Chapter 235

Adam killed the werewolf with a divine shock, and the werewolf's attack attracted people's attention.

The punisher was fighting with the lesser werewolf, and he was very determined. Even if he was shocked by Adam's action, he just glanced at it and immediately put all his fighting power on the battle.

Compared with the focus of the punisher, the werewolf seems to be a bit of a dead man. After discovering that his eldest brother was shocked to death by Adam's move, his spirit fell into a trance, and his fighting action also stopped.

The punisher seized the opportunity of the werewolf's absence, and hit another intact eye with a fierce shot. The bullet penetrated the eye socket and penetrated into the brain. Even the werewolf could not suffer the brain damage and died on the spot.

Although the mutant who launched the energy was startled, he didn't lose the courage to launch an attack and threw his invincible flame energy at Adam.

Adam snapped his fingers and directly rebounded the attack with his divine power. The energy of the fire group returned in the same way, beating the mutant who launched the energy into a ball of coke.

Baru, the mutant whose axe was cut, stood in the same place. He seemed to be frightened. The cheap waiter was not idle. He cut off the mutant's head with a knife. By this time, the robber gang had all died.

The punisher looks at Adam warily, and the gun in his hand aims at the direction where Adam stands.

Lonely Punisher, never trust anyone.

The dead waiter's eyes looked at Adam. He didn't launch his disgusting mouth gun skill. On the contrary, he seemed to be in a dull state.

"The great dead man, why don't you talk when you see me?" Adam looks at the dead waiter like a joke“ I think you should be able to say something to me. "

The dead waiter stood still, his knife fell to the ground, and his mouth was whispering.

"I seem to have seen something extraordinary!"

"Wow, isn't this the great protagonist, my lord?"

"Madder, why does the Lord steward have a bad feeling that my part is coming to an end?"

"It shouldn't be. Such a novel on the street depends on the death servant. How can the death servant get the Bento?"

"Let me see what this idiot writer is doing. Does this guy want to be a eunuch?"

"Oh, this stupid, brainbroken guy is writing a new book!"

"No, in that case, can't the death servant continue to show his style in this street novel?"

"The death waiter should stop the dangerous ideas of the idiot writer!"

Adam tilted his head and looked at the dead waiter. He was curious why he kept whispering and didn't say it out loud. It's not like the style of Marvel's first gun.

I saw the dead waiter pick up the long metal knife of Edelman from the ground and gently scratch the void in front of him. A dark space crack appeared in the playground.

Adam's pupils contracted, and even he didn't find out how the dead waiter had just done all this, and the throne didn't find any spatial fluctuations.

"Baby Adam, you stand here and don't move, waiting on dad to buy some oranges... No, to save your destiny!" After the death attendant said a strange word to Adam, he stepped into the space crack.

Adam just wanted to go in and see which space the dead waiter went to, but suddenly he found that his body didn't listen to the command at all, as if there was a terrible danger behind the crack in the space.

The punisher found that the dead waiter was gone, but the dangerous guy stood in a daze, turned a few thoughts in his heart, put away his gun, turned around and left the playground quickly.

Adam suddenly found that he could not do anything, even walking could not do this kind of thing, can only stand still in a daze.

"Falling?"

"System?"

"Get the damn system out of here!"

"Use the hero card! Hurry up

"What's the use?"

Even Adam's call system didn't work, and the system became unresponsive, as if Adam had never owned a system.

Dead attendants cross the space cracks and appear in a small room with dim light.

The furnishings in this small room are very simple. There is a bed and a desk. There is a computer on the desk. There is a lazy chair in front of the desk. Behind the chair is a wardrobe for clothes. Besides, there is nothing else.

He is tall and powerful, handsome, romantic, loved by everyone, flowers bloom, cars grow, talented, rich and talented, Yushulinfeng, handsome, romantic, looks like Pan an. He is called a pear flower pressing Begonia. He is handsome, invincible, and charms thousands of girls. He abandoned fairy sister and angel baby in those years, The figure of GUI jianchou, the killer of love field, appeared in front of the dead servant.

At this time, this man, who has the talent of the world, the ambition of swallowing mountains and rivers, the knowledge of astronomy and geography, the knowledge of Chinese and western all night, is lying in front of the computer and tapping the keyboard.

A dead servant sighs in secret. It is worthy of Wen's ability to put pen to the world, and Wu's ability to set heaven and earth. Beauty and wisdom are equally important, the embodiment of hero and narrow sense.

The dead waiter didn't speak. Instead, he rubbed the blood on his body and secretly looked at the words appearing on his computer.

Through the profound words on the computer, the dead server seems to see this man's heroic posture of looking at the wolf and walking with a dragon and a tiger; It's as if I saw this man's intelligent manner of writing articles all over the world; It's as if I saw this man's heroic spirit of looking around with his sword and pointing out the country!

At this time, the man seemed to find that someone behind him looked back at the dead waiter, who also saw the front of the man.

The cold and proud eyes seem to have no focal length, the dark fundus is full of comfortable, dark hair, scattered in the ear, and the ear drill emits blue light. Handsome can't help but make people secretly admire, around him is a cold smell.

The dead waiter couldn't help looking into this person's eyes. They looked at each other, and the dead waiter suddenly felt cool in his heart.

His black eyes, suddenly cage the upper layer of bloodthirsty chill, as if the devil came into the world alone, a pair of ice eyes easily penetrate the heart, pierce the heart of the most weak corner.

The author is so terrible!

“cosplay？ How did you get in? "

The author frowned, and the cold air between the eyebrows and eyes became more intense. A kind of deep soul shock rose from the heart of the dead waiter.

"I'm, I'm, I'm Wade, wade the dead man." The waiter stammered, "I just came to see my great father's face. I'll go right away!"

The dead waiter wants to leave, but the author suddenly opens his mouth.

"I know why you came here, but you really can't continue to exist. Even I can't stir up the river crab, so I'll use you for the next book."

The dead waiter suddenly turned his head and said with a little grievance in his voice: "I can not say so many Sao words, or I can not say those forbidden words. Give me another chance!"

The author shook his head with a smile and said, "without those, are you still a dead waiter?"

The dead waiter seemed to have realized something, and a smile appeared on his face.

"One day, when I write a novel, I don't care about touching the line. I look forward to that day."

The author looked at the man in the red tights, who gradually faded away, and said with a smile, "I'm looking forward to it, too."