Seeing the pursuers behind him stopping, the rest of his life fell from his wheelchair.

"The blood-colored two evil spirits should not be without the legend of you Zhao Zicheng."

"Come on, try."

While speaking, he put the lighter and explosives in Zhao Zicheng's hand and pushed the wheelchair to continue moving forward.

Zhao Zicheng's eyes lit up.

Learn the actions before the rest of your life, break them apart, ignite them, and throw them out.

Smiling wildly.

"Haha, continue chasing!"

"From today, to the next fifty years, everyone will remember the legend that belongs to me, Zhao Zicheng!"

"Everyone...see you all!"

A few small pieces of explosives were thrown out, and Zhao Zicheng sat in the wheelchair with satisfaction, with a happy smile on his face.

The three words Zhao Zicheng are constantly echoing in this channel.

It's not extinguished for a long time.

It is also imprinted in the hearts of these reserves responsible for the pursuit.

"Is Zhao Zicheng..."

A reserve officer looked at each other, with a hideous smile on his lips.

"arrive."

Yu Sheng suddenly stopped, jumped up gently, lifted the manhole cover on it, and the stick appeared, held it in his hand, and the bottom of the stick was pressed onto a wheelchair. With the help of the leverage principle, he lifted the wheelchair, including Zhao Zicheng on the wheelchair, and landed it smoothly.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Sheng skillfully got up.

Be alert to observe the surroundings.

After confirming that there was no one from the Guard Division, he looked at the city gate not far away and pushed the wheelchair to rush forward.

In the corner, several guards suddenly appeared. Judging from the fluctuations in their bodies, they were all awakened by five times.

It is also the top priority of the end.

"Don't worry, everybody who reaches the finish line will only press once."

One of the middle-aged men said with a smile.

Next second...

Zhao Zicheng, who was pressing in front, grabbed a ball of mud on his body without hesitation and threw it at the few people.

The smell of foul smell can be clearly heard dozens of meters apart.

"Fuck, what!"

Several people retreated as if they were avoiding snakes and scorpions.

Zhao Zicheng smiled wildly, and then raised two more pieces and threw them out, just like a child playing snowball fights outside in winter.

It's just that the things in my hands are a little different.

"Hahaha, come on!"

"What can't you smell?"

The originally tense, exciting and passionate game made the style strange.

Seeing that Zhao Zicheng felt like he was about to pounce on you at any time, several leaders of the Guard Division were stunned.

Control it remotely, they can do it too.

But the rule of the game is that the hand touches a person.

Just Zhao Zicheng's stench, who would like to touch him...

Are you crazy...

"Fuck, I'll retreat!"

Without hesitation, he chose to retreat, watching the two of them rush through the last line of defense, made a sharp turn, turned around, and stood firmly at the gate of the city.

Even because the Yu Sheng was pushing Zhao Zicheng forward, strictly speaking, this national freshman competition, the first round of knockout round...

Champion winner...

Actually, it’s Zhao Zicheng!

Anyone who looks at his fishy smell, muddy like a chemical weapon, a messy wheelchair, a mad dog-like eyes, a broken plaster...

I'm afraid I'll give you a thumbs up and say that...

Well deserved it!

worth!

This son is not dead, and his future is promising!

"Sure enough, excellent people, no matter where they are, are the undisputed focus."

"Maybe this is my personality charm."

Zhao Zicheng sighed softly and shook his head, as if he was as melancholy as an artist, with a little deeper look in his eyes.

Yu Sheng let go of the wheelchair with both hands and took two steps back silently.

Try to rely on Zhao Zicheng a little further away.

I went to the supermarket to buy a bottle of water and wash my hands.

In Zhao Zicheng's confused gaze, Yu Sheng thought for a while: "You can't solve it with a bottle of water now."

Zhao Zicheng:...

Looking at the people from the guards in the distance away from him with disgust, Zhao Zicheng sighed again: "Maybe, geniuses are always lonely."

Gently shake the feather fan that has been completely dyed black.

A ray of "clear breeze" blew by.

It stirred his heartstrings.

"vomit!"

With a dry retreat, he threw the feather fan to the ground, and he was a little reluctant to live. Perhaps the only thing that could support him to continue sitting here was that sentence...

"I'm the champion!"

"I have to wait for them to come and show off!"

A full twenty minutes passed.

Wu Qianqiu appeared from afar, his eyes were as sharp as ever, with the genius' unique pride and confidence, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and rushed towards the city gate.

Until he saw Zhao Zicheng sitting in a wheelchair and Yu Sheng who was not far away, his pupils suddenly shrank.

I didn't understand it very much for a while.

Why?

These two people are so fast.

Even my steps subconsciously slowed down, a little unwilling, and accompanied by a new round of fighting spirit.

But it's just a knockout round, it can't prove your strength at all.

When the ring competition begins, Wu Qianqiu will tell the world who is...

For a moment, Wu Qianqiu thought a lot, a lot.

So much so that he had forgotten to look at the road beneath his feet.

Step on the ordinary manhole cover.

The manhole cover swayed and walked around in place.

It is still there, and Wu Qianqiu is gone.

It seemed that a faint wail and a "thump" sound could be heard.

Immediately afterwards, several reserve personnel climbed out.

Greedy breathing the fresh air outside.

Bottom of the well.

Wu Qianqiu maintained the bowed posture when he landed on the ground, and his face was still pressed on the ground. The saddest thing is...

Can't move.

I was just touched by the reserve.

If you move, you will be eliminated.
To be continued...