Dimensional Eroders

On the land skateboard, the old man's wave speed was too high, his center of gravity was too floating, and he kept shaking his waist and limbs violently, showing the posture of a long wind breaking the waves to help the sea.

Bailang looked at the scene of the land receding rapidly on both sides, but the sound of the waves echoed in his ears, and his body swayed together in a regular way. It felt like he was insane! He couldn't tell if he was on the ground? Still on the sea?

But he can be sure that under the old man's oversized skateboard, there is a group of constant 'waves'. He guesses that this should be some kind of 'high-speed slime substance', dragging the skateboard forward like a surfboard, leaving behind a series of slime Scratch, and ignore all kinds of environments, slime can even stick to the stone wall to make the skateboard do anti-Newtonian motion!

And the only way to control the speed of the skateboard is fancy and coquettish surfing skills.

That's right! Bailang could clearly feel that the more the old man performed tricks and made various leaping postures, the more excited and faster the slime waves under the skateboard would move. And if he continues to perform difficult movements, he will enter the passionate racing acceleration mode, which is really embarrassing for the elderly.

The 'Corpse Werewolf' pursuers behind them were slowly thrown away. This did not meet his expectations at all. Old man, you are floating, does your wife know?

'no! This old man is too enthusiastic, and the waves are too fast, even my dead body can't catch up. You have to find a chance to get out of the car! '

Of course, Bailang would not be grateful to the old man who made unnecessary efforts. He rushed to complete the four goals within 2 hours, just to be separated from the team in an open and honest manner. action.

However, this meddling old man, with such a wave, is still ‘Yi~! Hey ~ ah! ’, Hey you motherfucker! You are disrespecting Brother Lang. But it is too abnormal to rush to get off the car. It's like driving away from a wave of zombies, and one of the passengers suddenly said, 'I'm going to get out of the car to die! ’…it’s simply abnormal.

Just when Bailang was at his wit's end and was considering whether to beat the old man, an anxious voice suddenly came from his ear: "The big thing is not good!"

The wave, which had already noticed that the wave speed was slowly decreasing, was shocked, and quickly echoed: "What's wrong?"

"I don't have enough mucus reserves. I'm afraid we won't be able to escape!" The old man's voice was full of worry, and while he was trying his best to ride the waves, he looked back to observe the werewolf chasing soldiers who were getting closer, and fought back from time to time.

Lang was overjoyed, and pretended to say: "Then let me go, let's split up! There are too many of them, once they are surrounded, they will die, and they have to escape separately to have a chance."

It's time to repay your kindness, and I, Bailang, will repay my kindness, and I will never drag you down!

"No, it's too dangerous! I can still persist..." The old man shook his head and refused, gritted his teeth and continued to shake, but it was obvious that his strength was weak, and the werewolf was getting closer and closer.

"It's too late, let me go!"

Bailang shook his head violently, determined to jump out of the car, and give his life back to the old man! However, this skateboard has a viscous force field. Not only is there a group of 'high-speed moving slimes' lying on the bottom, but there is also a force field above to protect the white waves, blocking and weakening the wind, but also restricting his movement.

Without the consent of the 'board owner', although it is just a board, the surrounding space is welded to death. He cannot jump out, but will be bounced back.

Seeing that Bailang was determined to go his own way and it was difficult to dissuade him, the old man sighed very sadly, as if he was moved by Brother Lang's insistence on repaying his kindness with his life.

If Lang jumps off the skateboard to divert monsters, he not only reduces the load, can float faster and higher, but also has a longer battery life. Maybe he can really be born in one breath.

Ever since... the killing intent is revealed!

At this moment when he was caught off guard, a cold light flashed in the palm of the old man, and he stabbed fiercely into Bailang's waist and ribs. At the same time, he said viciously: "Sure enough, you have seen it?! But you are too eager!"

? ! ? ! ? !

The style of painting changed suddenly, Brother Lang had a 'black question mark face.jpg',

What (ni) are () you (say Sha Zi) BB?

The moment before the sharp blade approached him, he subconsciously broke out to resist. The tip of the knife pierced deeply into the skin, forming a pit, but it didn't pierce his defense. And Bailang's right hand also grabbed the sharp blade, clenched it tightly, and used his arm to counteract the attack that the old man tried to penetrate into his body, and looked at the old man in shock.

"Mr. Jude Law, what are you doing?"

What do I see? Why are you stabbing me? Don't you want to see me die at the hands of the enemy, so give me a happy first?

The old man's sneak attack was unsuccessful, but instead he was hit by the damage returned by the 'thorns backfired'. He felt his waist was hit hard, and his whole face turned purple. He shouted loudly: "You even counted this knife, have you guarded against me long ago? It's really outstanding!"

Suddenly, he twisted his waist, changed direction with all his strength in the air, turned the surfboard sideways, and slammed on the brakes with his body leaning sideways.

It is like a motorcycle or bicycle running at high speed, suddenly turning 90°, tilting the body, and using two wheels to rub against the ground at the same time to brake suddenly. A huge wave of slime was set off under the surfboard, then fell to the ground, and quickly merged under the surfboard.

And Bailang was also thrown off the board by the inertial change of his spinning and sudden stop, and he rolled over and landed on the ground, still holding the dagger he had snatched from the opponent's hand. With a dazed look on my face, I haven't recalled it yet, so what am I guarding against? ⊙▃⊙ You made it clear!

"Otlander, you are indeed the smartest of the five! I'm afraid you doubted me from the very beginning, so you kept probing. You raided four camps in just two hours, and you didn't give me a shot at all." Opportunity! But man is not as good as heaven, do you know what your biggest shortcoming is? Too young, too eager, too smart!" The old man opened a distance from Bailang, not in a hurry to escape, but explained confidently.

"what are you saying?"

Bailang is really ignorant, I suspected you from the very beginning: "Isn't everyone rushing to clock in and get off work? My efficiency is so fast, and it is for your sake." (Actually, he wants to leave work early.)

"Hahahaha, no need to put on airs anymore, it's already too late, you've already been surrounded! At this point, the only thing left is to expose yourself!"

The old man suddenly held up a badge and shouted at the surrounding 'corpse werewolves': "Kill him! Don't leave him alive." Then he raised his finger and pointed at Bailang.

Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo ho... The running 'corpse werewolves' surrounded Bailang, their movements stopped abruptly, their eyes were cold, they stared intently at the old man on the skateboard, and did not move.

"Fuguiwan came one step late, please ask the master to make amends!"

The last werewolf with a golden ring on his neck flew in front of Bailang, and in the midair of the flight, he had already made a posture of kneeling on one knee, and then fell with a rumble, gliding all the way in front of Brother Lang in a kneeling posture before stopping , A handsome horse!

With simple and unpretentious actions, he fully embodies the thoughts and feelings of "Fuguiwan's eagerness to protect the Lord", sublimating his B personality. This is exactly Bailang's "New Muscle Fugui Pill - Werewolf Form" that loves the new and dislikes the old.

"Eh?!"

The old man holding the badge was taken aback, feeling that there was something wrong with the script. The two sides fell into dead silence, and the atmosphere at the scene was once very awkward.

"Blood membrane afterbirth, open!"

The already tall and burly Bailang's body changed again, exuding a ferocious aura from his body, his skin turned blood red, purple blood vessels squirmed under his skin, and his muscles were highly compressed, entangled, and rhythmic.

He is not a vampire at the moment, but by virtue of his extraordinary muscle control and qi and blood transportation, the flesh and blood are highly activated, the subcutaneous fascia is completely dissimilated and proliferated, and the blood energy produced by the 'blood therapy' is continuously absorbed and stored, allowing him to reach the level of a 'pseudo-blood' , without any defects.

The only weakness is the severe overdraft of vitality, the high-intensity wear and tear on the body during the battle, causing irreversible permanent damage and destroying the foundation of the physical body. But is this a problem for demihumans?

"You you you... I, I, I..."

The old man backed away tremblingly, but was surrounded by a group of corpse werewolves.

"Hand down my hands and feet, I'm going to beat him! You tell me, what did I see! You damn old bastard, you aroused my curiosity!"

With a ferocious expression on his face, Bailang rushed forward with clenched fists, punching and kicking...

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