Speaking of which, just killing 'two people' can conjure up a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, which is also a brand new version that Su Ming has never played.He and Harley had killed the angelic duo nearly two hundred times in three minutes, and the identical-looking corpses had been piled up in a circular hill on all sides, and the blood had moistened the barren ground and seeped into the dry soil below along the broken asphalt.Although they are weak, they are indeed qualified as God's weapons, and this infinite 'release-running corpse' alone has great potential.Su Ming even felt that he had become a boss in some game, and these two players wanted to brush themselves by piling up heads?
It's a pity that times have changed, and their set would have been useful if it had been placed a thousand years ago, but now humans have guns."
Smack!"
Another gunshot rang out, and the two angels, who had just climbed up the pile of corpses, rolled down the hillside with a grunt, but then the other pair jumped out of the bushes in the direction behind Deathstroke and rushed again.The cloak behind Deathstroke spread like wings, the black and yellow armor slowly rose into the air, and after the mercenaries calmly killed them again, they looked at the duo running out from behind the dead trees and shouted, "Haven't you died enough?"
How about thinking about trading?
”"No, we're going to tire you out."
The fat man shouted loudly, his face expressionless as a running living corpse: "Heaven is not coerced in any way, and it will not negotiate terms with mortals. ”"Yes, even if it doesn't tire you to death, it will annoy you."
The thin man beside him added, and charged side by side with his good brother again: "Admit defeat, mortal, my lord will forgive your soul." ”Deathstroke sighed and pulled the trigger with both hands, and the two fell down again, and two new bodies jumped out of the empty pool behind the ruins of the house.Strangler came out to help him change the magazine, and the little bean sprouts' eyes turned into dead fish."
Huh?"
Does it mean that the angels all saw the host flying out of thin air, saw themselves emerge as symbiotes, saw talking orangutans, and the infinity bullet weapons that were simply unscientific and they still thought they were dealing with mortals?
The angels in this place are too stupid, aren't they?"
People are right, I'm really just an ordinary person."
Su Ming put down the angels again, put away his weapons, and then activated the Yellow Lantern Ring to summon the embodiment of fear, and let them play with the two: "It's just a little stronger than the others." ”The low-level angel is almost the level of the neighborhood vigilante, and this level is cannon fodder in a real big event, so what can you do to fight the holder of the lamp ring?
Although it is another pluralistic system, it is still DC, and the power of the emotional spectrum is not compromised at all.Then he took off the cloak behind him, and asked it to fish out and Harley from the 'corpse crater', since the other party didn't want to talk about it yet, then let's see the air first, the angel's wings are actually similar to the wings of a chicken, you can do without it, but you can't do without it.Heaven's Advent Teleportation is very easy to use, and it is true that it is faster than flying, but it is simply stupid to give up the ability to fly because of this, like because the city is connected to the high-speed rail, so some of them no longer ride bicycles.You see, chicken wings are usually useless, but as long as they go through some other steps, they taste delicious."
We're just spending it?
There is a lot of movement here, maybe the police will come soon, first of all, I will not kill innocent people. ”As long as there are guns and enough ammunition, let alone a death knell, even he feels that he can spend a whole day with them, he and Harley are supported by the flying carpet and float next to Su Ming, sitting cross-legged, supporting their heads with their arms to show that they are good orangutans."
Oh, you said that, don't worry, there are only a hundred families in this town, and there is only one sheriff, and it's time to get off work."
Su Ming held the yellow light ring indifferently, and looked at Director Gordon endlessly, and there was no such police here, only a migrant worker who lived for a living. ”The total number of police officers in the United States is 1 million, and after deducting all kinds of civilian personnel, there are still more than 600,000,000 left, and the total population is more than 300 million, which means that for every 100 citizens, only 02 police officers can be allocated.In fact, most of the police force is concentrated in large cities such as New York or Los Angeles, and in general large towns there is often a sheriff with one or two police officers, and some remote places do not even have a sheriff, relying on the local chief executive or militia organization to maintain social order.Watching the two angels below jump as hard as they can, stretching out their hands in vain like small animals trying to pick the fruit from the tree, and even dodging the attacks of the yellow lamps at the same time, I even felt a little pitiful for them.The orangutan is knife-mouthed and tofu-hearted, and he said, "It's almost enough, you've killed them hundreds of times, hurry up and negotiate a good business, let's go to dinner." ”Su Ming sighed, and what he said was true, it is really not interesting to play this kind of game for a long time: "Okay, today I will teach you how to deal with people with immortality, that is, to make them worse than dead, it is easy to break through their psychological defense." ”"Uh-huh, I know."
Yawned, he had been busy since he came out of the bar, and he felt a little tired: "No matter what you do, I just want to find a quiet place to have a drink and smoke a cigarette right now." ”In the night, the floating Knell raised a hand, and the colorful light converged in his palm, gradually turning into a rolling sphere.He tossed the cosmic energy ball in his hand, as if weighing it, and then spoke: "I said before that the town of Anville is a very interesting place, and there are solutions to the current problems buried in the ground. ”"You mean, biogas digesters?"
Hallie's expression became a little disgusted.Indeed, the town of Anvil was once prosperous due to the road transport industry, but the construction of the national highway has rapidly decayed the area, and many residents have returned to their original means of livelihood, which is farming.The Gobi Desert used to be rich pastures, but now indoor captivity is the mainstream, because there are more things that can generate profits.This is talking about.In the past, when grazing was carried out, those things were dried naturally in broad daylight, but as long as they are collected, they can create value.This was done by a large landowner in the town, who owned several farms under his name, raised thousands of cattle, and employed many people to take care of them.The cow dung and the town's human manure were sent underground through the farm's pipes, where he built a huge hermetically sealed digester the size of a town, which he then sold to the residents for fuel.It sounds like an environmentally friendly thing, but he built the digester 40 years ago, and it has never been cleaned, never been, only in and out.Over the years, countless amounts of manure have been piled up underground, forming an underground high-pressure biogas layer and a super-giant underground dung sea larger than the entire town."
I suggest you cover your nose, the next scene may be very strong."
Knell's black and yellow mask rises, and he throws the ball of light in his hand towards the ruins of the fast food restaurant.