Chapter 273 It’s better not to be exposed to the moonlight
Everyone was stunned when they saw Song Mang squatting next to a big box, broadcasting live with her mobile phone in one hand and taking out a large small missile as long as her upper body from the box with the other hand.
These small missiles haven't been burned yet. They are all made of paper, and there are a lot of remote controls in the box.
This suggests that these missiles can be remotely controlled.
[?????? Sis, please don't be so ridiculous! This box is even bigger than my coffin! What are you planning on doing with all these paper missiles in it?]
Where did all these paper missiles come from? I burned paper for my family before the apocalypse, but I haven't seen any funeral homes selling these things!
[It's confirmed, Song Mang's main business is definitely an arms dealer in the underworld, otherwise where would he get so many firearms! ]
[Uh, all 100 shots are used to set off fireworks? Won't these fireworks blow up the entire castle?]
What to put?
Song Mang: "Let's set off fireworks."
The audience was shocked by what was inside the big box. Some people even thought they were hallucinating and had misheard what Song Mang said.
These are one hundred paper missiles. When burned in the apocalypse, their power may be even stronger than normal missiles!
If all 100 bullets exploded, the power would be too terrifying! They wouldn't let anyone survive!
As for the sea outside, it is high and far.
His human head balloon was floating outside the window. He also saw Song Mang's paper missiles. His eyes widened slightly, and there was some disbelief in his eyes.
Before he could react, he saw a burst of fire in the room.
Song Mang burned all the paper missiles!
Not long after, the paper missiles in the big box on the ground became translucent!
Song Mang looked up at the human skin balloon outside the window and grinned, "Hey, let's watch the fireworks!"
call out--!
Song Mang simply pressed a button on the remote control in his hand, and a paper missile in the box rushed out of the window.
With a sound of Duang.
The paper missile had just rushed out when it hit the barrier and fell to the ground.
The explosion was not successful!
Hai Gaoyuan couldn't help but burst out laughing when he saw this scene, "Hahahahaha, idiot! These weapons are inside the barrier with you, and they can't attack anything outside the barrier!
The barrier of this house has been restored and can block any form of attack from the player! Forget it, you can't even touch me!
His expression completely relaxed.
"After all this tinkering, you still can't attack? There are over a hundred paper missiles, which are really scary to look at, but in the end, they are completely useless!"
The extra hand on the human skin balloon even touched his forehead. "Oh no, you scared yourself. Actually, nothing happened..."
Before he could finish his words, Song Mang took out all the remote controls from the box.
Song Mang placed all the remote controls on the ground, then squatted on the ground and pressed the buttons frantically.
whoosh whoosh whoosh!
All the missiles in the box flew out, each one carrying terrifying energy and rushing towards the top of the house.
Bang bang bang bang!
There is a small attic on the third floor, and the floor of the attic was completely shattered by the missile.
Crash!
Wooden fragments mixed with soil kept falling from above, causing the already cracked house to shake even more.
Song Mang just took the launch button and had not pressed the explosion button yet.
She said to the Sword Master beside her, "Call the people downstairs over here. When the missile explodes, use your power to protect them."
"Okay!"
The Sword Master immediately called those people over.
The players on the first floor had already sensed something was wrong, and when they saw the Sword Master coming, they quickly followed him.
"Boss, what's going on? It looks like the house is about to collapse!"
Wei Tao was the first to ask Song Mang.
"Yeah, it's about to collapse."
Song Mang pointed to the location of the ceiling. The ceiling on the third floor was smashed to pieces, the small attic was also destroyed, and hundreds of black things were parked on the roof.
If there wasn't a barrier on the roof, the roof would have been blown away by the impact of these missiles!
"Can't let the house collapse!"
Aunt Bai suddenly shouted.
Sensing Song Mang's gaze, Aunt Bai quickly explained, "Guest, if this house collapses, you will have no shelter! You will be exposed to the moonlight! Do not expose yourself to the moonlight!"
Song Mang thought of Aunt Bai's previous reminder, which had always told her not to leave the house.
She couldn't help but narrow her eyes and said, "Why can't we be exposed to the moonlight?"
"Anyway, you can't be exposed to the moonlight!"
Aunt Bai didn't explain it in detail, but her expression was anxious.
The strange man next to him also said, "Little ancestor, God of Wealth, if you want to live, you should listen to her! This is not a good thing for humans!
If you hadn't given us this money, we wouldn't have risked telling you!"
"hehe."
Hai Gaoyuan's voice came again, with some ill intentions, "What? You want to rip the roof off? If you have the guts, just blow the house down.
Why did it suddenly stop exploding? Isn’t it great that you have a hundred missiles? If you don’t dare to take off the roof, you will never be able to attack me!
Song Mang glanced at him and said with a forced smile, "Do you know what will happen if you are exposed to the moonlight? Are you trying to provoke me?"
"Yes, I just use the method of provoking others."
Hai Gaoyuan said disdainfully, "But you still don't dare to blow it up? Cowards like you will always be ants and will never seize the opportunity!
Do you know this? The more dangerous the place, the more treasures there are! And your strength will grow the fastest there!
This is the experience we cultivators have gained from years of treasure hunting. It's a pity that you ordinary people will never be able to understand it."
"Guest, please ignore him!"
Aunt Bai said, "He's no longer human. He's deliberately trying to lure you out! Once you get out, you'll become even more delicious food, and he'll definitely eat you!"
"Of course I won't go out."
Song Mang patted his clothes, stood up from the ground, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
"But I hate provocations. Don't you want to slap him?"
The Sword Master thought for a moment and said, "Boss, how about I go out and beat him to death for you? The things in this dungeon shouldn't have any effect on me."
Song Mang glanced at him and said, "How can it be as satisfying if you help me beat him to death as if I beat him to death myself?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Mang raised his hand and waved it, and a large amount of tiny spiritual power shot out from his hand.
Her spiritual power was not strong, but it split into several rays of light like silver needles and hit the remote control on the ground!
The explosion buttons of all the missile remote controls on the ground were pressed at the same time!
Before this, Song Mang had already locked the explosion location of the missile on the human skin balloon.
Aunt Bai panicked when she saw her behavior.
"Guest, are you trying to kill yourself? If you launch a missile, the house will collapse instantly when it rushes out. You'll have no shelter and will be exposed to the moonlight!"
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