Chapter 171

After an ambush, Wang Huba's escort team lost a pickup truck and four men. Zhang Pingfan also saw the cruelty of the alien world. If human soldiers died in battle, they would die. But Wang Huba just buried their hands and left.

Even other strange people don't show the state of being miserable on the surface. It's hard-blooded or cold-blooded. This kind of world makes Zhang ordinary feel strange.

It seems that this ambush is the only action. In the next few days, their team did not receive the second ambush. However, even so, they still commandeered a modified car to explore the way when they were in the next strange place. Looking at the way that Wang Huba was waiting for them, the protagonist Zhang Pingfan relaxed.

His left arm has been dealt with simply. It can be seen that Wang Huba's attitude towards himself is more and more impatient. As long as he can't die, he will deal with it casually. Fortunately, Zhang's recovery ability is too strong, so he has no infection.

He closed his eyes and pretended to close his eyes. His left arm was crisp and numb. If he opened the gauze, he could see that the granulation inside was soaring at the speed visible to the naked eye. What made Zhang ordinary feel puzzled was that he was also under Rosen's attack. Why was his left arm nearly disabled, but his right arm was only a little painful?

When no one noticed, he secretly observed that some familiar lines appeared on his right arm, which seemed to be similar to golden scales. When he pressed down, he could feel the elasticity of the skin, which was different from the hardness before.

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Zhang Fanfan thought of a possibility. When he closed his eyes, he looked at his nose and heart with his eyes closed. In his mind, he came up with the shape of an arm, which was exactly the right arm he outlined with his memory when he was meditating!

Is this really just a coincidence, or is meditation a special function?

Because he can't observe the chest and back now, he can only try to outline the outline of his left arm. This time, he focuses on feeling the change of his left arm. When the first scale appears, his left arm doesn't change. But when the number reaches dozens of scales, Zhang ordinary suddenly feels a tingling pain!

"Hiss!" His air-conditioning appearance attracted Wang Huba's attention.

"What's the matter?"

Zhang ordinary shook his head: "may be some arm infection, no big deal."

"Oh... Do you want a new gauze?"

This is against one's will. The other party's casual appearance is obviously that he doesn't want to trouble. Zhang ordinary also simply said: "no, I'd better hurry up."

The other party did not insist, Zhang ordinary sneer to continue to meditate.

The feedback from his left arm tells Zhang Pingfan that this kind of meditation really works. Now it seems that if it is really because of the effect of meditation that the golden scale beetle hides in the skin and forms a special pattern, what will be its defense level if the whole body is outlined? I'm afraid it's a B-class stranger!

Zhang Pingfan's heart began to be excited, and the scales he outlined failed because his mind swayed.

He quickly stabilized his mind and sketched again. This kind of work is time-consuming, but it must be promoted faster than the ordinary alien. He has only reached the level of C alien for a few months, and can reach the level of B alien's defense in such a fast time, which will scare a group of people's jaws.

At the same time, he also has a bold idea that when he outlines the golden scale beetle, it will make the golden scale beetle mutate. If he meditates and outlines other parts, will he also make his claws and eyes produce any special abilities?

As soon as this idea is raised, it can't be restrained any more. You should know that the attack power has always been an ordinary short board. After all, defense and speed are only used for protection. Only attack can kill the enemy.

For example, when Rosen stealthily attacks in the car, if he has a strong attack, he can completely kill Wang Huba before he arrives, but the opponent's scales are as solid as gold, and his sharp claws are very round and blunt, so he can't break through the defense, so he can only be beaten passively.

When the left arm was half drawn, he found that his arm bone seemed unable to bear the load and began to suffer severe pain. He had to stop and turn his head to the completed right arm and began to draw his right claw.

He quietly popped out a nail, printed it into his mind, and then began to copy it.

With one stroke, it seems that the sharp claw is better than the scale beetle in delineation, but when the last stroke is about to be completed, the claw will protrude,

Bang a crisp ring, Zhang ordinary pain exhaled sound, he found that his outline of the nail surface is full of cracks, ready to burst.

His face changed greatly. What's the matter!

The sudden sound also attracted the attention of Chang Cong and Wang Huba.

"What's the matter?"

Chang Cong suddenly turns his head, a pair of vertical pupils are full of vigilance. He thinks that the enemy attack has already entered the combat form. As for Wang Huba's face, there is a virtual shadow of the tiger's head.

Zhang ordinary endure pain, wry smile said: "no... nothing, there may be internal injury."

His clumsy lie couldn't be concealed from Chang Cong. A pair of vertical pupils kept scanning him, especially on his trembling right hand.

"Boy, I don't care what you're doing. You'd better be honest."

"Brother Zhang, everyone is protecting you now. Don't make any moths by yourself." Wang Huba warned secretly, and his face was full of unhappiness.

Now people have to bow under the eaves, Zhang ordinary can only nod: "don't worry, the same thing won't happen after."

Hearing his promise, Chang Cong turns back. However, Zhang ordinary can feel that Wang Huba is no longer as careless as before, and his eyes begin to drift towards him. It seems that he is suspicious of what he did just now.

This guy didn't believe in himself from the beginning.

There was no way. With their surveillance, Zhang ordinary had to stop trying. He wondered what was going on. Why didn't the golden scale beetle have any problems, but the sharp claw had to break?

If we go on, will all the claws burst open? Isn't it a waste of ability?

In any case, he can't go on, at least not in this section of the road. If the other party finds something strange in him, it's hard to avoid evil intentions.

As far as I know, this meditation is a means of cultivation of ancient people. There are only two possibilities for it to be lost in the end. One is that this meditation is pure nothingness. The second is that the effect of this meditation needs to meet some conditions before it can work, and I may have met this condition by mistake.

If the method of meditation really goes against the heaven, it will be regarded as a mouse to thoroughly investigate the secrets of its body.

Zhang ordinary made up his mind to keep this secret in his heart. Even if Han Tianxiang asked, he could not admit it.

After the journey, it was quiet and strange. Two cars drove one after the other. They chose the way where there was no one to walk, but none of them could touch. Zhang gave up the idea of trying to strengthen other abilities, and focused on his golden scales. When his left arm was finished, he outlined his legs. Even when he got out of the car to let the wind, he would secretly take a look at the scales on his abdomen.

Three days and two nights,

More than half of the journey has passed. As the distance from Kyoto is getting closer and closer, other people on the bus have relaxed their vigilance. After all, the closer the distance from Kyoto is, the more people of ow dare not show up. That's the headquarters of the General Administration of foreign people!

At night, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse. After a long journey, even the stranger is a little tired. Wang Huba orders to have a rest tonight, and the two cars slowly stop in the wilderness.

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