Chapter 578 Run, White Gloves
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A lone child stood at the edge of the field holding a dirty and tattered vegetable dog doll.
Although this orphanage has large facilities and a very spacious yard, in order not to be stared at and attract attention, people are often not allowed to play here.
However, we will still give everyone some time to relax occasionally. After all, staying in the house all the time is not conducive to the healthy growth of children. Even here, the healthy growth of refugee children is a complete joke.
The children were running happily in the yard, and he was the only one standing there.
There was a kind old man beside him, looking at these children with a smile.
"Who are you?" Looking at the old man, he couldn't help but ask.
The old man looked at him and replied: "If you are the flowers, then I will be the gardener."
"Oh." He understood, "You run this orphanage?"
The old man smiled and said nothing.
"The meaning is unclear. Let everyone play carefree now, what should we do in the future? If they don't quickly learn the necessary knowledge and become stronger, they won't have enough to eat when you put them outside." He has a feeling that does not fit this. The indifference of children of this age.
The old man was a little surprised, but still said: "I don't think children should think about this kind of thing."
He frowned and looked at the old man: "You are so old and you still don't realize that this world is different from the original world? This society is not gentle to children."
The old man said: "The world will not be gentle to children, so someone needs to be gentle to them."
"You can't give them a lifetime."
"Childhood is enough. Childhood is worth cherishing."
"..." He had nothing to say. The old man beside him was so naive that even he found it difficult to understand.
"I remember you just came in a few days ago. You must have endured hardship outside."
"You are considered lucky if you don't have any arms or legs. I heard that I fell from the sky and didn't even have time to go through the security check at the door. That's fine. I heard that some people are unlucky and will be arrested." He Said nonchalantly.
"Ah, a son from heaven, maybe you are the child chosen by God." The old man couldn't help laughing after saying this.
"You are still superstitious, old man."
"If you can really wait for a chosen one, then it's not impossible to be superstitious."
He had nothing to do with the old man's brain circuit: "You can continue to dream. Even if I am the chosen one, I will not help you. You can just guard your garden until you die of old age."
He held the rookie doll in his arms and turned around to go back.
But several children passed by him, noticed him, and then laughed and pulled at him, forcing him to join the play.
He was a little embarrassed and turned to look at the old man.
The old man's kind smile remained the same.
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Only gentle care cannot maintain that small and dreamy garden.
A fence of thorns that separates conspiracies and dangers... Only the power that is strong enough to separate one party can protect the weak flowers.
That was the garden of his dreams.
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"roll!"
With a whisper, as soon as the white-glove trigger was pulled, he felt his body being bounced into the air. The shot missed and only hit Sha Qiu's shoulder.
The shadows under Jeffrey, Tu Wenwen and Dune began to squirm, directly submerging the three of them and taking them away.
White Gloves got rid of the influence of the noisy monster in mid-air, turned the muzzle of the gun and fired several shots forward.
The noisy monster that was sprinting was hit continuously, but he was not one of those weak guys. He completely ignored the gaps in his body and turned his hands into blades to chop at it.
The knife in the white glove hand made a trick and blocked the Noisy Monster's attack without any leverage. After landing, he fired two shots at the Noisy Monster's knees.
The noisy monster's legs were broken and he immediately lost his balance.
The blade of the white glove went towards his neck.
boom!
An unexpected gunshot rang out, and the blade was deflected by a rusty bullet. The Noisy Monster quickly regenerated its legs and counterattacked continuously. White Gloves was forced to give in. At the same time, the blade quickly deflected and chopped up the next few approaching bullets.
"Ah, there are so many weird things in the Golden Circle." White Glove shook the blade and said with a slight smile.
Brother Hyundai, who was already in the preliminary state of transformation, appeared at the corner, breathing softly.
"Show off your strength." Noisy Monster opened his mouth and smiled.
"Pretending to be calm."
"It's actually very urgent."
"Are you still reliable physically and mentally?"
"After all, I have already fought for my life on the aircraft."
"Hehe, the conscientious white gloves are so touching that they bring tears to your eyes."
The mouth opened and laughed.
White Glove's smile gradually disappeared: "Are you also from that troupe?"
"Are you surprised?"
"Are you in the same group as those troublemakers?" White Glove asked.
"you guess."
"No need to guess, I will catch one of you and torture him."
"Catch whatever you want. If you can't catch it, we will personally come to your door to catch it for you." Noisy Monster said with a smile.
When White Glove heard this, he didn't understand what the noisy monster meant, but when he heard the sound, he suddenly turned his head.
Behind him, a figure wearing a clown costume appeared.
The figure moved mechanically and stiffly like a clockwork doll, while its mouth made a comical clicking sound imitating a mechanical failure.
However, along with his strange twitching, a blazing fire began to appear on his body.
White Glove's pupils shrank and he ran away.
And the clown rushed up at a very fast speed and hugged White Gloves.
Boom!
The huge explosion completely blew up the Golden Network Building and began to tilt.
White Gloves managed to avoid the explosion, but was also blown into the air outside the building by the shock wave.
"Human bomb!" he gritted his teeth.
Gunshots rang out continuously, and densely packed rusty bullets flew creative trajectories, attacking him from all directions.
"Accelerate! Accelerate! Accelerate!" The noisy monster appeared from the side, crawling on the surface of the building, and its mouth was crazily boosting the modern brother.
The speed of the bullets increased even more.
The white-gloved hands seemed to disappear in an instant, followed by the sword light that almost enveloped him, proving his reaction ability.
All the bullets that approached were chopped into pieces, and at the same time, he pulled the trigger to fight back against the modern brother and the noisy monster.
The two easily dodged and resisted, and the white gloves stepped on a large falling stone. Suddenly, they heard the noise below, and when they lowered their heads, they suddenly broke out in cold sweat.
A large group of people in extremely abstract costumes were waiting for food below like a siege of zombies. Many of them were weirdos, just like the clown bomber before. Their whole bodies were glowing and hot, and they were running up to get closer to him.
They are all suicide bombs!
This time the target is him!
White Gloves realizes that he has become a thorn in the side of the troupe members.
At the same time, he again expressed difficulty in understanding.
There are too many bombers! If he hadn't forgotten, there should be a group of people on Sky Island No. 0, and now there is a group of people here to surround and suppress him!
His eyes became sharp.
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All bombers who came close were chopped up or shot.
He directly cleared a clearing and fell down, sweating profusely.
Today's "Ultimate Moment" was used a bit too much, and it was a huge burden!
But it wasn't over yet, the bombers around him were still rushing towards him.
Do we have to retreat first?
Suddenly, a strange gust of wind swept past, and cold, bloody hands grabbed his neck.
He grabbed the arm with his backhand and pushed it away. Suddenly, he felt a strong sense of being watched, followed by his body becoming stiff, as if it was no longer his!
Brother Dom was hidden among the group of bombers, watching him silently, with multiple pupils in his eyes slowly rotating around each other.
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Brother Cursed was freed and received two backhand shots. Brother Dom immediately lost his target, and a large number of explosions could not damage the white gloves at the moment of reaching the limit.
He successfully got rid of another round of siege.
"Grass is definitely the hardest opponent to catch." Noisy Monster couldn't help but said as he looked at the white gloves that were moving at a speed that completely exceeded his ability to catch.
"Let him keep running, and I'll see how fast he can run." After finishing speaking, the modern brother next to him jumped off the tall building with his hands raised and a leap of faith.
In mid-air, the body began to grow, the rusty bullet belt was entangled, the suit on his body was torn, and the barrel of the gun behind his back grew.
After his full body was exposed, Hyundai Brother kicked off the wall of the building just as he was about to fall to the ground.
Boom!
A large crater was instantly dented in the wall. Modern Brother sprinted out quickly, and bullets began to whizz by.
As soon as the white gloves cut off a bomber's head, he heard the continuous sound of breaking through the air behind him. He turned around and the dark barrel of the gun was pressed against his whole body!
boom!
Minor injuries finally appeared on White Glove's body. Many of Modern Brother's gun barrels were quickly cut open, but his stern smile became more prominent.