Chapter 733

In the eyes of those monsters who are half human, half fish and half frog, Zhang Heng's body soars into the air, his huge black wings unfold behind him, and at the same time, there are feather like shadows falling from the air.

This is the first time Zhang Heng has experienced the feeling of flying in the air.

Of course, the experience of flying doesn't count. This time, he doesn't fly by himself with the help of foreign objects, but his current situation is different from that of birds. In his consciousness, he can feel the existence of wings, but in fact, he can't control it through muscles. Zhang Heng is also exploring the method of waving his wings.

This also makes him look a bit bumpy, Zhang Heng even dare not leave the ground too high, just out of those monsters jump up to the height, and then fly towards the encirclement.

In the moonlight, a shadow was passing through the grass.

At the same time, the opposite is a group of monsters with their heads up.

It is obvious that they have been preparing for this evening for a long time, just like a well rehearsed stage play. However, the current changes are beyond their plans. No one thought that Zhang Heng could fly directly.

Twelve seconds is short.

Zhang Heng calculated the time in his heart, and finally tried to reduce the height one second before and fall back to the ground again. However, he did not master the speed and strength of the landing. One arm landed first, and then the whole person flew out directly and rolled several times on the ground.

Zhang Heng didn't even care to check his injury. After he got up, he continued to run forward.

Although he leaped over most of the enemies by flying this distance, there were still many sporadic monsters nearby.

And his wings can't be used in a short time, and Zhang Heng is not fully sure that he will be able to run away. After all, in terms of his familiarity with this place, he is certainly not as good as these aborigines who have lived for decades or even longer.

But just then, he heard a string of rapid syllables from a priest with a golden crown.

Zhang Heng is not sure whether the other party survived from his gun, because although the number of priests in this group is not many, but also many, certainly more than three, then more and more monsters repeat that strange string of syllables, and stop at the same time, just like a marching army heard the order.

Zhang Heng was not affected, but he was also looking back as he ran. For the time being, he didn't find any next move from those guys. It seemed that he was going to stand and watch him leave.

So Zhang Heng ran for a while, and gradually slowed down.

And just then his ears heard another sound.

If the voice of those monsters who are half human, half fish and frog is just hoarse and uncomfortable, the malice contained in this low voice may just make a sane ordinary person completely crazy. It seems to come from the depths of hell.

However, Zhang Heng's own feelings have not much left, but there is no big reaction.

But he also roughly guessed that it should be the sound of something on the black reef.

Unfortunately, its figure was blocked by the breakwater, and Zhang Heng could not see its appearance.

At the same time, the white smoke reappeared around Zhang Heng. Judging from the taste, it was the cigar that was given to him by the bartender.

Zhang Heng knew that it was time to leave. He finally looked at the low and dilapidated buildings and ruins in the remote town, at the half spire bathed in the moonlight, and then let the white smoke wrap his body.

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"You're staying longer than I thought." The bartender looked at the wall clock in the lounge and said to Zhang Heng, "how is it? Is the assessment going well?"

"I don't know if it's going well or not." Zhang Heng seems to think of something here, suddenly closed his mouth, and then asked, "how long has it been?"

The bartender Miss Wen Yan didn't care much. She was never a person who liked to explore other people's secrets. From this point of view, her game point waiter seemed to do well, except for her pursuit and persistence of game points.

"You've been here for about half a minute. Now that you're awake, come and settle the bill."

"How much?" Zhang Heng was not too surprised. Although he felt that he had been in that strange town for almost half a day, after experiencing the baptism of the copy, he was used to the change of time.

But that place doesn't look like a copy. His props and property panel, including starfish on his wrist, can't be seen. What he wants to say is more like a dream.

"100 game points."

"Is it so expensive?" Zhang Heng frowned.

"It's nothing compared to what you get." The bartender raised her eyebrows and went to the bar to return all the props Zhang Heng had sent to him.

"But I don't have so many points." Zhang Hengdao.

"No way, aren't you number one on the proxy wars list?" The bartender was surprised."But there are no points to earn in the proxy war copy."

Zhang Heng said truthfully that originally he could get 400 points for yogurt, but later he offset them with props. When he came back from the Western copy, his points were basically used to pay his debts. Now he still has about 30 points.

"Yes, your points are used to recast that knife." The bartender held her chin. "What can I do?"

"I still have 29 points of game points. If I can, I'll return the rest to you after the next copy." Zhang Hengdao.

"If it's someone else, it won't work, because I don't know if he can survive the next round of copies, or if he can earn enough points in the next copy. But in view of the pleasant cooperation we have had so many times, I may make an exception and let you pay on credit once, but not again. " Miss bartender said, it's rare to be human.

But Zhang Heng doesn't seem to appreciate it very much. He looks like a move. "You used to collect money before you provided services."

"You mean I should refuse you this time?"

"That's not true. It's just that you really don't have the same rules as before. You seem to support me to take part in the assessment." Zhang Heng thought of something and looked into the eyes of the bartender.

The latter's mouth raised, "are you doubting me? Why, what else happened in the previous assessment? "

Zhang Heng couldn't read any information from the bright and crafty eyes of the bartender lady. In the end, he could only say, "nothing, maybe it's just a coincidence."

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