Weird Talk Asylum Center

The van moved forward at high speed, splashing water that was half the height of a person.

The sky and the ground in the distance seemed to be connected together, the dark clouds were swept by the strong wind, and the Razer danced wildly among them.

The stagnant water washed the old city back and forth, gradually forming small-scale waves.

The hurricane blew past, and the waves suddenly became bigger, almost engulfing the van.

The van nimbly turned its head and shuttled between the waves without being affected at all.

"The driving skills are good."

Liu Er smiled and patted Leonard on the shoulder, he seemed to be fine.

"The contractor of the ghost train is of course the old driver."

Leonard smiled, showing his white teeth.

"Is this a tsunami?"

Li Hui looked at the scene in front of her in shock and didn't know what to say for a while.

Shangjing is not near the sea, and there is not even a larger artificial lake nearby.

It is not reasonable at all to have a wave several meters high out of thin air.

"It's getting closer, it's getting closer."

Liu Da just frowned, still holding the jade pendant left by Tian Gou in his hand.

"You fool won't be fighting with that thing, will you?"

The fox-eared girl's face showed a deep worry. She looked into the center of the cloud, trying to find Wang Jin's figure.

"That is!"

Li Hui's pupils shrank, and then she pointed at the distant sky and shouted.

That figure was so conspicuous that it could be seen clearly even from such a distance.

The whole body was burning with flames, and the pure white costume fluttered in the wind.

The light blue mist that was almost condensed into a solid body surrounded him, and the girl in red behind him gently embraced him.

The man was roaring and soaring into the sky at this moment, with the long sword in his hand slashing straight to the sky.

"It's definitely Wang Jin."

Leonard sighed, pressed the switch and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

The engine roared, and the van ran at a speed that did not belong to it.

-

"call…"

The inspiration was consumed rapidly, and the nail sword in Wang Jin's hand moved forward vigorously, piercing the head of the god from the eyes.

Even if he can only suppress him for a second, it is enough for Wang Jin to complete some small movements.

He didn't seize the opportunity when he attacked for the first time, because the believers hadn't been controlled at that time, and the situation was too unstable.

Once he forcibly uses all his inspiration to suppress the evil, Wang Jin, who has fallen into weakness, will definitely be torn to pieces by those hundreds of people.

Fortunately, Wang Jin seized the opportunity during the second attack.

Now the two of them are in heaven, and the believers are trembling on the ground, so there is no need to worry about this problem at all.

The nail sword stirred violently, destroying the brain tissue of the god.

Although he couldn't kill him completely, it could buy Wang Jin some time to breathe.

The purpose of this desperate fight has never been to kill the gods, but to delay time and wait for help.

The seemingly gorgeous and dreamy moves are actually consuming Wang Jin's inspiration.

The breath of the dream of death, the medal of courage, and the suppression of the gods.

Wang Jin had been in a trance several times. If it wasn't for the crazy burning pain, he would have passed out now.

Death retracted, the flames were extinguished, and the blessings of Paradise disappeared without a trace.

Wang Jin, whose inspiration was almost dry, smiled.

"It's finally here."

The tired young man grinned, and he sensed a familiar aura.

Blood flowed from Wang Jin's mouth and nose, and his breath was sweet and fishy.

This is a manifestation of excessive consumption of inspiration.

"Hey, I played too much this time..."

Wang Jin sighed and fell back slowly.

-

"Cough cough cough..."

Zhao Guangming opened his eyes and looked at the woman beside him.

The moment the ground collapsed, the shadow rolled him aside, barely keeping him from being buried by the earth and rocks.

"Mission failed."

Cuttlefish frowned, with a bit of unwillingness on his face.

"The unclean people who set up the defense line mixed with the god believers and just launched a rebellion."

"Hey, what about the kid?"

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and looked at the cuttlefish.

The eyes of this indifferent woman were rarely red.

"That's it... I kind of like him."

Zhao Guangming sighed, looked up at the sky, his eyes began to loosen.

"Revenge?"

"Cooperate with you to complete the task."

The cuttlefish gritted its teeth, as if desperately restraining its emotions.

"Take me to catch up with that evil and you can go."

"When I wake up, let me take revenge."

After saying this, Zhao Guangming closed his eyes.

Seems to have passed out.

-

"Hello? Director Han, Leonard is here."

In the underground shelter near the old city, Ma Yao called Han Dong.

"Ah, the situation seems to be serious, please come here quickly."

"It didn't make things difficult for me, but every one of them looked like they wanted to eat people."

"It's okay, it should be."

After hanging up the phone, Ma Yao slumped on a chair, muttering to himself.

"Money is really hard to earn. I will always be the bad guy."

"When the work at hand is done, then jump ship and go to the folks."

After rubbing his messy hair, Ma Yao gradually began to snore.

-

"Ah... I'm going to die."

Wang Jin sighed as the wind came from his ears, but he still reached into his pocket and pressed the remote control.

A violent explosion came from overhead, tearing a small piece of the cloud layer.

It is Wang Jin's little habit to make up the knife after cutting someone.

In the face of evil, it's not too much to use lethal shock bombs to make up for it.

"Oww!!"

The believers on the ground bared their teeth and claws, as if they were waiting for the food that fell from the sky.

"Ah, I can't help it."

Wang Jin grinned.

Xiao Hei and Mirror Ghost were burned by the flames, and now they are hiding in the eyes of the ancient gods and screaming.

Ah Zi couldn't restore Wang Jin in just a few seconds, and couldn't take Wang Jin directly to fly.

The inspiration was no longer enough for Wang Jin to blow the copper whistle again, so he couldn't get Annie's help.

He used up all his hole cards in exchange for a few minutes of Peerless Macho Experience Card.

Judging from the results, it is good, at least the disaster will not worsen for the time being.

The footsteps of the gods were delayed, and the next step was handed over to the good brother of the governing bureau.

A large part of the believers were killed by Anne, and the ordinary people among them were not injured.

It's a pity that Wang Jin is going to die.

The ground was getting closer and closer, and the excited roars of believers could be clearly heard.

"three two…"

Wang Jin closed his eyes and started counting down.

"one."

At the end of the countdown, a cold touch came from behind, and Wang Jin's whereabouts suddenly stopped.

"Yo, here we go."

Wang Jin reached out and patted the cold and hard heavy armor, showing a hearty smile.

"what."

Leonard grinned, showing the same hearty smile.

The ice armor on his body was stained with blood and other liquids, and several figures were struggling to kill those believers.

"Good night."

Meng Yu took a deep breath, clasped his hands together, and showed a peaceful smile on his face.

Faint fluctuations spread out from her as the center, covering those human believers.