Chapter 2269

Speaking of it, just killing "two people" can create a sea of corpses. This is a new version that Su Ming has never played. From all sides as like as two peas, he killed nearly two angels in two minutes in three minutes. The bodies that had been identical were stacked up in circles on all sides, and the blood was moistening the deserted ground for

, and the dry soil beneath the broken asphalt surface was infiltrated into the soil. Haley's death was a great success.

Although they are weak, they are qualified as weapons of God. The unlimited "release run corpse" alone has great potential.

Su Ming even thinks that he has become a boss in some game. These two players want to brush themselves by piling their heads?

Unfortunately, the times have changed. They would have been useful a thousand years ago, but now humans have guns.

"Pa!"

There was another gunshot. The two angels who had just climbed the corpse heap had blood in their heads and rolled down the hillside. Then another pair of them jumped out of the bushes behind the funeral bell and rushed again.

The cloak behind the death bell spread like wings, and the black and yellow armor rose slowly. After the mercenary killed them once more calmly, they looked at the group of two running out from behind the dead tree and yelled:

"haven't you died enough? How about a deal? "

"No, we're going to kill you." The fat man yelled, his face expressionless like a running Zombie: "heaven is not subject to any coercion, and will not negotiate with mortals."

"Yes, even if I'm not tired, I'll annoy you." The skinny man beside him added, and once again charged with his good brother: "give up, mortal, my Lord will forgive your soul."

The knell sighed, pulled the trigger with both hands, and the two over there fell down again, but two new bodies jumped out of the empty pool behind the ruins of the house.

Hanging out to help him change the magazine, bean sprout's eyes have become a dead fish.

"Hum?"

It means that the angels all see their hosts fly out of the sky, see themselves as symbionts, see talking orangutans, and unscientific infinite bullet weapons...

do they still think they are dealing with mortals? Are the angels in this place stupid?

"They're right. I'm just an ordinary person." The other two angels called out the ring, and then let them put away their weapons

The low-level angel is almost the level of the street justice police. This level is cannon fodder in a real big event. What can we fight the holder of the lantern ring?

Although this is another multivariate system, it is still DC. The power of emotional spectrum is not discounted at all.

Then he took off his cloak behind him and asked him to take Bobo and Hally out of the crater of corpse mound. Since the other side didn't want to talk about it, would he first see the air superiority?

In a way, angel's wings are similar to chicken's wings. They can't be used if they grow up, but they can't be without them.

The arrival of heaven teleportation is very useful. Yes, it's faster than flying, but it's stupid to give up flying ability. It's like some of them don't ride bicycles because of the high-speed rail in the city.

You see, chicken wings are usually useless, but as long as you go through some other steps, they taste delicious.

"Are we just wasting it? There's a lot of noise here. Maybe the police will come soon. Let's first say that I won't kill innocent people. "

As long as there are guns and enough ammunition, not to mention the death knell, even Bobo feels that he can spend the whole day with them. He and Hally are carried by the flying carpet and float beside Su Ming. They sit cross legged and support their heads with their arms. They first show that they are good orangutans.

"Oh, don't worry. There are only a hundred or so families in this town. There is only one sheriff. It's off time now." Su Ming casually held up the yellow light ring and looked at the nightmarish angel of biological slaughter: "the police are very fast. It's director Gordon who can keep up with the police. There is no such police here, only a worker for living."

The total number of police in the United States is one million. After deducting all kinds of civilian personnel, there are still more than 600000. The total population is more than 300 million, which means that only 0.2 police force can be allocated to every 100 citizens.

In fact, most of the police force is concentrated in big cities such as New York or Los Angeles. In general, in large towns, only one sheriff and one or two policemen are deployed. In some remote places, even the sheriff is not even available. The local chief executive or militia organizations are responsible for maintaining social order.

Watching the two angels at the bottom try their best to jump, reaching out in vain like a small animal trying to pick fruit from a tree, and even avoiding the attack of the yellow light at the same time, Bobo even felt that they were a little pathetic.

Orangutan is a knife mouth tofu heart, he said: "almost on line, you have killed them hundreds of times, hurry to talk about business, let's go to dinner."

Su Ming sighed and said that it was no fun to play beach landing game for a long time: "OK, today I will teach you how to deal with people with immortality, that is, to make them worse than death, it is easy to break through their psychological defense line.""Well, I know." Bobo yawned and had been busy working since he came out of the bar. He felt a little tired: "no matter what you do, I just want to find a quiet place to drink wine and smoke."

Under the night, the death knell floating in the air raised a hand, colorful light gathered in his palm, gradually turned into a rolling ball.

He tossed the ball of cosmic energy in his hand, as if weighing his weight, and then said, "as I said before, the town of anville is a very interesting place. There are solutions to the current problems buried underground."

"You mean biogas digesters?" Hally's face turned a little distasteful.

It is true that anvil town was once prosperous because of the highway transportation industry, but later the construction of national highway made it decline rapidly. Many residents returned to their original means of livelihood, that is, breeding.

It is a vast area and sparsely populated. These Gobi deserts used to be rich pastures, but now indoor breeding is the mainstream, because there are more things that can create profits.

This is the dung.

In the past, when grazing, those things were naturally dried in broad daylight, but as long as they were collected, they could create value.

A big landlord in the town did so. He owned several farms, raised thousands of cattle and employed many people to take care of them.

And the cow dung and the town's human dung are sent underground through the pipes of the farm, where he built a huge sealed biogas digester the size of a town, and then sold it to the residents for fuel.

It sounds like a good thing for environmental protection, but he built a biogas digester 40 years ago, and it has never been cleaned up, never, only unable to get in and out.

Over the years, innumerable feces have been piled up underground, forming underground high-pressure methane layer and super huge underground dung sea, which is larger than the whole town.

"I suggest you cover your nose, the next scene may be... Very strong."

The black and yellow mask of the bell rises, and he throws the light ball in his hand towards the ruins of the fast food restaurant.

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