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Chapter 378 Add money!
Chapter 378 Add money!
"Hahaha, you are indeed a waste. A weak waste like you is only worthy of repairing the branches of the great tree of ridicule."
At this moment, Han Xing's face was twisted, and his three souls almost jumped out of anger.
next second.
He jerked out a large oil drum full of gasoline.
boom! !
The oil barrel was like a cannonball, hitting the body of the taunting tree man hard.
"Whoa!"
The transparent gasoline was like water, covering a large area on the body of the mocking tree man.
Until then, the mocking tree man didn't look at Han Xing, and was still waving his two huge tree hands, grabbing and beating the dozen or so men and women who were besieging it in front of him.
And the voice of ridicule also rang frantically in Han Xing's ears.
"Hahaha, you idiot! If you use a broken iron bucket to hit the great Tree of Mockery, you might as well hit it with a stone."
"Trash! Trash! Trash! Trash..."
"Oh oh oh oh! There is a loser in front of me. He is holding a small sword like a toothpick and wants to kill the great tree of mockery... (Please sing with the melody of Darabengba)"
Facing the ridicule, Han Xing was like a lunatic who couldn't bear it. He kept taking out large oil barrels full of gasoline from his portable space and crazily smashed them at the mocking tree man.
In the blink of an eye, the entire street was filled with the pungent smell of gasoline.
Then, without saying a word, he turned around and ran away.
"Hahaha, the trash has escaped!"
"Hehehaha, from the first moment I saw this trash, I knew he was a cowardly trash..."
"Oh oh oh, idiot! Ah ah! Trash! Oh oh oh! Trash..."
suddenly.
Han Xing turned around suddenly, his expression distorted, he gritted his teeth and shouted loudly.
"Go to hell with me!!"
"Fireball!!"
"Twelve companies!!"
Boom boom boom...
In an instant, the bronze ring on the little finger of his left hand flickered crazily, and as he kept waving his right hand, fireballs condensed one after another.
in a blink.
Twelve large fireballs, almost like flying rocket launchers, hit the taunting tree man crazily.
next moment.
Boom.
The sea of fire is monstrous.
"Gan!"
"Let you ridicule me!!"
"Now let me see how you still mock me!!!"
Han Xing threw twelve fireballs in one go, then stopped and looked coldly at the sea of fire that quickly ignited in front of him.
The mocking treant had been ignited into a huge torch, and a few players who couldn't escape were also swallowed by the sea of flames.
But Han Xing's eyes were cold.
Life, as early as the day the survival game started, became the most worthless thing in the world.
fire!
It's a mockery of the Treant's weakness, since it's a Treant.
Even if it increases its fire resistance through some means, it still cannot change its natural weakness.
If the ordinary flame cannot ignite it, then it can only be said that the fire is not big enough, not strong enough.
Just like human society relies on money to solve many problems, if the problem cannot be solved, it can only be because there is not enough money.
How to do?
Add money!
With money, I can do whatever I want.
Therefore, if there is free gasoline, I can burn you to death, a taunting tree person who talks trash.
But at this time, the mocking tree man didn't care about catching other players anymore, he let out a stern roar, turned around and strode towards Han Xing.
And those fierce and harsh taunts disappeared from Han Xing's ears, as if they were all frightened by the scene in front of them and lost their voices.
Boom!Boom!
The taunting tree man walked over step by step, and he could take seven or eight meters with each step, but after all, it could not take a few steps after it turned into a torch. With every step, part of its body would fall off and hit the ground into ashes.
After seven steps, its huge body suddenly swayed, and then froze in place. Low painful wails continued to come from the flames, getting lower and lower, and finally disappeared.
Crackling!
The trunk was burst by the flames, making a sound like firecrackers exploding.
The original huge body of the taunting tree man was only 15 meters high, but the vitality of its whole body had disappeared, and it stopped there, as if it was just an ordinary big tree, letting the flames burn.
"do you died?"
Han Xing watched coldly, holding the pig-killing ax, and walked forward slowly. Looking at the flames that were gradually extinguishing, he was about to step forward to see what trophies were left.
Sudden.
A pair of scorched black eyes suddenly opened on the tree.
At the same time, there was also a large wooden mouth that was trembling and constantly dropping black ash and debris.
It seems to want to say something.
next second.
"Oh!"
An ax smashed through the air in an instant, hitting the center of the big mouth and eyes hard, and the sharp edge of the ax opened a huge gap that was two meters long.
"You're almost dead, and you still want to trick me? Go to hell!"
Han Xing snorted coldly, and the shadow of the ax turned into one piece and continued to chop at the tree.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of slashes were made, and the last blow fell.
Boom!
The ax actually split the remaining tree body of the taunting tree man into two halves from top to bottom.
Looking at the two charred halves of the fallen tree, Han Xing snorted coldly: "I didn't want to kill you, but your talent makes me so angry!"
"Now, who is the trash?"
"Who is trash?!"
"Who's on the street!?"
Stomping on a wisp of flames on the tree trunk, Han Xing picked up the ax, turned around and looked at the direction where the black-robed Death servant and Thomas were fighting, and quickly left this place of right and wrong.
at this time.
There are still 49:50:23 left before the space beacon is successfully positioned.
The night was about to fade, and there was already a glimmer of light in the sky. Han Xing walked through the shadows between buildings. Not long after standing in the sun, he was blocked by a group of drag racing gangs driving various sports cars.
"Boom! Boom!"
Amid the roar of the engine, the entire street was blocked by these people.
Even if the God of Death issued a killing order, not all players of the God of Death will obey the mission of the killing order.
In the eyes of these people, instead of wasting that time to search for outsiders who don't know where they are in the city, it's better to take advantage of the opportunity when the power supply of the whole city is restored, and go crazy.
This group of drag racing parties is one of the representatives.
Amidst the noise of the crowd, no one noticed that in the shadow of the corner, Han Xing quietly got into the most backward and unobtrusive ordinary car.
"Who are you!?"
Looking at Han Xing who suddenly opened his car door, the driver obviously hadn't reacted yet.
"I am your father."
Han Xing grinned, and slammed his right hand into the driver's face. Before the driver could scream, he turned into a dead body.
Then Han Xing kicked the corpse onto the co-pilot, sat in the main driver himself, and prepared to drive into the group of drag racing party players.
The most powerful concealment is to penetrate into the enemy!
And the last time I drove was Wuling Hongguang, and suddenly seeing a group of people racing fast, Han Xing also felt a little itchy, just to relax.
And at the same time.
Thomas was in dire straits and almost cried.
The water is really deep and hot.
At this moment, he fled to the bottom of a river in the urban area, but he still couldn't escape the pursuit of the servant of the black-robed death god, who even threw a sea of flames directly above the river.
"FUCK!!"
"Who told this monster that I am the strongest outsider? That orientalist who escaped might be stronger than me!"
(End of this chapter)