infinite danger

Chapter 142 Blowing up all at once

The walls of the safe house were also made of metal, torn into pieces of different sizes by the energy of Huya's knife explosion, and shot in all directions.

Without the shelter of the safe house, the rain slapped on everyone without any shelter.

The helmet was rattled by the raindrops, and the combat uniform was soaked through quickly. Cheng Baobei wiped the rainwater off his face, and was soon wet again.

The surroundings were not pitch black, he saw countless black shadows floating in midair.

There is a deep blood hole on the head of each black shadow, and the long and fat tongue is wriggling in the air, like a wet tentacle.

They stood surrounded by black shadows.

The metal fragments were peeled off at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and the black shadow closest to them was cut into several petals.

There were screams one after another, as if a sharp needle was piercing the eardrum repeatedly.

His face was drenched by the rain and he lost consciousness. Cheng Baobei raised his hand and rubbed his face with difficulty, and suddenly remembered a classic old song - "The cold icy rain patted on the face indiscriminately~~"

The golden soft light in the pocket dimmed a little, and Cheng Baobei felt a little nervous.

Trembling, he took off his helmet, buckled it on his chest, and made a temporary rain shelter for the talisman paper.

Although the number of black shadows is huge, the golden light has little effect now, but it can give Cheng Baobei a sense of security.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it was cold and numb when it hit the body. The eyes were dry and painful from the water, and the vision became more and more blurred, as if a layer of blur filter had been added.

Cheng Baobei wished he could install automatic wipers on his eyes to wipe away all the water that got in the way.

He blinked hard, and saw the black shadow that was pushed back by the metal fragments come back again, approaching again.

Black mist emanated from the black shadow, sticking together, like a falling dark cloud, with no end in sight.

Cheng Baobei subconsciously looked for Huya.

The radiant blood mist enveloped Huya's raincoat, and the rainwater that fell on him was evaporated into white mist, outlining a glowing outline on his body.

On the black fruit knife in Huya's hand, intricate totems lit up, like molten lava flowing.

Cheng Baobei didn't see Huya's movements at all, only saw a red light flash, and a majestic red blood mist erupted from his hand, radiating to the surroundings.

With him as the center, all the black shadows within a radius of four or five meters turned into a cloud of mist and merged into the rain.

Cheng Baobei took a deep breath and bit his lower lip hard. The pain woke up his numb brain. He looked at Huya again and found that Huya's body was still covered with bright red blood mist—everything that happened tonight was definitely a reality.

Huya sensed Cheng Baobao's gaze, and his eyes fell on him.

Cheng Baobei met Huya's eyes unpreparedly.

Those were a pair of transparent red eyes, calm but unfathomable.

"Huya is different from us." For the first time, Cheng Baobei had such a strong thought in his heart.

Keeping looking at those cold eyes, Cheng Baobei inexplicably felt a lot of pressure, and couldn't help but want to divert his gaze.

As soon as he moved his head, he heard Huya's cold voice: "Don't move."

With the lesson learned from the past, Cheng Baobei didn't dare to move any more.

The body didn't move, but the eyes couldn't help aiming randomly.

As soon as Cheng Baobei raised his eyes, he saw Huya, who was at least two meters away from him, quietly appeared beside him!

A shrill cry sounded behind him, and Cheng Baobei looked back cautiously, only to see a few groups of black mist smashed by the rain.

Looking out, Cheng Baobei took a deep breath—under the black shadow monster, several limping figures appeared.

House seemingly endless rain.

The zombies were still brought in.

Cheng Baobao reacted fairly quickly. Once he put on the helmet, he raised the gun and aimed at one of the zombies, and clicked the trigger.

The gun in his hand didn't respond.

Cheng Baobei was puzzled and a little anxious, checking his gun haphazardly.

"It's raining, the gun misfired." Ji Siwei told him, "Hide behind me."

"Yeah!" Cheng Baobao didn't care about independence and self-improvement, and immediately followed what Ji Siwei said. At this time, it's better to hold on to his thighs.

"Bawei, can you eat these black shadow monsters?" Ji Siwei asked the Bawei cat.

The eight-tailed cat sniffed: "It looks a bit unpalatable, but I can barely eat a little."

Hearing that there was something to eat, the puppet enthusiastically signed up: "Master, the puppet can eat too!"

Ji Siwei raised the corners of his lips: "Open up and eat."

The puppet and the eight-tailed cat in miniature form hovered on the north and south sides respectively, opening their mouths and inhaling violently.

As a result, the direction of the wind changed, and the dark ghosts had no obstacles to catch. They were carried away by the strong wind, squeezed into black mist, and screamed into the stomachs of the two "gluttons".

The bellies of the little puppet and the eight-tailed cat bulged little by little.

"Huya, I really... can't eat anymore." Eight tail stuck out his tongue, hugged his big belly that didn't match his small body, and hiccupped: "Hi... my belly will explode if I eat any more."

"Master, the little puppet doesn't eat anymore." The little puppet imitated the eight-tailed cat sticking out its tongue, with a disappointed expression on its face: "It's unpalatable."

"Then don't eat." Ji Siwei looked at the black shadows that appeared endlessly, narrowed his phoenix eyes, and his eyes became more and more dangerous: "You take the taskers away, and I will blow up these annoying things at once .”

If it continues to procrastinate, Sombra will only become more and more presumptuous.

The telepathy established for a long time is enough for the puppet and the eight-tailed cat to know what Ji Swei wants to do.

Without a word of nonsense, they split into two groups, picked up the clothes of Ku Ge and Cheng Baobao respectively, and led them to quickly retreat to the Ninth District.

"Don't you care about Huya? What about Huya?!" Cheng Baobei didn't hear Ji Siwei's words clearly, thinking that he was going to sacrifice himself to protect them, his eyes turned red immediately, and tears filled his eyes.

"Don't make noise!" The eight-tailed cat let out a long roar, and its body suddenly became dozens of times its original size, and it easily threw Cheng Baobei onto his back: "Humans, please hold on tight, you will not be held responsible for falling to your death."

Cheng Baobei quickly hugged the eight-tailed cat's body tightly, not daring to make any more noise.

It was raining heavily, but none of the drops could fall on the eight-tailed cat. Its eight fluffy tails danced in the wind, and it jumped between the buildings with its vigorous limbs.

With the cold wind blowing on his face, Cheng Baobei suspected that what was carrying him was not a cat, but a Spiderman wandering in the steel jungle.

Just when he was pondering whether the recent days were getting more and more psychedelic, the eight-tailed cat jumped onto the roof of a tall building and "let" Cheng Baobei down without being gentle at all.

When Cheng Baobei stood up rubbing his sore buttocks, he saw the huge black cat exuding fairy aura sitting on the wall of the roof, looking in the direction of safe house No. [-].

Looking at the eight graceful tails, Cheng Baobei understood why it was named "Eight Tails".

The little puppet also rushed into the rooftop with Ku Ge in a hurry, left Ku Ge behind, turned around and planned to leave.

"Little puppet, stay here." Eight-tailed cat spit out a deep voice: "Huya let us protect these two humans, we can't leave them here, they are too weak, they will die."

The obsidian-like eyeballs rolled around, and the little puppet felt a little impatient, but stayed obediently.

The defense line of District [-] was about to collapse, no one lived nearby, and the taskers were taken away, Ji Siwei had no scruples at all.

He took out a piece of yellow talisman paper from his sleeve, pierced his fingertips with the tip of the knife, and let the blood drip on the talisman paper.

Clamping the talisman paper and wiping the blade, throwing it into the air, he said in a cold voice, "There are no taboos!"

The talisman paper was wrapped in the blood mist on the blade, protected from rain, slowly unfolded in the air, and spontaneously ignited without fire.

"boom!!"

Earth-shattering thunder suddenly sounded, the dark sky was split by dazzling lightning, the thick clouds were torn apart, and the flickering glare illuminated half of the sky.

A thunderbolt shot out from a crack in the clouds, like a big hand stretched out from the depths of the nine heavens, pressing down on the ground mercilessly.

The thunder exploded before it hit the ground, and the black shadow hovering in the air let out a dying cry and fled in all directions.

The nearby low buildings were all collapsed by the energy released by the lightning, and the walking zombies were instantly burned to ashes.

The ground cracked several deep cracks and continued to spread outwards. All the trees were scorched black, and the heavy rain quickly extinguished the open flames.

"boom!!"

The second thunder followed closely behind, and the thunder continued for a long time.

Ji Siwei's raincoat was flying in the strong wind, and the thick red blood mist on his body blocked all the impact, making him look completely unaffected by lightning.

Cheng Baobao has limited eyesight, unlike the eight-tailed cat and the puppet, who can see everything that happens in the safe house.He didn't know the inside story, looked at the sky that seemed to be torn apart by lightning, and turned around anxiously: "Fuck! Why is there a sudden thunder, what about Huya! We have to go back and save him!"

Even Brother Ku wasn't calm anymore: "Let's go down the stairs."

The eight-tailed cat glanced at them: "Stop, Huya will be back soon."

Two thunderstorms burned all the evil things that appeared tonight, and after the thunder died down, the rain also stopped.

The dark clouds parted, and a crescent moon loomed.

Ji Siwei retracted the knife into his sleeve, sensing the position of the puppet in his heart.

At the same time, a bright red totem appeared on the forehead of the little puppet standing on the tall building. It looked sideways at the eight-tailed cat, with fire in its eyes: "Master needs me."

After all, it jumped off the building and flew in a certain direction according to its instinct.

When the puppet arrived, Ji Siwei was standing under one roof.

He leaned against the wall, half of his face was hidden in the shadow of the raincoat hood, the wound on his fingertips was roughly covered with a Band-Aid, and there was no trace of blood mist on his body.

His abilities have been awakened, and from the moment he appeared in the safe house, he no longer relied on the energy given by the puppet.

The lightning-inducing talisman was the talisman paper that Uncle Flyer gave him, and he was repeatedly told to use it with caution, because the lightning-inducing talisman would cause a certain amount of damage to the caster.

This talisman could have induced five thunderbolts, as long as the caster's blood soaked the entire talisman paper.

Ji Siwei restrained himself and only attracted two thunders.

He doesn't feel too uncomfortable now, but he won't be able to fully recover for a while.

He even took the time to contact Instructor Yun and asked him to bring someone over to guard the line of defense—safe house No. 3 was blown up and had to be rebuilt.

There is no threat in the second half of the night, and they must hurry up to fill the gap.

"Master, I'm here." The little puppet floated in front of Ji Siwei, and stretched out his right index finger.

Ji Siwei raised his hand, and the fingertips wrapped in Band-Aid met the puppet's fingertips.

Gentle blood mist was released from the puppet's fingertips, continuously penetrated into Ji Siwei's fingertips, and crawled along his palm lines to his wrist.

The wound healed quickly.

Ji Siwei took off his hood, grabbed the puppet's body, and disappeared under the eaves.