Thriller Paradise Chapter 919: Demon Falling Rangers (3)

"Drink!" Feng Bujue gave a soft drink, and jumped a step back, bending his legs slightly to stabilize his figure, then interlaced his hands in front of his chest, and said, "Eat the light of my big space !"

"Nani!" Hearing the words of the Seven Killers, he was immediately surprised. Before the game, their blade naturally investigated some intelligence on the front line of the hell, but he had never heard of Feng Bujue and the skill of Spaxium Ray.

Two seconds later, I can only hear...

"嗞嗞嗞嗞嗞——"

The above voice was not caused by skills, but Feng Bujue dubbed it with his own mouth. He didn't emit any light from his hand, just trembling pretentiously there.

"What are you...doing..." Seven Killers said, watching Feng Bujue's behavior, the corners of his mouth twitching.

"Huh..." Feng Bujue snorted coldly, "Obviously, I'm bluffing like crazy moves."

"So..." Not only the corners of the mouth were twitching, but the eyelids began to jump involuntarily, "I will do this to this degree..."

Speaking, he took a step forward, **** vigorously: "A hundred and four kinds of wild bites!"

Feng Bujue knows very well that the other party is not like himself... just to talk about it, the seven kills are really going to take action.

As mentioned in the previous article, Hundreds and Fours Bite is a fighting skill that consumes only 100 stamina, and its damage is not high, but...this move is positioned as a b-level skill, just because...this It is a "start-up style" that can connect several follow-up skills; once hit by this move, it is likely to be taken away by a set of combos during the next hard straight period.

So, Brother Jue, who has insight into this, will definitely not take this blow.

"Ha! Too naive! Will I let you catch this kind of flaw!" Feng Bujue provoked his opponent, and immediately opened, and suddenly moved out to the side.

But he never expected...

Crackling--

The next second, Jue's body actually made a continuous sound of bursting joints. His body suddenly stagnated.

"What!" Feng Bujue was startled, "That's awful! This body can't bear the load of the Spiritual Consciousness Gathering Technique..."

He thought of this, and the fist of the seven kills had already hit: "Huh...Although I don't know the reason. But it seems that you made a mistake..."

After that, an old punch...oh no... it was a small punch that hit Feng Bujue's stomach.

Brother Jue, who was already unsteady on his feet, was beaten by this punch. The whole person floated more than ten centimeters in the air; the double damage caused by his own skills and external forces caused his body to enter a nearly paralyzed state in a short time, completely unable to move.

"It's an ideal combo sandbag..." Qi Sha said as he read, while preparing the back move, "Then I'm welcome!"

Ping——

Said it is too late, then it is fast, the seven kills anger burst, turn around to follow up, drinking and moving style: "!"

This trick is aimed at floating targets. The overall action is to swiftly revolve and rise up, starting with a three-stage cross-spin kick of 720 degrees in the air, followed by a super-high-speed shotgun-style pedal kick that lasts for a few seconds. If all hits, the target will hit 20 or 30 legs in four seconds, and the damage is amazing.

Feng Bujue at the moment... As Seven Kills said, because of an accidental mistake caused by a script setting, it turned into a sandbag-like state, and there was no way to react.

"It's not good..." At that moment, even Feng Bujue couldn't help thinking about it, "Maybe I died here because of this mistake!"

"Sorry. Brother Feng..." When the first two kicks of the skill hit, the seven kills had confidently made a victory declaration, "It seems I won...Huh? Ah?" But his words I couldn't finish it. Because after he finished kicking the third kick, the whole person flew over Feng Bujue's head...so that all the twenty feet behind him were lost.

"Did you make a mistake!" About five seconds later, the seven kills landed and couldn't help complaining loudly.

When he looked back, Feng Bujue had already slowed down, and he had already swallowed a survival value supplement and was full of blood.

"Ha... it seems that the height saved my life..." Feng Bujue smiled and wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, facing his opponent, and reorganized his posture.

"Damn...I have obviously become a child, and my height ratio has basically not changed. It stands to reason that this won't happen..." Qisha thought thoughtfully as he turned around.

What he said was a bit of "justification" for himself. Because the scene in Midair just now made him a bit embarrassed...It's like throwing your skills at an enemy with residual blood and turning your head back confidently... but the other side didn't die.

"Nonsense, the height ratio has not changed. But your weight has become lighter..." Feng Bujue continued, "When I was young, I jumped to the ground from a height higher than my ribs. I hardly felt anything; I was a teenager. If you do, you will feel pain in your feet; and if you are an adult, you may be injured. The reverse is also the same... Even if the power of the skill and your physical fitness are reduced in proportion, it will still be due to some physical quantities when you actually use it. The changes in the results lead to deviations in the results."

Obviously, the above paragraph is also a kind of "justification". By responding to the other party's question, Jie Ge explained his "mistake" just now.

"Well...that's how it is." Qisha nodded and replied, "As expected, he is a brother, the analysis is really fast."

"Thank you~Thank you~" Feng Bujue nodded slightly.

The two looked at each other calmly, and through this exchange and flattery, they found a step down together.

"But..." Now that the face project is finished, the politeness ends here. When the next sentence comes, the seven kills will change the conversation, "Will you tell me this information really?"

"It's okay." Feng Bujue also changed his expression and tone, and replied arrogantly, "Say or not...It doesn't have much impact on my victory."

The voice fell behind, and the two fell into a silent confrontation again. The second round of confrontation... was about to happen.

At this moment, another person joined the battle group.

"Hehe...The two have already been marked." At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded from behind Brother Jue.

Along with the sound, there is a "shadow"...

Feng Bujue turned his head after hearing the sound, and found that he had been shrouded in the tall figure of the speaker.

"It's really you, Brother Feng." Long Aomin looked at Brother Jue who was several heads shorter than him with condescending eyes, and said with a smile. "Hehe... I might not recognize it without looking at the clothes."

"But I can recognize you even without looking at the clothes..." Feng Bujue looked at the "child" who was one meter tall and had a 30-year-old man's face in front of him, and vomited sincerely. groove.

"Ah...I'm a little bit earlier." Long Ge replied with a smile, "I've been to a sports school since I was a child. I was trained as a top player, but unfortunately I didn't become a professional athlete..."

Feng Bujue is not hesitant to listen to this at the moment. Before the other party had finished speaking, he slipped through Long Ge's side, and ran away, yelling: "Cheating-shameless! The system is shameless!"

But seeing this fighting on the road running wildly, the emperor is like a dog in a bereavement, and a deer sucking like a thirsty deer, not even a bicycle...

About two seconds later, Qisha and Long Aomin reacted at the same time. Can’t help shouting in unison: "Hey——"

They did not expect that Feng Bujue would run away cheeky. When the two of them recovered, they immediately turned around and rushed to catch up. While chasing, they shouted a line that would not work in 99% of the cases: "You stop me!"

"Stand for you!" Feng Bujue was more than ten meters away (due to his physical fitness, he didn't get too much distance by running two seconds early) turning his head and cursing loudly, "You or his tell me this Is it ten years old? Like you... you don’t need to show your ID to buy cigarettes, wine, and playboy!"

"I grew up early, can you manage it!" Brother Long and Brother Jue are very familiar. He has been used to this level of spitting, and he can hold it back, "If there is a kind, don't run!"

"Who cares about you? If you don't run, you will die!" Feng Bujue continued, "I warn you...you will chase me and call the police again!"

"Huh...Call the police?" Brother Long didn't reply yet. Seven Kills sneered at the side, "Does the police take care of children fighting?"

"Help!" Who knows, Feng Bujue immediately started shouting. "The broad day is bright! There is actually a **** and his trained minions want to catch me back!"

"Fuck?" Brother Long and Qisha were shocked at the time. They had never seen such a brazen person in battle.

But... Feng Bujue's yelling didn't arouse too much attention from passers-by. First, the number of passersby is not too large; second, in any case, at least in those eyes, Long Ge is still a "child", at most a teenager; third, the three of them are all wearing "Halloween themed" Fancy outfits, which made Brother Jue's words unconvincing.

So. The three of them just chased after me and ran wildly on the walkways of the community... I don't know when they will be the heads.

…………

At the same time, hundreds of miles away from the player’s location.

Above 10,000 meters in the sky. A commercial cargo plane with a logo printed on its fuselage is flying steadily.

In the cockpit, a pilot wearing a shirt is complaining to his co-pilot: "It's a frustrating errand... isn't it? Dude."

"Huh?" The co-pilot looked a little inexplicable. "What's the matter?"

"What's the matter?" The pilot said in a mocking tone, "We are carrying a pile of wooden boxes filled with dead people from the junk made from World War II bombers. Should I have a party to celebrate this? "

"Really?" The co-pilot shrugged, "Then you might as well...have our ‘passengers’ complained? Are they airsick? Did they ask you for almonds?"

The pilot smiled knowingly after hearing this sentence: "Well... you are right, this job is really good, we should be happy about it."

Like most of the cutscene characters in low-cost horror movies, these two guys have limited lines and are very innocent. It is almost doubtful whether the screenwriter spilled coffee on his pants when writing these dialogues. . However, the main purpose of this bridge segment is still achieved, and that is to convey some information to the audience.

Rumble--

As the two pilots were talking, suddenly, a strange noise came from the rear cabin.

After hearing the sound, the two turned their heads in sync, staring at each other, and then looked at the rear hatch together.

"I thought they were dead," the pilot said half-jokingly.

"Yes, they are dead." The co-pilot responded.

After a short silence, the pilot took off his headset and stood up: "I have to... I have to check it later."

"Hmm..." The co-pilot put on a noncommittal look, chewing gum and replied, "OK, then I will stay here and make some strange noises."

So far, the two of them are still in a relatively relaxed state where they don't take the sound seriously.

Of course, this is also the usual style of horror film characters. They tend to show a scornful attitude towards those small and weird phenomena, but at the same time they will not let it go and have to find out.

And this kind of logically contradictory behavior is the main reason why they get the lunch...

Crack--

As the cabin door was opened, the pilot quickly stepped into it.

The two sides of the cabin were filled with large boxes covered by net bags, and an unfixed rectangular box was placed in the middle. For some reason, the light in the cabin was red, which made the pilot had to hold a flashlight to check.

In short, he simply scanned with a flashlight and found nothing unusual. But just when he was about to go back, suddenly...

Squeak——

A bat screamed and flashed, and flew towards him.

When the pilot saw this, he instinctively squatted to avoid. After flashing the attack, he still cursed and said: "Come on, come out, you beast, where are you?"

He scolded and turned around~IndoMTL.com~ trying to search for the bats. Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he saw... a man in a black evening dress and a black cloak.

This "person" has a pale and terrifying face, and his face is sharp and his fangs are exposed.

This classic style of Dracula has appeared in many film and television works, and has basically been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Generally speaking, we would think that... the earl would pounce on the pilot’s neck in an instant and **** the blood from his body.

However, this Dracula in the world of "Monster Falling Rangers" is a very non-mainstream existence.

Boom——

Even the pilot himself didn't expect that in the next second, he would get a punch.

Yes, this Dracula didn't try to **** blood, nor did he activate some cool abilities...such as power or hypnosis...to deal with him.

What he did...just raised one hand and punched the opponent cleanly...