Chapter 249

A week later...

the doctor and the mage came in with a flashlight from the door and handed the sandwich to the valet. Holloway touched his moustache and asked the valet.

"Are they still fighting?"

The two men were still flying around the factory building, and everything around them turned into dust. In the past week, not only the ground of the workshop had dropped by tens of meters, but also the surrounding walls and equipment had disappeared.

In countless falls, these things are first turned into pieces, then into powder.

Like rickets, the valet leaned against the wall and ate a sandwich. He said vaguely, "they are still fighting. They are all capable of self-healing. The battle is really fierce... What's in your sandwich? Chickpea sauce? I remember it's like I'm allergic to this, but if my skin itches, it's just scratching to kill the time

As he said, neither suming nor Jinghe showed any signs of weakness. The reason for this was the transformation of apocalypse, while suming was powered by X metal.

At this time, Su Ming's bloodthirsty desire is high, and with the help of symbiosis, he just wants to eat Mr. Jingxie raw.

He still maintains his basic sense, but how long he can hold on to it is uncertain.

But even if the position of the two men's battle has become a big pit, both of them will go to the underground world, but he will never stop before he surrenders.

At first, he thought that Jinghe might not last long. After all, he was just a scientist and his willpower would not be as strong as a super soldier.

However, he underestimated the willpower of the startled. This guy was constantly injured and self-healing. He kept fighting back at Su Ming, but he didn't surrender.

Su Ming is consumed with him. I have X Metal, but I can't cure you a little sample? wait and see.

After half an hour of fighting that day, monak knew it was not over, so he took Holloway to find the namo parts stored in the laboratory.

It's a left hand.

Cut from the body by magic and soaked in a can of green solution, it is the masterpiece of Nazi Warlock.

He sent the broken hand to Kama Taj for preservation. It was the safest place. Even if the Warlocks tracked down its location, no one would dare to rob under Gu Yi's eyelid.

Then they watched the battle between them for three hours.

There's nothing to say. It's just like a scoundrel. When I stab you, you hit me. It seems that there will never be an end to it.

After asking Su Ming's opinion, they leave first, go to rest on the ground or track down the whereabouts of other namo parts. Anyway, they can't be used here.

So the mage and the doctor picked up the tattered body of the valet on the battlefield and put him together again. But Wade said that he would not leave and would watch the battle below to witness the "historic moment". The victory or defeat might happen at any time, so he did not want to leave.

"You know, like when you go to a game, goals can happen at any time. Can you go to the bathroom? Once you leave, you are likely to miss the opportunity to witness the classics for the first time. "

This is what he said, but doctors and mages don't know what classic there is.

The fighting process of the two undead can only be said to be mediocre. The blood is spilled and the meat is thrown casually. Then there is infinite self-healing. Moreover, the power of mind often defends the attack of daggers.

They are jumping around in the underground space like elastic balls, and their speed is so fast that they can hardly be seen clearly...

......

now the old uniform of the valet is left in the corner. He changes into the silk nightgown that monak found for him, just like on the sofa at home, lying in the ruins beside the wall, drinking strong drinks and eating the two people brought All kinds of things.

"Shall I help you?" The valet slapped his mouth like a yawn: "even WWE doesn't have such a long game."

"If you can get close, of course." Su Ming bumps his head again, and jing'e immediately uses the thought power to return the color. They fly out again and hit the wall.

"Ah, I haven't done nothing these days. I already have a way."

"... there's a way, don't you say it earlier? Are you sick? " Su Ming resisted the power of thinking, and the symbiont withstood the impact and locked the two together.

The death attendant was stunned for a moment: "yes, it's cancer, but the disease didn't knock me down. On the contrary, it made me stronger."

Mr. jing'e immediately turned his head and gave the Chamberlain a ray, but he was turned away. The attack of the death knell was not the greatest pain, but the clown's mouth made his life worse than death this week.

At first, the guy imitated the Spanish to explain the football game, then he imitated the Mexican band to play for the two. Then he changed hundreds of different styles, and no one paid any attention to him. He could talk 24 hours a day...

it was a nightmare.

It was the most painful seven days of his life. He wanted to kill the valet now, but the death knell was clinging to him.Su Ming controls the symbiont and turns his head back. The two men rise again and hit the roof. It's a piece of dust.

Fortunately, I didn't intend to expose the secret of the underground in front of everyone. I didn't have much force to go up. So I took them back to the ground and made the pit deeper and the ground cracked.

Because flying is the effect of thinking power, of course, Su Ming landed on the ground first, and his back fell directly on the ground, which made his Qi and blood churn, the fire burst, and the symbiont turned into a liquid, which made him scream and scream.

"Do it as soon as you have a plan. When do you want to see the play?"

The Chamberlain shrugged his shoulders and pulled out his nostrils through his mask with his finger: "I'm not from this era, and the mage doesn't know much about the black market. I'm going to prepare these days, right, doctor? Oh, and my cousin. I spent a lot of money this time. I took it from your company. "

The doctor looked tired and nodded his head. Fortunately, Qin Jiu was very decisive in his work. After hearing that the boss needed money, he allocated funds and manpower without any doubt. In the war years, these things were not so easy to get.

For the next week, he had no time to take care of his beard.

"We bought raw materials and equipment and flew them from the United States. These days, I synthesized a lot of chloropicrin, that is, trinitrochloroform... And I also synthesized some carbonyl chloride... Now I feel very sad..."

Holloway said in a low voice, he did not want to use his knowledge in this area, but as the valet said, he would not die, and this method is not a death It's the fastest way to deal with your opponent.

The Chamberlain slapped Holloway on the shoulder and said with a cheap laugh, "is it not to synthesize some chemical poison gas? You need to know that you can make a lot of money with this technology. After several decades, the beards and black uncles are willing to pay a lot for your products. Have you ever thought about changing your career to be a "life killing poison master"

After hearing this, Su Ming understood the intention of the death attendant. He didn't have so many worries about Holloway. Now both the enemy and the enemy are in a confined space. Mr. Jinge doesn't have a gas mask. Isn't it a doctor's talent to use poison gas?

Su Ming grabbed his neck and shook his head like a sand hammer: "what are you waiting for? Use it

Gas war, a good choice, is likely to become the last straw to crush the terror. Even if the self-healing ability makes him unable to die, the dying feeling brought by the gas is the most terrible.

The death attendant is actually very smart, but in most cases, he doesn't use his brain. Whether he can restrain the enemy depends on whether he wants to do that...

the three people at the edge of the pit put on gas masks one after another. From the outside, many people in chemical protective clothing came into the pit, pushing plastic buckets with flat carts through the ruins of the battlefield.

However, Su Ming made a sudden effort, and the symbiont turned into a thousand tentacles, which stretched out from his back like a spider. He held Mr. Jinghe tightly and fixed the enemy and himself firmly at the bottom of the pit.

The longer namo is in German hands, the more trouble he will have in the future.

Su Ming didn't want to spend time with the horror. He couldn't kill him, but it was good to let him surrender and throw him to the London temple and lock him up.

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