to time.

In a battle, the monkey, the queen, and Dowell were all killed, and the fat duck disappeared.Although everyone has already made such preparations, it is still difficult to accept when things come to an end.

Leng Ye lowered her head, and she didn't know what to think of, and there were clusters of tears flashing in her red eyes.Maybe he didn't want people to see his weak side, so he lowered his head deeply, and the fingers holding the gun turned white.

11 drove the car on the road quickly, in fact he didn't know which way to go.They were chased all the way before, they had already gone astray, and this underground base was built as intricately as a spider's web.So without a map, he had to admit, they were lost.

Up to now, I can only take one step at a time and hope that I can find a way out in time due to luck.

It's just that it is impossible to give them such an opportunity at the base. Sure enough, after a while, there was another roar of engines-another convoy caught up.

Leng Ye looked back and found that there were more than thirty cars following behind.The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he pulled out the magazine to take a look - there was only one bullet left in the magazine, including the one in the chamber, there were only two bullets left in total.After hesitating for a while, I finally resisted the urge to not put out the last stock.Holding the gun, he casually leaned his back on the chair, closed his eyes slightly, and could not hide his tiredness and sadness on his face.

As for the chasing cars in the back-whatever you like, anyway, don't expect him to blow up more than 30 cars with only two bullets left, that's unrealistic.

Fortunately, the chasing cars at the back were the same as those of the previous convoys, only hanging at a distance, neither approaching nor being thrown away.It's like a dog skin plaster, sticky and disgusting.

Just like that, a jeep was running fast in front, changing direction suddenly from time to time.A long string of tails hangs a few hundred meters behind, keeping this distance from beginning to end.

The two sides seem to have formed some kind of tacit understanding - I won't provoke you, and you don't want to get rid of me either.

Unknowingly, the road sign changed from "B9" to "B12" at some point, which meant that they had entered the B12 area.

I don't know if it's the reason why K and C, the two most powerful fighters, missed. No one jumped out to block the way along the way, only the string of long tails followed at a distance.

In the car, 11 and Leng Ye didn't speak again, but the three girls behind kept crying...not because of their own confused fate, but because of the sacrifice of the monkey, the queen and Dowell. Can't be myself.

　Almost forgot, there is no automatic update set today, Khan.

　　I saw many people say that the latter part was not written by me, but that the shooter was changed.In fact, it was really written by me, but I have been in a very bad state in the past few years. It may be related to writing all night and sleeping during the day for more than ten or 20 years. mushy.And the memory is also seriously declining. I often have some inspiration, but when I put my hand on the keyboard, I can't remember what the sentence just came to mind.It’s also the same when I look up things on the Internet. When I click on the webpage, I can’t remember what I just wanted to look up.In this state, I really can’t write good-quality articles, but I can’t do without writing, so I force myself to write, but I can’t read what I write, and then delete it all, and rewrite it. Delete and write again.I often write hundreds of thousands of words, and then all become waste manuscripts.

　　This is also the reason why I have been procrastinating over the years. It's not that I don't want to update, but that I really can't write good things, and the status has declined too seriously.The quality of the writing was not good enough, so I had to rewrite it again, and then it became an endless loop.

　　Fortunately, in such a state of deletion, modification and rewriting, the ending was finally written.Although it is still unsatisfactory, it is still being revised these days.

　　As an aside, there are six chapters left of the first-draft finale.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)