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"lift it up!"

"Yes, put them on the wall, as well as the lightspeed cannons here. They must be buried in the ground, and they will enter the invisible state by themselves."

"Boost!"

Wang Chonggong shouted.

According to his instructions, people coming and going quickly loaded the town with various defense and attack facilities.

It's a quarter of an hour.

Wang Chonggong quickly adjusted the parameters of the steel defensive wall, and suddenly felt quiet around him.

He turned his head and looked around and saw that everyone had disappeared.

The whole town fell into dead silence.

"Unrelated personnel disappeared? Could it be..."

Wang Zhonggong was muttering, and suddenly the earth began to vibrate.

His expression changed, he immediately jumped on the steel city wall that had just been completed and looked out of the town.

In the far-reaching wilderness, a fully armed team appeared.

Wang Chonggong spit, cursed: "Damn the underground palace, I knew it would let the winner continue to fight—"

He looked at the thick city wall under his feet and looked at the various large warfare facilities in the town, his face showing a convincing expression.

There is nothing wrong with my choice.

That man is very strong, and he is able to predict, prepare himself for a big war ahead of time.

Wang Zhonggong jumped off the city wall, walked quickly to the door of the bar, and knocked on the door:

"My Lord Prophet, all the war facilities you asked me to set up have been completed."

"What do you think we should do next?"

There is no sound in the bar.

Wang Zhonggong walked in and saw no one in the bar.

On the empty bar, there is a note.

He picked up the note and looked at it. There was a line of small print on it:

"Before I give the signal, I will only defend but not attack."

Wang Zhonggong nodded clearly.

Although I don't know why he should only defend but not attack, the prophet must have plans.

Then—

Wang Chonggong casually clicked on a light screen, quickly manipulated it, and issued instructions to all war equipment:

"All kinds of defense equipment are activated, waiting for further orders!"

the other side.

In the wilderness, in that team, a strong bald man said loudly:

"The other two guys are coming too, wait for them first, and then go together!"

"This way!"

Under his command, the team dashed an arc and galloped away from the town.

Seeing that this team is about to leave like last time—

In the wasteland they passed by, an unremarkable stone suddenly disappeared.

Before the strong bald man had time to react, he found that his hands and feet had already flown out.

A strong hand pinched the back of his neck and lifted it up.

Flying around the world!

The wind blew, but it couldn't erase the pain of being severed.

The bald man was about to cry loudly, but found himself back on the ground, sitting in a bar in the town.

What a fast speed!

More than just a knife—

From ambushing, shooting, grabbing people to returning to the city, almost all in a short breath.

How did this person do it?

Damn it!

I really shouldn't test this kind of existence casually.

The bald man was covered in cold sweat, bitterly holding back the pain, and looked at the teenager on the opposite side.

Shaoyoung said: "I am afraid that you have any special powerful ability to cut your hands and feet. Now I will help you pick it back."

He pressed his hands and feet on the broken limbs of the bald man, and healed it with the surging holy light and restored it as before.

"This is Liu Ping, what is your name?" the boy asked.

He looked at the small lines on the other's head:

"Special name: tens of thousands of hands."

"A person with this name has a strange power hidden in his hands and feet, and he must use his hands or feet to use it."

"Despite this limitation, the strange power it releases will be even stronger."

—Because he knew their course of action for a long time, Liu Ping used the "Curious Rock" and turned it into an ordinary stone to ambush the enemy's only way.

As soon as the enemy army approached, as soon as he discerned who was the strong one hiding among the many entourages, he immediately cut off the opponent's hands and feet, and directly flew him back to the town.

A hit.

So the battle is divided.

In the prison guard mode, the soul of the opponent has been owned by him.

"Hahaha, idiot! You obviously can win, but you helped me get your hands and feet back, now you are ready to die!"

The bald man laughed wildly and jumped up, his hands and feet as if to turn into something—

thump!

He tripped over a chair and fell a dog on the ground.

Liu Ping glanced at him sympathetically, took the baby girl in his arms and hugged it, softly coaxing a few words.

The bald man lay on the ground and gasped and said, "What's going on... My hands and feet are clearly connected, why don't I have the strength... And I don't even have the power of a little bit of strangeness..."

Bang!

The door was pushed open.

Wang Zhonggong walked in, looked at the people on the ground, and then looked at Liu Ping.

"My lord, that team has disappeared." He started.

"There are two more teams, let's go to meet the enemy together." Liu Ping said.

He glanced at the bald man on the ground.

The bald man only felt that there was an extremely dangerous signal from the depths of his soul, as if he would be completely torn apart in the next instant.

"Soul... You have enslaved my soul!"

He jumped up and looked at Liu Ping angrily.

Liu Ping said seriously: "Yes, because I don't want to kill, so I have enslaved your soul. Go and help now."

The bald man glared at him.

"Or do you really want to die?" Liu Ping asked.

"Hahaha, sir, you are really joking, you are alive and well, who would want to die?" The bald man immediately nodded and bowed.

"Go." Liu Ping said.

The bald man turned around and walked out with Wang Zhonggong.

The door of the bar closed.

The bald man looked back with a lingering fear, and whispered to Wang Chonggong:

"What kind of occupation is an adult?"

Wang Zhonggong said: "Prophet—be careful, he knows what you are saying now and what you are going to do in a while."

"Really?" The bald man refused.

Wang Zhonggong sneered and pointed around and said: "As soon as the last mission ended, the lord began to deploy defenses. He had known that it would be a melee next time."

The bald man looked at the entire town armed to the teeth, his expression gradually became a little scared, and he muttered in a low voice:

"Yes... If it weren't for the prophet, how could he ambush where I just happened to pass..."

Wang Zhonggong patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, come and work. There are two more enemies. It is estimated that they will be coming soon."

The two went to the door of the town together and jumped on the city wall.

I saw the two teams staying quietly in the wilderness, far apart from each other, alerting each other, and at the same time looking at the town uncertainly.

A voice came from far away:

"Hey! Old Lei, didn't you take the lead in attacking? Why did you take refuge in the opponent all at once?"

The bald man sighed and yelled: "I was defeated-with only one move! Now I am an adult's subordinate!!"

When the two teams heard this, they turned their heads and rushed towards the way they came.

joke!

Take down Lao Lei in one move.

Now it has become two-on-two again, and the town seems to have talented people who know how to build large-scale warfare facilities.

Is this still a shame?

Sure enough, sure enough—

The wish to be able to choose milk powder, diapers and baby bottles is really unfathomable and completely invincible.

"They're gone." The bald man said strangely.

"The master must have expected it a long time ago." Wang Chonggong admired.

"...I haven't gotten over yet," the bald man called Lao Lei sighed. "In just an instant, I have become someone else's slave."

"In the underground palace, you will be content if you can live." Wang Chonggong said lightly.

In the bar.

A card is placed on the bar.

I saw a hideous sledgehammer painted on this card.

"Nightmare Fragment."

"Heavy hammer."

"Possessing strange power: no mercy."

"Explanation: Any parry against this hammer is not valid. The attack of this hammer will smash all parry and hit the target with three times the true damage. UU看书www.uukanshu.com"

Liuping placed the Baina Knife next to the card and said, "This is the card I got from the guy I defeated just now."

Baina Dao buzzed and said:

"I have felt its power-I need more things to analyze what is going on in this underground palace."

Liu Ping said: "Now there is an important point, we have to grasp it together."

"What?" Baina asked.

Liu Ping slowly said: "Sequence can issue various cards autonomously, and it can also wipe out people who leaked secrets. Is it a triggering and coordinating mechanism, or is it—"

"There is something that controls the sequence in secret."

Baina Dao buzzed and said: "This is simple. You also have a sequence. It has been following you for a long time. Why don't you ask it."

"It's asleep." Liu Ping shrugged regretfully.

Baina Dao sneered and said, "I remember Sequence can't sleep."

Liu Ping said: "But the Heroic Operation Interface returned my three professional cards to me, losing too much energy, so I fell into a deep sleep."

"Of course I will be upset when the delicious food is taken away." Bainadao said.

Liu Ping was startled.

and many more!

If so.

Now that the Heroic Operation Interface is asleep because of the loss of three cards—

So, if you want to wake it up, don't you just need to feed it?

How could I have never thought of such a simple thing!

Liu Ping lifted the nightmare hammer on the bar counter, took a deep breath, and said:

"Sequence, this is a powerful weapon card that contains nightmares and strange powers. I promise you will like it."

The void was silent.

Suddenly, a small burning line jumped out:

"Can you really eat it for me?"