What kind of creature has a hand and a head?
The chin biting the locked arm is a series of strokes and a set of combination punches, and then the arm is pressed and the locked right arm is directly cut off.
After a series of tricks, I turned around and saw everyone staring at him.
But the eyes are a little strange
Not reverence for eyes, but exploration of wonder and curiosity
Qiaohao is too familiar with this look and thunders.
"What are you looking at! What are you looking at? Do you think this is what you look like when you are old? "
They all nodded. This long one is really like that …
Why has it become more and more dirty recently?
"Bastard you point what head! Old this is to get these back! Don’t even know where to go! " Qiaohao huffed, "Wait for the old man to get his body back. Little bastard like this punches for a direct second!"
"Oh …" They all nodded with incredulous expressions.
"Believe it or not, I will kill you!" I’m so angry with you. Oh, what?
"Hey, the lock is going to run!" You’re going to get mad when you look at it. Sazler patted his throne quickly. "You’d better put out the lock first!"
I turned around with an elbow, struggling to escape, and the lock was directly hit and flew out.
Actually, locking is not so weak.
It’s not far from fighting Zhuang. In fact, he has already consumed his energy. It’s already a spent force to resist the serious damage caused by the explosion.
At this time, in the face of amazing fighting capacity and anger, I was so angry that I simply didn’t even have the strength to fight back.
"Where to run! Give me death! "
Qiaohao grabbed the locked head and twisted it.
Fight … End!
Chapter 129 Wow, this is really rich!
Locking lost his head and body slowly floated in the era of exile.
Don’t move.
However, Qiaohao grabbed the locked head and approached the manor palace, then bowed their heads and handed it to the front of Zhuang not far away.
"The great manor master is lucky enough to live up to his mission!"
"Uh …" Zhuang looked at the huge mechanical head in front of him, and then looked at the bigger head.
Qiaohao waited for orders not far from Zhuang with his head down.
What should I say at this time?
"Flat … flat?"
What else should I say?
Qiaohao just looked up-this movement is a bit difficult for Qiaohao-and looked at Zhuang not far away with bright eyes.
Watching the tears suddenly come.
"After so many years, I finally met … the really great manor owner again! The Lord of the manor is willing to help you! "
"I … I’m honored, too!" Zhuang was a little flattered and then quietly gave Sazler a thumbs-up sign.
Sazler was crawling from his chin to his head and came to the village. He cried when he held the village not far away.
"Master Zhuang, I finally came back! You have no idea what I’ve been through these days! I’ve lost weight … You see my scales, my belly … "
"You have suffered. Welcome home, Sazler!" What can I say if Zhuang is not far away? Can give him a warm hug.
Sazler is a good comrade!
Now that he’s dead, some brave soldiers flew to his chest with a broken war dog, banging on his face and prying around with a crowbar.
"What are you looking for?" Qiaohao wondered and asked, "He is full of good things, just drag them back."
"Looking for the cockpit, of course!" The soldiers said, "I’d like to see what kind of person is in here!"
"It must be an ugly, old and bad-hearted bastard!"
"That’s right! There is pus on the top of the head and sores on the soles of the feet. I don’t dare to come out at all. "
The biggest threat brought by this battle to the manor is how can the soldiers of the manor not hate him?
"Hmm …" Qiaohao pinched himself with one arm. "Are you … is this guy driving?"
The soldiers turned around in wonder. What does this mean?
"Don’t … no?"
"Of course not!" "He’s a fighting outfit made by factory owners to deal with us stonewalkers!"
"Combat outfit? You mean … this guy is a robot? No, isn’t this guy a factory owner? "
"Well … it’s true that he is a factory owner because he is a factory."
How can everyone do this when they are dumbfounded?
"When these fighting structures were just made, they were not much bigger than ordinary war dogs. They would constantly transform themselves and upgrade themselves. In my time, there were huge structures with fists and dozens of kilometers. That was difficult to deal with … only my predecessors who grew into stone walkers could deal with them …"
Don’t talk about ordinary soldiers. Even not far from Zhuang, I was dazzled.
This is not perfect, is it?