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Chapter 118 Artillery Fire(2/2)

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As a photo slowly poked out from the camera, the strange power shrouded around Zhang Jiao immediately disappeared without a trace, and the sea of ​​clouds shrouded in the mountains also dissipated, revealing a majestic glass bridge.

Zhang Jiao looked down at his feet and saw the scenery of the entire Huangyunshan Resort.

He carefully looked at the strange resort built like a circle around Huangshan, and remembered it deeply in his mind.

However, just as Zhang Jiao remembered the middle of the resort, an extremely inconsistent place immediately attracted his attention.

On the edge of the middle section of the resort, outside an inconspicuous building, several staff members in suits were gathered in front of a pyramid made of steel alloy, without moving.

The pyramid is tightly tactile, and there is no trace of being pieced together. At first glance, it is a handicraft that cost a lot of money.

But at this moment, in the resort, more than a dozen staff members dressed in security guards were tapping and dismantling the pyramid in front of them with tools such as logging saws and hydraulic tongs.

Amid the sound of tinging frames, the pyramid with metallic luster was inserted into the ground without moving, allowing them to knock and cut them freely.

Zhang Jiao looked at the pyramid that was stuck upside down and suddenly his eyes lit up, "I said why didn't I see you? It turned out to be here."

He carefully wrote down this location and walked towards the opposite mountain.

Behind him, the tour guide also walked over quickly and handed over a photo he had taken.

Zhang Jiao took the photo, looked at himself with scissors on it, then flicked the photo and put it in his pocket.

In the photo in his pocket, Zhang Jiao, who had been holding scissors hands, suddenly blinked, and then put down the scissors hands that were standing up, and collapsed to the ground as if he was tired of lifting them.

Zhang Jiao, who was following the tour guide, walked down the mountain inadvertently slapped his pocket.

The figure in the photo in the bag was immediately shaken by the palm of the photograph, and then fell down with a slap.

The figure lost a middle finger in dissatisfaction, climbed up from the ground helplessly, stretched out his hand from the photo, and cut out his own outline like a pair of scissors.

The photo I just took suddenly became blank, and I could no longer see the figure with scissors standing on it.

Zhang Jiao stepped on the mountain road, lifted his feet high and then fell down.

A yellowish shadow came out the moment his feet touched the ground, and disappeared into the mountains.

The breeze blew, and a wisp of mist slowly drifted towards the resort.

The edge of the middle section of the resort,

More than a dozen security guards were busy facing the steel pyramid that was stuck on the ground.

The sound of the ding-shaped frame was unaware of it, but it did not show any results. It did not leave any trace on the steel gold tower, but instead left a tool that had collapsed.

Next to them, four men in suits, who looked like high-level managers of the resort, were standing next to them, with their hands on the pyramid.

It was like a supervisor urging these security guards.

At this moment, a breeze suddenly blew, gently sliding across the steel pyramid that was inserted on the ground.

A metallic luster immediately appeared on the surface of the alloy outside the pyramid.

As the light shone, the palm of his hand was close to the place where the four men in suits in the pyramid were standing, and a bottomless pit suddenly appeared.

Before the four of them could react, they fell into a flash, and the palms that were always close to the pyramid fell off.

The moment they fell, the pyramid that had been pounding by the security guards immediately became shaken.

Amid the sound of steel collision, the pyramid in front of me was transformed like an Autobot, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a

A weird guy made of alloy and flesh.

She looked at the security guards holding various tools around her, and more than a dozen flywheels popped out from her arms, cutting them back and forth into several segments.

The moment the security guard fell to the ground, Sister Luo shouted angrily, "Do you want me to help you with some cover? OK! I'll give you some cover now."

Amid the roar, a row of metal blades immediately popped out of her limbs to form a pair of cold iron wings. A row of small holes appeared on her legs, spewing out light blue plasma flames.

Sister Luo soared into the sky and flew straight outside the resort.

"Cube seed, you have been trying to accompany these ghosts for most of the day. I still want me to help you. Let's dream! Haha."

Amid the laughter, the blue light flashed across the sky and disappeared into the distance in an instant.

But the next second, Sister Luo, who had just flew away, appeared again.

She still didn't give up and flew in the opposite direction, but the result was still. No matter how she flew, she would always appear above the resort for no reason.

"Okay, okay, since you don't let me go out, don't blame me for being rude."

Sister Luo instantly landed on the ground, and the steel on her body penetrated deeply into the ground like a fixed plate.

She raised her head, and her body tilted forty-five degrees forward, and pieces of alloy plates surged up one after another, protecting her in the middle.

A huge cannon barrel, thick as a person, stretched out from the flesh and alloy on her back, pointing to the most conspicuous hotel in the resort.

Dong!

Amid the loud noise, a shell came out and landed directly above the hotel.

Boom!

The strange and inexplicable hotel exploded instantly, and it was half shorter.

"So what if it's weird? Let's see I'll blow you all away."

As Sister Luo shouted, missiles exploded in every corner of the resort like fireworks.

Zhang Jiao stood halfway up the mountain, looking at the resort in front of him that seemed to have been bombed by an artillery battalion, and couldn't help but secretly smack his tongue.

"Sure enough, every missioner should not be underestimated. This woman may be inferior to her in terms of the other party's ghosts and monsters, but her pure destructive power on objects can throw herself out for a hundred and eight thousand miles..."
Chapter completed!
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