Although Zhanba looks a bit silly, he is not too stupid. After enduring repeated ridicule from the waiter, he also has his own little plan.
As the bricks continue to fly out, Xiao Er's size is also constantly shrinking, and his speed is also slowing down a lot. As long as he continues to chase, when the opponent finishes throwing the bricks, he will win.
Make up your mind, suppress your anger, let yourself be kited, and use up your face to consume the opponent's bricks.
However, when they ran to the second lap, the waiter was dumbfounded. The waiter was like a magnet, attracting the bricks he just threw to his body. What was originally a war of attrition turned into an endless battle.
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I have the intention not to pursue it anymore, to give up completely, but always when I want to turn around, that provocative brick will arouse my anger again.
"Stone man, stop, stop for me, ah."
Because he opened his mouth to speak, a brick went directly into Anba's mouth, causing his teeth to bleed.
"Big Flat Face, please respect me and don't talk nonsense during the battle. This is a lesson. I advise you to keep your mouth shut. Bricks don't taste good."
Is this called fighting?
Is this just teasing a cat and walking a dog?
Just now, I was controlled by Wu Yunda, allowing the stone man to attack me from behind, and then I was sent away with a move by the girl wielding the big sword.
The Black Tiger God saw this and felt hatred in his heart, but his strength did not allow him to do so, and even the right to speak was taken away by Wu Yun.
Now that He Naizi controlled the formation, he could finally use it fully. However, he was kited, and all his advantages could not be used. He was so angry that he almost had a brain hemorrhage.
I remember when I was young, the other brothers all learned to use long-range attacks to get close to them, but I was the only one who didn't care.
He believed that in the face of absolute power, all skills were useless. As a result, his belief was shaken today.
If you chase, you can't catch up, if you catch, you can't catch. All your strength is useless and useless.
The most important thing is that my handsome face is almost full of peach blossoms, even if it is not flat, it is flattened.
Pressba's emotions accumulated to the critical point, and he suddenly stood still and stopped chasing.
Holding the bricks thrown by the waiter, you can tease them however you want, but don't chase them.
I turned around and was about to walk back. I was so suffocated that I might as well step on Huang Ping and the others to vent their anger.
The waiter saw that this situation was not good, the bricks had failed, so he should proceed to the next step.
"Big Flat Face, come back, I won't run away.
Let’s rely on our strength and fight seriously.”
Hearing Xiao Er's words, the big black tiger god turned around in confusion and looked down at Xiao Er.
Sure enough, he stood up straight, changed his short track speed skating posture, and seemed to really stop running.
As long as you don't run away, am I still afraid of you?
I just threw away the big stick, and rushed towards the waiter who looked like a dangerous building.
But before I rushed to the waiter, I felt something was wrong, because at this moment, the waiter suddenly bent at a ninety degree angle, with a somewhat solemn and sacred meaning.
"I, the God of Meigan Mountain, am a waiter. I have a unique skill that consumes fuel. Please teach me."
Oh my gosh, exchanging names is exactly the way to duel.
I felt that it would be immoral if I took action directly.
And proudly revealing his name is his favorite part.
He quickly stopped rushing forward and finally stopped not far from the dangerous building.
I also imitated the waiter's posture and made a 90-degree bend.
"I, the Great Black Tiger God, hold my belly and use the Black Tiger move to dig out the heart, please give me."
"Gas consumption!"
Before he finished telling his name, a huge fist made of stones and bricks appeared in front of his eyes, stabbing his big flat face.
Then I pressed the button and felt myself taking off, my feet leaving the ice, and my head tilted back with the inertia of my fists.
When he fell on the ice, his head was still buzzing and he really couldn't understand what had happened.
After the move was successful, the waiter did not take advantage of the victory and pursue it, but made a gesture towards Hu Xiaocao who ran over to watch the excitement.
"Xiaocao, what do you think of my fuel consumption?
When I play games with Brother Sun in the attic in the store, I always end up dying this way.
I used it myself today and it feels pretty good?"
Since Hu Xiaocao was assigned to the containment team by Cai Gen, and the waiter was so considerate and didn't let her take action, of course she couldn't stay too far away from the waiter.
At critical moments, there must be someone around to shout cheers, applaud, etc.
I felt very happy when I saw the waiter flying a kite.
This second guy is really smart, with minimal consumption and maximum tactical results, it's simply perfect.
However, when Xiao Er's kiting tactics didn't work and he decided to fight the big black tiger god seriously, Hu Xiaocao became nervous.
From the perspective of body shape, Xiao Er has absolutely no chance of winning. Excluding some unexpected spells and spells, the core strength of the current battle is the comparison of body shape.
The second brother didn't take many shots and didn't show any magic. Apart from holding a big stick, the Black Tiger God shouldn't be a mage.
So in a battle that was purely about physical comparison, Xiao Er decided to face the enemy head-on. How did he plan?
Before Hu Xiaocao could figure it out, he saw the big black tiger god pressing his chin and flying backwards, and then he saw the waiter making gestures.
"Second brother is great. He never tires of deceit. He did a great job."
Originally, due to the height difference, it was very difficult for the waiter to hit the button effectively. After all, the stone man jumped too high, which was not good for Grandpa Newton.
Therefore, the waiter used the cover of bowing, and after lowering the height of his head by pressing the button, he beautifully used the fuel-consuming heel that he had been dreaming about.
As soon as the waiter finished showing off to Hu Xiaocao, Anba jumped up from the ground and rushed towards the waiter like a hungry tiger pouncing on food.
"It's my turn, Black Tiger takes out my heart."
Originally, he was half taller than the waiter, but he still jumped high into the air like an eagle. The waiter wanted to hide, but couldn't. He could only raise his hands to protect his chest, trying to add a layer of protection.
"Second brother, hide quickly, it's dangerous."
Originally, he thought that the waiter would be able to avoid it by relying on his relatively flexible skills, but it turned out that he seemed to be frightened, and seemed to be under some kind of mental control. He was in a daze and remained motionless. Hu Xiaocao became anxious.
After reminding him aloud, the waiter still didn't react. He just watched helplessly as the huge claw slapped his chest.
Then, as Hu Xiaocao screamed, Xiao Er's upper body was shattered.
Yes, Xiao Er's entire upper body was ripped out by the big black tiger god's claws and turned into a pile of broken bricks. The only two legs that were left were taken a few steps back by the huge force and disintegrated with a crash.
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Hu Xiaocao's eyes suddenly turned red. His second brother was so broken?
Are the bricks and stones on that ground my second younger brother?
Is the lover with whom I just confirmed the relationship today just gone?
Have you become a widow?
No, if you haven’t married yet, you’re not a widow, so what is that?
Don’t you even have the qualifications to be a widow?