Although he was light and thin, he was able to make the military vehicle weighing several tons shake.
Cen Jiao was so scared that she started screaming again. Her beautiful peach blossom eyes were red and tearful.
Pei Chixuan hugged her, his face darkening a little, and said, "It's okay, it's just a mutant. My husband can take care of it in two minutes."
After saying that, he asked Cen Jiao to conjure up a safe and asked her to hide in it first.
He kicked open the car door, and a red, burning flame appeared on his palm as he rushed towards the roof of the car.
…………
A small black and gray dot suddenly exploded in my mind.
Jiang Zhaosu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly opened his eyes, leaned forward, and his eyes widened.
Qi Xing, who was still driving, noticed her movements from the corner of his eye, tilted his head slightly, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Zhaosu looked at the unfamiliar road ahead in silence.
“…”
Duan Yuanyuan is dead.
She could sense it.
Just like the deaths of those mutant giant rats that fought against the black bear.
Every time a mutant giant rat died, a small black dot linked to her brain would explode and then disappear.
The little dot linking Duan Yuanyuan to her is gone.
I guess after the woman turned into a mutant, she went back to find Pei Chixuan and Cen Jiao.
The stupid villain who was jealous of the protagonist's beauty, strength and space, and wanted to harm the protagonist and rob the protagonist of everything, was quickly defeated by the protagonist and died without a complete body.
Jiang Zhaosu didn't know how many times he had seen this classic face-slapping plot in novels.
In the novel, the description of these cannon fodders who cannot survive more than three chapters is usually limited to just a few sentences, and their images are one-sided and thin.
Some of them don't even have names, and are simply and crudely labeled as "a murderer who has a habit of torturing and killing his compatriots and betraying the organization" or "a green tea girl with very little clothing."
So when Jiang Zhaosu saw them die, he felt nothing in his heart, and sometimes he would even curse them, "You ungrateful people, you deserve to die."
But when she really traveled into the novel, the images of these cannon fodder were no longer a vague symbol in her eyes.
They became living people, with names, personalities, and ideas, and became her friends who spent every day with her.
But when the protagonist arrives, the plot is like a powerful whirlpool, shattering all their distinct characteristics and turning them back into thin symbols.
Duan Yuanyuan, who was smiling and chatting with her while picking out a dress and combing her hair the day before, died at the hands of the protagonist without any choice, becoming a foil to the protagonist's touching love and strong strength.
Jiang Zhaosu felt an indescribable sour feeling in his chest.
She hunched over and covered her eyes with her hands.
what to do?
It seemed that she could no longer look at these things calmly from the perspective of a bystander.
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