novel for you Chapter 1785 is just the beginning
Chapter 1785 is just the beginning
in a room.
Lu Chengwen, Long Aotian and Zhao Ritian were all tied up and hung up.
The three people had exactly the same experience. They were all running away when suddenly their feet slipped and they fell into a trap. They were thrown directly into an iron cage and locked.
No matter how great the ability is, it can’t be explained by force at that time.
Then Skynet's experts will seal your acupuncture points, completely rendering you incapable of fighting, and then tie you up and hang you up.
The three men didn't even have the chance to show their true skills before the battle ended in such a hasty manner.
Long Aotian felt so suffocated!
I, the great Long Aotian, was actually captured alive by the enemy. This is the greatest shame and humiliation in my life!
Lu Chengwen was worried.
It would be fine if you were caught by someone else, but if you were caught by Skynet, there would be little room for maneuver.
We have to find a way to regain the bargaining chips and deal with them to the end.
Zhao Ritian fell asleep.
Snoring.
Long Aotian was already upset, and Zhao Ritian's snoring became louder and louder, and he also gritted his teeth, farted, and talked in his sleep.
With his eyes closed and his head drooped, he suddenly burst into laughter: "Shit-spitting dragon, hehe, really... Amu Amu Amu..."
"Impotent dragon, take my kick, hehe... Amu Amu Amu..."
"Lu Chengwen, you attack his rear, and I'll attack his rear too. We'll attack him from both sides... Amu Amu Amu..."
Long Aotian took a deep breath, turned his head and glared at Zhao Ritian.
This stupid pig!
You want to attack my retreat even in your dreams!
Damn it, if you hadn’t returned to heaven as a benevolent person, I would have sent you to hell long ago!
He was so angry that he said to Lu Chengwen in the middle: "Chengwen, hide for a moment."
Lu Chengwen was hanging in the air, looking at Long Aotian: "Where else can I hide?"
Long Aotian moved suddenly and kicked Zhao Ritian in the face.
Zhao Ritian suddenly woke up: "Who!? Who the hell!?"
Turning around, he saw Lu Chengwen and Long Aotian, and chuckled, "I was just dreaming."
Lu Chengwen looked at him and asked, "Can you be more careful?"
Zhao Ritian said: "I gained something new in my dream."
Lu Chengwen looked at him: "What did you gain?"
"When fighting, just shouting some domineering idioms can double your combat power!"
Lu Chengwen felt that he shouldn't pay attention to him and turned his head away without looking at him.
"It's true! I can think of a few, like Wicked Scourge! Cunning Villain! As long as the people are there, the tower will be there! Demacia!"
Lu Chengwen was extremely depressed: "Don't think about it, it's useless. Just flush the acupuncture points and save me quickly! I can't stay here forever!"
Long Aotian snorted coldly: "Rely on him? Maybe in the next life. Phew... I'm almost there. In another half a minute, I can break through the acupuncture points, and then we can fight our way out together!"
At this time, the door opened and several people came in.
Doghead's electric wheelchair was in front, looking at them: "Put it down, they will break through the acupuncture points in ten minutes, I will reinforce them."
Long Aotian looked at the dog head and muttered to himself: Fool.
The three people's acupuncture points were sealed again, handcuffed and shackled, and taken away by Dog Head.
As he walked, Lu Chengwen looked at the wheelchair in front of him and asked, "Is Ming Disha dead?"
The dog head didn't look back, nor did he stop the wheelchair: "Still fighting."
"Still fighting!?"
Doghead's wheelchair stopped. "The Tiger Head Lord possesses unparalleled cultivation and is the strongest warrior I have ever seen. I have never seen anyone last more than three rounds against him. But this time, they have been fighting fiercely for several hours."
Lu Chengwen was surprised: "How many hours can he fight Ming Disha? "
The dog-headed man looked at Lu Chengwen and said, "Don't show that expression. We are the ones who should be surprised! That old fellow actually caused Lord Tiger to suffer such a difficult battle. He deserves praise."
Zhao Ritian was dissatisfied: "That's not right! It shouldn't be like that! Doesn't his mask have an attack speed bonus?"
Long Aotian looked at Zhao Ritian and said, "You should play less games in the future."
At this moment, a man suddenly appeared and knelt on one knee: "Master Tiger Head has sent a signal, the battle is over!"
Doghead smiled and turned to look at Lu Chengwen and the other three: "Go and take a look and collect the body for your uncle-in-law."
His wheelchair moved slowly forward, his tone calm and soothing:
"Ming Disha should be considered a famous figure of that era. To fall at the hands of Lord Tiger Head is not a disgrace to his reputation."
"It must be because it's so rare for him to encounter an opponent who can fight back and forth with him. Lord Tiger Head must be so happy that he deliberately fought for a while longer."
"A master like Lord Tiger Head is very lonely. If he has a real enemy who can fight back, he will certainly not die so quickly."
"You know what? Tigers are like that. When they catch their prey, they don't rush to eat it. Instead, they let it escape, catch it again, let it go, and catch it again... until the prey is desperate, until its energy is exhausted."
"Firstly, it can help me hone my hunting skills, and secondly..."
He turned his head and looked at Lu Chengwen and smiled: "They just love to play."
Lu Chengwen frowned and did not answer.
Long Aotian said darkly, "You've been talking a lot of nonsense today. If a tiger throws a knife at a piece of trash that's not even considered prey, will he stab himself?"
Doghead smiled: "Go and see your uncle, the scene must be...amazing."
Walked to the big iron gate.
The two men began pressing buttons.
The door of the enclosed hall rose slowly and creakingly.
The door opened and everyone was stunned.
The dog head sat there with its mouth open and eyes wide open, unable to believe what it saw.
All the people in Skynet seemed to be terrified to the extreme at that moment.
Lu Chengwen and the other two frowned, with murderous gleams in their eyes.
Mingdi was dead.
He was lying on the ground with many black iron rods inserted into his back. One of his palms was also pierced by an iron rod and nailed to the ground.
His hair was stained with blood and stuck to his face, and he had fallen asleep peacefully.
There was a large pool of blood around, which was horrifying.
Tiger head...
He could barely stand, his knees were pressed together, he was leaning on an iron rod, and he was gasping for breath weakly.
There were more than a dozen knife wounds on his body, blood was gushing out, and the skin and flesh were turned inside out.
A piece of the tiger-head mask was knocked off, revealing a ferocious eye.
He raised his head, and when those ferocious eyes shot over, all Skynet's masters felt fear instinctively.
Only Lu Chengwen and the other two responded with the same ferocious look!
Hu Tou struggled to straighten his body and walked forward slowly, one step, two steps...
"He... is very strong..."
"I...ah...cough cough cough..."
He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, which sprayed inside the mask and flowed down the mask, staining a large area of his neck and chest red.
The dog-head seemed to have just come to his senses and pointed with his hand: "Quick! Go and help the Lord!"
The two men rushed over in a hurry, but were glared at by the tiger head and did not dare to get close.
Tiger Head has his own pride!
He must walk out of the battlefield on his own!
He trudged along with great difficulty. The distance of a hall seemed like an extremely long road...
He stared at Lu Chengwen and the other two:
"This... is just the beginning..."