Demon change the world

Chapter 130 [Disaster Designer]

Car crashes, gunshots, crossbow arrows, spilled gasoline splashed in the face...

The bear trap placed at the corner of the road, the telephone pole suddenly snapped...

In an accident, Chao Fushuang pretended to be himself, and didn't look at the almanac when he went out.

After more than a dozen accidents in a row, no matter how slow he was, he could feel something unusual.

"Recently, it seems that the characters in the legends of various countries have appeared one by one."

"its not right!"

"It's said that there are gods when you raise your head. Could it be that I have done too many bad things in the past? Now, which dog is taking the rat's god to settle the score?"

"Didn't you say that those gods and monsters are all created by aliens?"

The high-intensity escape and the extreme mental tension made Chao Fushuang feel stiff all over, and his clothes were completely soaked in cold sweat, sticking to his body, making him extremely uncomfortable!
He could feel a strong malice that was so thick that it couldn't be melted away, lingering around his body, eclipsing his bones and soaking his blood.

If it wasn't for the little brother Zhuang Xiurui who took care of him and assisted him, he would have died many times already!

It reminded him of a movie.

The content in the movie and his current situation are somewhat similar, but they are fundamentally different.

The order of erasure and safety time are all bullshit!

Every minute, he may die suddenly on the spot for an extremely ridiculous reason!

The escape process of the two lasted for a full two hours!

It was as if a pair of invisible hands were playing with him.

Such a long escape has attracted many people who came to watch the excitement.

Some idle passengers kept their distance and followed the two of them.

Tourists and local idlers from all over the world, speaking different languages, called for friends to come and see these two hapless men who were targeted by the god of death.

"Oh my god! Jesuschrist! Mother f**ker! Unbelievable! (My God! Jesus! Fuck it, it's not possible!)"

"! (These two must have Korean blood Smecta!)"

"What did these two people do? God did it himself?! (Six? 666!)"

The gossip souls of the onlookers were burning.

Everyone wants to witness the final outcome of these two people.

In the end, Zhuang Xiurui and Chao Fushuang fled to a warehouse in the south of Market Street in San Francisco.

"Hahaha! Thieves, my life is tough, what can you do to me!"

Chao Fushuang patted Zhuang Xiurui on the shoulder and laughed wildly: "Brother, don't be afraid, I bought this warehouse last year."

"This year, I hired Martin Construction Company to reinforce it several times, and the total investment was no less than 800 million dollars!"

"His grandma's, foreigner's stuff, the quality is good! It's safe!"

Hearing these vulgar words, Zhuang Xiurui snorted coldly, his eyes filled with gloom.

What happened today is definitely not a coincidence.

No matter who did it...

Be it alien civilizations or gods and demons, one day he, Zhuang Xiurui, will take revenge and kill him!

The so-called aliens and those gods, immortals, and demons are just humanoid life forms with a little more infinite cells in their bodies, nothing special!
Given enough time, Zhuang Xiurui can also become the god of the new world.

Then, surpass God!

"I……"

As soon as Zhuang Xiurui opened his mouth, he felt his tongue get stuck.

What did he see?
More than 30 things that looked like bombs suddenly emerged from the void and appeared beside the two of them.

This time, Zhuang Xiurui didn't plan to run away with Chao Fushuang.

He is not strong enough!
Ordinary bombs can seriously injure him!
A dead fellow is not a poor one. Although it's a pity that he can't go to the casino tonight, Zhuang Xiurui still chose his precious life.

He just ran five meters, and endless light and heat spread behind him.

Bang!
Bang!Bang!
Bang!Bang!Bang!
The cloud explosion, overpressure and temperature field effects instantly blasted Chao Fushuang to pieces.

The high temperature and detonation waves were reflected and superimposed between the walls, and the overpressure value was much higher than that in the open space. The violent fluctuations made Zhuang Xiurui spurt blood wildly.

Power flowed from the body bit by bit.

"I can't die! I absolutely can't die here!"

Zhuang Xiurui's eyes were bloodshot, his heart roared wildly, and his desire to survive was extremely strong.

pity.

If you want to live, you must survive...

The plane where this unit universe is located will not be judged as the "extreme magic plane".

Here, strong is strong, weak is weak!
Explosive seeds should also pay attention to the basic law.

No one can simply rely on recklessness to make a piece of the sky.

Zhuang Xiurui barely struggled for a millisecond before being submerged in the flames.

The breath of the two of them was cut off in an instant, and even their bones and souls were turned into ashes that had been baked into coke.

Ashes!

The [-]-square-meter reinforced warehouse on South Market Street in San Francisco collapsed in the blink of an eye.

……

Huaguo, in the personal secret base.

dong dong.

Yan Anqing, who was driving the No. 0 vest "Tiandao", tapped the table expressionlessly.

"game over."

"If you dare to take action against a candidate for salvation, you must be prepared to be backlashed."

"not to mention……"

Talking to herself, Yan Anqing smiled and shook her head, too lazy to find any excuses.

It has nothing to do with what Chao Fushuang and Zhuang Xiurui did, and it has nothing to do with Zheng Xiaosan, the 1/3 savior.

Yan Anqing didn't like the two of them.

This is the real reason.

The little panda happily jumped into the field of vision, blowing out a series of text bubbles happily.

"Congratulations to the player for obtaining the achievement - [Disaster Designer]."

"In the endless plane, the most shameless disaster designer named Yan: I want to play a game with you, please work hard and struggle as much as possible. If I survive to clear the game, I will lose."

"The current completion progress of the main task is: 43/60."

After getting along for a while, the customer service staff of the little panda became acquainted with Yan Anqing, and even made a joke.

Yan Anqing felt that its evaluation was quite pertinent.

His behavior this time was indeed somewhat shameless.

The last one used to kill Chao Fushuang and Zhuang Xiurui was the KFMIE23 cloud bomb.

1 kg of KFMIE23 cloud blasting agent is equivalent to 7.7 kg of TNT explosive, more than double the power of the original cloud blasting agent!
It's not something for individuals at all.

Yan Anqing's soul left her personal secret base, returned to the underground of Zhaofujing, and entered her body.

He fumbled with his mobile phone and opened the current domestic first official forum for extraordinary topics - Lianzhen World.

The hottest pinned post was "Human beings Chased by Disaster".

In the 21st century, news spreads too fast!

In theory, it only takes an average of 3.7 seconds for a message to travel from one end of the earth to the other!
After clicking on the post, Yan Anqing scrolled down and read the replies from netizens.

"I don't know if anyone has noticed this. Indu, Shiva; Huaguo, impermanence; America, twelve-winged steel fallen angel, plus this time..."

"Wori! Don't scare me! No matter how you look at it, these are not from the good camp! What are those aliens who monitor the earth's people planning to do?"

"Hey, is impermanence originally on the same level as Shiva and Lucifer?"

"Don't be inflated! It's just a coincidence!"

"Indeed... I feel that if the two guys in the video continue to fight, will the faceless Lord of Disaster directly blow up the earth... The two impermanences, maybe, are slightly worse?"

"Yes! We are still developing, and we still need to work hard! Efforts in all aspects! Let's fight together!"

"I agree with both hands! (Although I can't understand what the upstairs is saying, I think it's amazing, and I feel that this person is changing the subject.)"

"Raise your hands and feet, plus my little tail!"

"Hey, hey! There is one week left before the global qualifying competition will start. It's too late to concentrate on development now, isn't it?"

"That's right...we should cheer up the Huaguo contestants now!"

After reading the post for a while, Yan Anqing put down his phone, a look of thought flashed in his eyes.

"None of the existing vests are suitable."

"At the opening ceremony of the Earth Ranking Tournament, who should we choose for comparison..."

"Wang Yangming? Zhuang Zhou? Guiguzi?"

(End of this chapter)