Chapter 957

"Clatter"!

The meteor hammer of the rock pillar hit the floor.

Poof!

The ghost dance just ready to start was not miserable. It stumbled and fell directly into a dog's shit.

At this moment

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely embarrassing!

It's been a long time.

"Sorry, sorry."

Yanzhu scratched his head and smiled at the vigilant Black Death Mou and Tong Mo:

"I'm blind. I just slipped my hand."

“？？？”

Friends present.

They all put question marks in their faces.

You are blind.

What does it have to do with your hand slipping?

You obviously want to.

Take the opportunity to attack the ghost dance without tragedy!

Turn your head.

The ghost dance is not miserable. It has taken the opportunity to get up from the ground and even blushed to help Yanzhu explain: "it's normal. I just slipped my feet."

“？？？”

Friends present.

He put the question mark in his face again.

You sit in the chair.

If you want to slide, it's also your ass.

What's the matter with your feet?

You know.

I just want to leave my three men.

Take the opportunity to escape!

to make a long story short!

These two guys.

A seemingly honest man.

In fact, it's full of bad water.

One looks majestic and arrogant.

actually.

In danger.

Run faster than anyone!

Rock pillar, ghost dance without tragedy: Damn!

The human setup has collapsed!

But in fact.

They are also very helpless!

Who knew this would happen?

And

Now?

What the hell?

It's time for them to lift up Lin Bei.

Or did he not raise it?

Ghost dance without tragedy is very tangled: because it is related to it, whether it should continue to escape or not.

More tangled rock column:

Because he doesn't count.

There seems to be something wrong with this matter!

Don't raise it.

He should take the remaining six columns now.

Go and dance with ghosts.

But

The time has been missed!

And

Lin Bei is not dead again!

The strength to the north of Lin.

They don't have to go to wumiserable desperately.

But

If Lin Bei holds it up.

"Where's the knife?"

Don't take out the knife.

How can you kill ghosts without suffering?

Hesitated.

Yanzhu decided to ask Linbei directly.

"That... Lin Bei?"

Yanzhu rubbed his hands and smiled:

"Excuse me, why don't you take out the fierce sword and join us in the battle?"

"Huh?"

As soon as Lin Bei lay back in the beach chair, he was stunned: "what are you talking about? When did I say I was going to fight? "

When that comes out.

The rock pillar is also confused.

"This, that..."

"I just, didn't I just cooperate with you, a big chest for a big fierce?"

Halfway through.

The rock pillar woke up.

oh

So

It has always been my wishful thinking.

What shit, Nakano linkage, exquisite cooperation.

He's just simple.

Want to eat my wild monster!

Think about it.

The rock pillars all understand:

This one.

I played clown!

When the clown's sadness flows directly upstream into a river.

But

As the head of the nine pillars.

The pillar soon perked up.

Whether he is a clown or not.

They kill ghosts.

Lin Bei's support is urgently needed.

So

"Lin Bei!"

"The only chance to eradicate the ghost dance is no tragedy. The hope of all mankind is all on you!"

The rock pillar trembled his hands.

Grasp Lin Bei's shoulder:

"Please also forget your unhappiness and fight for mankind with us!"

These words.

Extremely infectious!

The ghost dancer couldn't help but move her ass off the bench and express with her own actions:

Lin Bei.

Don't promise!

If you promise, I'll show you!

"Of course I won't promise!"

Lin Bei grinned and smiled faintly, "because what you said is all a joke."

"Hoo!"

There was a sigh of relief.

Move your ass back to the bench.

In his heart, he secretly praised Lin Bei:

Well said!

But

Why did Lin Bei say that.

What Yanzhu just said is a joke?

You know.

It doesn't hurt.

I was almost moved by the rock pillar just now!

I wish I could slap myself to death!

Benefit mankind!

In a word

Everyone was confused.

Such an impassioned speech by Yanzhu.

What on earth is it like a joke?

"Every sentence is like!"

Lin Bei smiled:

"Let's take the first sentence as an example!"

The only chance to kill no tragedy?

Stop kidding!

No tragedy.

No, it's a wild monster in the grass.

Brush whenever you want?

"What's the only chance."

Lin Beichao shook his head with a tragic smile:

"You say, isn't that funny?"

No pain: "

"By the way, there is a second sentence."

Lin Bei laughed while drinking coke:

"The hope of all mankind?"

It's nothing to say he's hoping.

But what?

No one is miserable.

When did it become a nightmare for all mankind?

Don't say he's here.

Even if he doesn't come!

No one is miserable.

In front of the torrent of the era rolling forward.

Can't turn over any waves!

Lin Bei can remember very clearly: in less than a hundred years, the ghost will destroy the world and enter modern civilization.

That is to say

Ghost dance has no tragedy.

Discovered by forces at the national level.

Hundreds of special forces carrying special ultraviolet RPG will fall from the sky immediately.

Then say to it:

My Lord, I have to eat shit!

This.

As early as the world of fire and shadow.

Lin Bei has already experimented.

In front of the billowing torrent of the times, even ninjas who can go from heaven to earth are powerless to stop.

A mere cannibal?

The best fate.

It was hit in the head by a special ultraviolet bullet.

And high probability.

Will be caught alive by humans and sent to the laboratory.

As a white mouse.

Contribute to the immortality of mankind!

“……”

Hear this.

Everyone present, every ghost.

They were all stunned.

Because

Lin Bei's remarks directly and fundamentally negate the millennial war between them.

If the future.

Like Lin Bei said.

It's not miserable. What else can we do?

Go home and take a bath.

Just wait to be a mouse in the lab.

Ghost swordsmen.

There's nothing to work on!

The ghosts are dead. What else are they trying to do?

Get a job early.

Be a worker!

What's more terrible is

Lin Bei said.

It's really possible!

Because

Trains, tanks, planes.

These terrible human killers.

In the middle of Dazheng, that is, 1920.

Has become a reality!

Say something bad.

Just the ghost food.

In front of these killing machines.

It's not even a fraction.

"How is that possible?"

The ghost dance is not miserable. I'm a little unconvinced.

As the ghost king, it has a big appetite.

A meal.

At least three people!

"Three?"

Lin Bei smiled: "just one battle, two million people died in the defense of Moscow."

“……”

All the people and ghosts present were silent.

What's going on?

Why suddenly.

Feel so empty?

Or

We just broke up.

Go home for a little life, eat and die?