A Delicious and Flammable Backlands Tour

"Let the horse come here." Wu Xing clenched the gun tightly and leaned against the demon altar.

The distance between the two is actually only about 20 meters. Although this distance is not enough to accelerate, Wu Xing also does not have enough room to respond.

As the locomotive approached, Zheng Jin raised the front wheel and pointed it at Wu Xing.

"Road—roller—da!!!"

Wu Xing sneered.

"Face the curtain wall!"

He quickly switched a wooden block and put it on the ground, the pile was as high as a person.

Still have this kind of operation? !Zheng Jin was confused, but he was right.

"Kole, use lightweight!"

The black cat bent down, created an energy ball, and blessed it on the motorcycle.

The locomotive and Zheng Jin himself "floated" as if they were weightless.

"Feather Fall Potion? No—it's a pet skill." Wu Xing secretly hated himself for killing Mr. Yue late and not getting the initial reward.

In desperation, he aimed at Zheng Jin's locomotive and shot the flame gun in his hand.

Zheng Jin didn't panic at all, but calmly operated the locomotive while giving orders to his pet.

"Kule, use swift after hiding."

The racing youth and the locomotive suddenly disappeared in the air.At the same time, Wu Xing felt a strong wind rushing towards him.

Wu Xing is sure that this guy is still there, but he can't see him anymore.

He didn't plan to shoot anymore, the ammunition in his hand, but every time he used it, he lost one round, and there was no way to replenish it.

But it seems impossible to dodge the attack, my speed is definitely not as fast as the locomotive.

"Yes, now..."

Wu Xing's hands moved quietly.

"It's too slow! Boy! Ola—"

The speeding locomotive appeared in front of Wu Xing and bumped into it.

"Oh!" Wu Xing was hit on the ground behind him, and blood slowly flowed down his face and palms.He struggled to get up, gripping the gun tightly.

Jung Jin is here again.

"I don't know how much blood was hit by the collision just now, and you can't hold it anymore. Let's call it a day."

The locomotive stopped in front of him, and Zheng Jin looked down at him and smiled.

"You don't have the ability to fight the boss yet, stop it."

"Cut, I won't give up." Wu Xing staggered and walked out of the alley.

"Do you need me to take you to the hospital?"

Zheng Jin patted the position behind the car and said that he could help.

"No."

"If you need help, you can come to the car repair shop in the suburbs to find me and Uncle Sol. As for the other players, I am not very familiar with them."

Wu Xing was too lazy to talk to him, and didn't reply a word.

"Tsk, this kid is really unfriendly." Zheng Jin shook his head, and after confirming that the altar of the devil was fine, he also rode away on his motorcycle.

Halfway, he always felt that there seemed to be some omissions.

"That kid, it seems that he is not someone who is easy to give up. I have to talk to Uncle Saul about it, and then stay near the altar. Well... I hope nothing unexpected happens."

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Wu Xing walked staggeringly, his head began to faint.

"Damn it, isn't your condition still bad?" He walked to the side of the road, leaned on the wall, bent over and lowered his head.

"Oh, isn't this the kid who pretended to be sick?"

Wu Xing barely raised his head.

Xia Zhi was carrying two bags of snacks, looking at him strangely.

"It's not good for you to look like this, you didn't pretend it yourself."

"No..." Wu Xing squeezed out a sentence.

"Oh, that's good—what a ghost." Xia Zhi took out a bottle of potion from the inventory. "Here, the weak recovery potion, I don't have the strong one."

"This guy looks like he was hit by a car." Tuantuan walked over from behind him. "Little devil, go back quickly if you are injured."

"Understood." Wu Xing drank the potion, regained his strength, and walked slowly towards the residence.

"Let me remind you, if you don't have enough long-range weapons, using melee weapons in time can save your life. Take this."

Xia Zhi threw him the spear in his inventory.

"Knockback is still very useful, and it can save your life at a critical moment."

"Thank you." Wu Xing thanked.

After a while, he walked away.

"I feel...he seems to be hiding something from us." Tuantuan looked suspiciously in the direction where Wu Xing left.

The summer solstice doesn't matter.

"Don't worry about this kid, go back quickly. Didn't Uncle Sol say that it's best not to make trouble in the near future?"

"Well, let's go!"

……

Wu Xing arrived at his residence.

"Successful."

He looked at the two extra items in his backpack.

One is the spear presented to him by Xia Zhi.

The other one is a small eyeball with flesh and blood.

That is the summoning object of the Eye of Cthulhu, the suspicious eyeball.

NO.46 The title of the chapter was eaten by slime

"Uncle Saul, I'm here to repair the car again!" Zheng Jin rode his motorcycle into the car repair shop again.

Sol was sorting out the information, he just raised his head, looked at the traces on Zheng Jin's locomotive, and spit out two words.

"No fix."

He continued to lower his head and go about his business.

After Zheng Jin parked the locomotive, he bent over with an attitude of knowing his mistake.

"I'm sorry, uncle, but you have to listen to my explanation! I definitely didn't cause this by racing!"

"Oh? Tell me about it." Uncle Sol exhaled a puff of smoke.

"Is such that……"

He told about the battle process with Wu Xing, and finally he asked.

"Do you need me to go over and stare at that kid?"

"It's unnecessary." Sol shook his head and sighed.

He stood up and smashed a heavy punch from above, hitting Zheng Jin on the head.

"Woo! Uncle, what are you doing, this hairstyle is very difficult to fix!" Zheng Jin hastily tidied up the somewhat messy hairstyle.

"I can't wait to knock you two bags and make you Mickey Mouse, you idiot!"

"Did I... screw things up again?"

The racing youth looked at Sol cautiously.

Saul looked at him contemptuously.

"Tell me, what are we using the demon altar for?"

'Worker, the workbench...'

"When using a workbench for compositing, do you need to get close, face to face?"

"It's not...it's bad, don't tell me!"

Jung-jin realizes his oversight.He didn't stop Wu Xing from getting close to the devil's altar, maybe right under his nose, he used the devil's altar to synthesize it.

"This kid is not authentic...Then uncle, what should we do now? Shall I go after him?"

"Do you think it's useful? Do you know where he is now?" Uncle Saul sat down, "If you want to go now, it's too late."

"Now we don't have a magic hammer, so we can't destroy the altar." Zheng Jin also sat down and said angrily.

"Yo, boy, you can do it. If you don't fight Roshan, you want to hammer the altar."

Sacred altars, hammering back blood, and artifacts drop, what are you waiting for?

"Forget it, we can't do anything about this matter for the time being. We can only hope that kid has self-knowledge and doesn't take his own and other people's lives seriously."

Sol thought for a while and looked at Zheng Jin.

"If he wants to solo with the boss, he will definitely make sure that he is well-prepared. At least he will definitely spend time making weapons and venues. If he is lucky, he will come across it."

"Then, I'll look for him around the city and suburbs recently, and I'll try to stop him as much as possible." Zheng Jin signaled that he understood.

"Just don't push him too fast, you can discuss cooperation with him."

"Cooperate with that kid? It's probably difficult."

"Oh, that's right." Sol remembered, "The stronghold next to it was built by Xia Xiaozi and the others, so don't make any mistakes."

"understood."

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'I'm back. "

Wu Xing quietly opened the door of the house, ready to go in.

However, there was already a figure waiting for him at the door.It's his grandpa.

"Hmph, boy, where have you been?"

"Turn around casually."

The old man pulled his arm over to have a look.The wounds and burns disappeared long ago under the effect of the potion.

"Before you, you were really pretending to be sick. Seeing you like this, there is nothing wrong with you."

The old man looked at him with a sneer.

"Continue training tomorrow."

"Grandpa! I really have something to do recently. It's very important and I can't delay it."

"Come on, the son of the master of your gymnasium, even if he has practiced well, he has never been absent once."

(Panda: "Ah Choo! Who is scolding me again?")

"..."

"Continue to go tomorrow. Today you go out to play, I'm too lazy to pursue it."

"Grandpa, even half a month, can't you give it to me?"

"Not for half a day." The old man said firmly.At the end, he added another sentence.

"When I joined the army, it was much more difficult than you. How can I avoid it if I am afraid of suffering?"

Wu Xing turned around and opened the door.