Right on Target: Chapter 170 170 kun kun night kun kun

The rain continued, and the survivors poking their heads out of the canopy were blinded by the big raindrops. Several people stretched out their hands to catch the rain, and shouted happily: "It's rain, it's real rain!"

Jue was already dizzy, the whole tree was swaying, helplessly said: "What is really... what... I'm so dizzy!"

It staggered, threw everyone to the ground, and then shrank back to the appearance of a young sapling, with its crown drooping and its leaves drooping, very dispirited. Su Heting shook the small lamp, and Yindian immediately rushed to Jue to keep it from falling down.

Su Heting said: "You can't sleep yet, Invincible Little Tree cheer up, you can sleep however you want after sending away the God of Plague."

As soon as Jue heard the word "Plague God", he quickly planted his roots firmly, wishing he could burrow into the sand and said, "I am standing still, but the rain is too wet, and it makes me feel very uncomfortable."

It is not compatible with the main god, and it is naturally uncomfortable everywhere when it is exposed to rain. Fortunately, there is also a blue virus in the sand, which is like a heart-clearing agent, making it much more comfortable.

Su Heting blew on the heart of his fist and reminded: "The **** hasn't left yet.

This blowing was extremely bad, but the officer couldn't pay attention, because there were several "dings" in the rain. The sound of "ding" became more and more cheerful as it moved from far to near, and it seemed particularly evil in the night rain.

Xie Zhenshu was clasped on the back of his neck with one hand, and the cross star was drenched in the rain, and the water droplets all dripped onto his forearm. He remained motionless, and after moving his eyes away from Su Heting, he only stared at the depths of the darkness, where a little green light gradually lit up.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

Out of the green light jumped out a half-human-tall little ghost. It was wearing a colored striped cloth, and its feet were wide open. It was a matte-treated machine, claw-shaped, and gripped the ground very firmly. It turned around and showed its face, causing the survivors to gasp. It turns out that it has no neck, and its shoulders are bent upwards like two corners. There is a metal dog head suspended in the middle, but its face is like a monkey. There are many paints on the black paint base, and there is a green light in the middle, which is for lighting or detection. .

"Hurry up." The mechanical **** poked his head out from the wreckage of the ghost car bird. The pin on its cap was still green, presumably the passage of gods and demons was still going on. Listen to it urging in a sharp voice: "Go faster! Yasha ①, it was you who made me fall so badly."

A muffled voice answered in the darkness: "Yasha...listen...to wait for orders."

This answer was clumsy, much worse than Ao Yin in reality, but its generating device was very strange, it didn't seem to be facing outwards, so the voice seemed to be covered under a layer of gauze, vague and indistinct.

The mechanical **** raised his arms, walked around on the unicycle, and reprimanded: "Then why are you hiding behind? Come out and do things soon!"

Yaksha said, "Accord...obey."

After the sound fell, a few more little ghosts jumped out of the green light. This was not over yet, and a few more jumped out after a few seconds. These little ghosts are all the same in length. They hold wrist bells, make a uniform "ding bell" sound, and dance the same dance to come closer.

The stitcher said: "Why can't I count them all!"

In an instant, the little ghosts were all over the sand. Their steel bodies under the colorful striped cloth are very flexible, and their movements are very coordinated. Maybe it's because the set data is consistent, their actions are exactly the same, even the degree of swing of the green light is exactly the same.

Jue covered the canopy of the tree, couldn't help but look at it, and said, "It's weird, it's weird!"

Su Heting said: "It's right to be strange, it is a strange invention."

The leader just got up, and when he saw this posture, he almost knelt down again. His monk's robe was covered with sand, and the survivors next to him stepped on him a few times, but he didn't care to pat him. He took out a handful of yellow powder from his arms and said, "Upright and bright exorcising evil powder, go and go!"

This religion of kindness to all things is really strange, like a hodgepodge of old world religions, with a little bit of everything and nothing like it. Despite the 120,000-point sincerity of the leader, the yellow powder was useless and disappeared in the rain.

The leader grabbed 016 and screamed at Xie Zhenshu: "Old gods, help!"

Xie Zhenshu didn't even give him a look. The officer hated being a **** the most, and he hated it when he was on the southern line.

Su Heting said: "Brother, help me, sir, help me, I will be counting on you tonight."

Immediately, the diamond-shaped fragments rushed back towards Xie Zhenshu, forming a wall in front and pushing towards the little ghosts.

Su Heting said: "Come here, I have light here."

Everyone gathered around Su Heting, looking forward to the little lamp. But the little light was really weak, as if it was going to go out in the next second.

Jue worried: "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? The light is much smaller."

Su Heting said: "There are indeed some, but it's not a big problem. Brothers, who brought a lighter? Lend me to use it."

He had won a lot of attention just now with Lan Yan, and no one questioned his words. Everyone fumbled in the prison uniforms, but found nothing. Everyone was imprisoned by the main **** system, and they didn't even have privacy. How could they have lighters?

At this time, 016 said: "Can you do anything else?"

Su Heting said: "Anything that can be ignited will do."

016 turned around, revealing his backside, where he is embedded. The leader understood what he meant, and quickly rolled up his sleeves, opened the steel plate he embedded, and underneath was an electronic lock the size of a palm.

Those stitching people always say that 016 has changed his body. His body is really unusual. Under the electronic lock is a narrow steel passage three fingers wide, and there is a layer of scanning detection inside. The leader's finger went straight in and turned on the switch at the bottom.

The leader said, "Mr. Cat, please."

Su Heting raised the small lamp, and saw that the deepest part of the narrow passage seemed to be 016's heart, but before he could see clearly, the narrow passage spun down a thin tube, spraying fire at the small lamp.

With fire to help out, the small lamps suddenly brightened, like a small sun rising suddenly, so that everyone covered their eyes.

Su Heting said, "Thank you."

The blue flame spread out violently, instantly overflowing the wall of Xie Zhenshu, and swept towards the little ghost. When the little ghosts met the fire, they immediately dispersed and turned into slender green lights that shot straight into the sky.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The wrist bell still rings.

Su Heting said: "Come out!"

A lot of corpses were dropped at the entrance of the passage just now, which caught his attention. The people who died in this shabby place were all saved by Jue Chao, so how could there be any corpses to throw away? Mostly it's a cover-up similar to Gandharva's.

The flames shot up into the sky, causing the mechanical **** to scream, and behind it, squatted a giant more than ten meters high. This giant looks the same as the kid just now, except that the green light on its face is not on, and there is a heavy ammunition box on its back.

Yasha raised his hand to cover his face, and described it as humble: "It's so... so bright."

The mechanical eunuch's sleeves were all up, it waved its hand fiercely, and said sharply: "Yasha! If you dare to be lazy, I will make you go around without eating!"

The paint on the Yaksha monkey's face was washed away by the rain, and it stood up hunched over, as if it was not as dexterous as the little ghost, and it felt like it was inconvenient to move. Holding the wrist bell, it murmured: "Yasha... afraid of fire...Yasha, afraid of fire!"

Before the word "fire" was settled, Yasha had already rushed out. Its clumsiness just now can be called a camouflage, and it rushed to the wall in an instant, the speed was unimaginable. The wall collapsed immediately, and the fragments turned into blurred shadows, hitting Yasha's face directly.

"Boom!"

The raindrops splashed, and Yasha's face was sunken, but it held Xie Zhenshu's punch, and its body remained motionless.

"Fire," said Yasha, "the fire is burning."

It hugged the black shadow's arm and dragged it in its direction, even though its face was beaten to pieces, it did not let go.

Xie Zhenshu frowned, as if he had fallen into a quagmire and was being dragged into the darkness by a huge force. A minute later, he felt a tingling of nerves, as if someone was screaming in the back of his head. A familiar, disgusted feeling came over him, making his stomach twitch.

— It's a fear signal!

This signal was repeatedly input into Xie Zhenshu's consciousness during the anorexia experiment. He did not expect that he would leave a sequelae in the experiment, that is, when the fear signal entered, his pain would soar.

The wrist bell hanging on Yasha's chest rang "Dingling, Dingling", its suspended dog head rolled off, and a layer of fan-shaped green data popped up. The data crawled towards the shadow, seeping into the surface of the shard, to corrupt it.

Xie Zhenshu said, "Let go."

The pain ignited Xie Zhenshu's hidden tyranny, and the outline of the black shadow suddenly swelled, and three heads and six arms separated from the body. The three faces that had been blurry suddenly became extremely clear, all of which were evil.

The rain suddenly intensified, hitting Yasha's body with a "slap" sound. Of course it refused to let go, its legs sank slightly, and it roared while being dragged.

"Boom—"

The two giants rolled onto the sand, and the ground shook violently. Green data has crept onto Vicious' face, making it look even more terrifying. The fear signal crazily stepped on Xie Zhenshu's nerves, he manipulated "Wrath" to free his hands, grabbed Yaksha's shoulders, and tore them to both sides in a rage.

—That was a body made of metal.

The mechanical **** trembled all over, raised his hands, and his electronic eyes flashed: "Disintegrate it, Yasha, disintegrate it and we can copy it."

Yaksha's wrist bell fell to the ground, and it punched the black shadow back, the sound of the blow was deafening. The fragments of the black shadow immediately collapsed, but the "angry" side became more and more crazy. Finally, the Yaksha began to howl, because its curved shoulders were cut off by the black shadow.

While the blue flames were tumbling, Yasha's colored striped clothes had already been burned. "Wrath" pulled the connection wire from its fracture, and the parts "stabbed" and exploded sparks. After Yasha was damaged, those green data disappeared immediately.

Yasha said: "Yasha...Yasha!"

Sombra smashed at the Yaksha until it turned into tatters. Then he grabbed the wrist bell angrily and smashed it as well. It glared across, staring straight at the mechanical eunuch.

The mechanical **** slammed on the unicycle, rushing into the darkness like the wind, without looking back. It hugged the hat, the tuo needles on it gradually turned red, and the rain stopped.

Everyone didn't dare to make a sound, just now they regarded Xie Zhenshu as the leader of the old **** and almost huddled into a ball.

Xie Zhenshu lowered his eyes and didn't move, he was expressionless at first, even more so now. But the blue flame wrapped around his fingertips, lightly, like a small kiss.

The fear signal disappeared.

The author has something to say:

①Yasha: Refer to this chapter for the appearance. A timid character, he is a devout follower of the Buddha statue, only active in the sand, never close to the city. Likes to intimidate opponents with false appearances, saying that they are afraid of fire, but in fact they are afraid of everything. Both sound-generating devices are under the armpit, because I can't help myself from speaking ill of the mechanical eunuch. He hates flying-headed tusks the most, and is often sued by them. ——"Punctual Sniper Strange Records"

①-1: The design is inspired by "Youyang Zazu". When dancing the Brahma dance, people will wear masks with dog-headed monkey faces, singing and dancing day and night, so the little ghosts will dance non-stop.

Today's Extra: According to the latest survey, the mechanical **** is not only the number one in the punishment area most hated by monsters, but also the number one in the punishment area's most hated list by humans.

Gossip: Flying Head Liaozi is the second place.