svetikya Chapter 413: Sand-Sand Fruit?
Chapter 413: Sand-Sand Fruit?
Chapter 413 Shasha Fruit?
Wang Dong took a closer look, and what he saw the second time made his hair stand on end and his stomach churn. The guy who was pinching the werewolf's neck and talking was even more terrifying and disgusting than the werewolf!
This guy's body was twisted, and he exuded a strange aura. When he noticed the sand around him that seemed to be alive, he instantly realized that the person in front of him must be the famous Mawala!
"Okay~" Wang Dong secretly complained, and without saying anything, he turned around and ran downstairs. While running, he kept saying in his mind: "Excuse me! Excuse me!"
You know, he had made painstaking preparations for this life-and-death battle.
He carried with him a C-grade spider needle worth two hundred thousand. This precious potion could greatly enhance the user's strength, agility, and ability to sense danger in a very short period of time.
I thought that with this powerful weapon, I would be invincible in the battle.
However, reality gave him a blow! Who would have thought that when he rushed forward, the mighty man who used the B-level wolf transformation injection would be strangled by the neck like a lamb to be slaughtered, and his life was hanging by a thread, and he could die at any time.
Wang Dong was completely dumbfounded in this situation and had no idea how to respond. After thinking about it, he realized that the best thing to do was to pretend that he knew nothing about it and run away.
But who would have thought that just as he was running desperately and was about to reach the middle of the stairs, the man who came with him suddenly pulled out a pistol from his clothes with great skill.
The man took aim and pulled the trigger without hesitation. A loud bang was heard, echoing throughout the corridor.
Wang Dong couldn't help but curse in his heart: "Why are young people nowadays so impulsive and reckless? They do things so recklessly and directly!"
“I said, since we’ve come here, we must not return empty-handed… Oops, no, this metaphor doesn’t seem quite right.
Forget it, never mind! Anyway, you go ahead and leave this guy to me. Don't worry, I can handle it!
Thank you so much for the information you provided me. As for the money you owed me, hehe, just consider it as the information fee this time.
Oh, yes, I have one more important favor to ask of you. Please keep an eye on my backpack. There is a cute little cat in it. Don’t let it run around!”
As Liu Tianci spoke, he quickly took out the empty magazine in his hand and began to reload the bullets with skillful and agile movements.
He took a small step back and looked up at Wang Dong who was standing above the corridor, his eyes firm and confident.
"Well, you must be more careful..." Wang Dong responded.
But to be honest, asking him to stay and watch the game? That's simply a fantasy!
He thought to himself: Perhaps the reason why Liu Tianci acted so confident and assured was because he had made some adequate preparations in advance or had a special response strategy.
But the problem is that these preparations and strategies have nothing to do with oneself.
If I choose to stay here, and if Liu Tianci is actually just bluffing and blindly arrogant, then when the situation gets out of control, won’t I also suffer? I might even become his burial companion?
On the other hand, if Liu Tianci finally succeeds in defeating his opponent and winning, all the spoils will probably belong to him alone and will have nothing to do with him.
In this case, it would be better to leave now. At least I don’t have to repay the favor I owe him, right?
So Wang Dong turned around and left without hesitation, walking hurriedly, as if he was afraid that if he walked slower he would be involved in this unknown danger.
"Then you... must be careful!" Wang Dong, who was standing on the side of the corridor, looked ahead nervously. Just as he was about to retreat, he suddenly saw a sand snake swooping towards Liu Tianci like lightning.
Liu Tianci flashed and swiftly stepped back. The sand snake barely slid past him 5 centimeters away, causing a slight sound of wind.
However, from beginning to end, Liu Tianci's eyes were always firmly fixed on the corridor, but his body seemed to have an extraordinary instinctive reaction, able to respond accurately to danger in an instant.
"Hurry up and go! Don't waste any more time." Liu Tianci shouted without turning his head, while his hands kept moving, quickly loading the Qingyi pistol with ammunition.
When he saw Wang Dong turn and leave, he raised his hand without hesitation, aimed at the sand snake in front of him that was still staring at him, and pulled the trigger decisively.
There was a loud "bang" and a dazzling flame burst out from the muzzle of the gun.
Surprisingly, after the bullet hit the sand snake, it seemed to sink into a ball of cotton without causing any ripples. It could even be said that not even a single wave was splashed.
"What on earth is going on?" Liu Tianci was secretly confused. How could this seemingly ordinary sand snake be so tough and easily withstand the attack of bullets? Could it have some special defensive ability?
At this time, the sand snake seemed to be enraged. It opened its bloody mouth, revealing its sharp fangs, and launched a fierce attack on Liu Tianci again.
Faced with this fierce enemy, Liu Tianci did not retreat. Instead, he flexibly dodged the attacks of the sand snakes while thinking about how to deal with it.
"Wait! Please wait a moment! I have another very important question to ask you. Please respond to me first."
Liu Tianci shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice seemed to break through the sky. At the same time, he stared closely at the mysterious sand snake in front of him, his eyes revealing a strong sense of curiosity and exploration.
It seems eager to uncover the secrets hidden in it and start a unique and thrilling conversation with it.
Liu Tianci carefully looked up and down at the creepy monster in front of him, wondering in his heart how to deal with the current situation.
Suddenly, as if he thought of something, he quickly reached into his pocket and fumbled around. After a moment, he finally took out his cell phone.
He skillfully opened the photo album, found a photo of a man named Qi Lin, and enlarged it to the center of the screen. Then he raised his phone to the same height as the monster in front of him and compared it carefully.
After a careful comparison, Liu Tianci was surprised to find that this monster was somewhat similar to Qi Lin in the photo.
He couldn't help but take a deep breath, his throat rolled slightly, and then he calmed down and continued, "Before this, have you ever swallowed a strange fish-like creature? And you appeared in this appearance at that time, right?"
Hearing this, the sand snake twisted its body slightly and made a low and hoarse hissing sound, as if responding to Liu Tianci's words.
Its cold and ruthless eyes stared at the phone in Liu Tianci's hand, and it uttered a question full of doubt: "Oh? You actually know him? Could it be that... he is your friend?"
Before he finished speaking, the sand shield that was originally formed by his right hand suddenly began to tremble violently. In the blink of an eye, it condensed into a hideous sand snake and pounced towards a corpse next to it like lightning.
However, at this moment, a crisp gunshot pierced the sky - it turned out that Liu Tianci was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and had already aimed the gun in his hand at the sand snake's head.
As the bullet whizzed out and hit the target accurately, the sand shield dissipated instantly and turned into a pile of loose sand that scattered all over the ground.
But the sand snake did not give up. Almost at the same time, another sand snake formed by the left hand launched a silent sneak attack from behind Liu Tianci.
However, Liu Tianci seemed to have eyes on his back. He didn't even turn his head. He just slightly turned his body and easily avoided the attack.
Seeing this scene, Mawala, who was hiding in the distance and controlling the sand snakes, became more and more gloomy and ugly, and a layer of fine beads of sweat gradually seeped out of his forehead.