Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Minds

　　Sitting on the ground dancing and retreating to the corner of the safe house, Deng Xinlei regretted it very much.

　　I regret why I made such a ventilation observation port on the safe house.

　　boom!

　　With a thud, the walls of the safe house twisted into a sharp shape.

　　Specter can't interfere with gold.

　　But Specter can deform gold through external force.

　　Unless you can build a safe house with no dead ends.

　　Otherwise the existence of the safe house is meaningless.

　　boom!

　　boom!

　　boom!

　　In the continuous sound of the impact, the walls of the safe house have been twisted out of shape.

　　The terrified Deng Xinlei had closed his eyes.

　　He was ready to die.

　　He has no ability to resist and escape, and only hope that when he dies, it will not be so painful.

　　Squeak!

　　With a tearing sound.

　　Deng Xinlei heard a heavy gasp imitated by the loudspeaker.

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　　Hearing this voice, he hugged himself tightly and buried his head under his arms.

　　Like an ostrich.

　　"Wang!"

　　The excited cry came, and Deng Xinlei's teeth began to chatter.

　　"Ow!"

　　next second.

　　A mournful dog bark came.

　　Deng Xinlei felt that the entire safe house was shaking violently.

　　Zizi!

　　boom!

　　Bang bang bang!

　　After the harsh sound of metal rubbing, there was a loud crash and the sound of metal parts hitting the ground.

　　Among these voices, there were also bursts of wild dogs screaming with electronic sounds.

　　The sound was like a biting wild dog being beaten by a dozen big men with sticks.

.. ......  

　　It looks like it's going to fail.

　　"...?"

　　Hearing this voice, Deng Xinlei couldn't restrain his curiosity and raised his head.

　　He saw that in the factory.

　　The dog-shaped and treacherous canine that was just invincible just now seemed to be beaten by some invisible giant.

　　Parts and oil are flying around.

　　The dents and screams kept coming.

　　It's just such a short time.

　　It was beaten out of the shape of a dog.

　　At last.

　　It was pulled into the air like a towel was twisted, and twisted into a metal twist.

　　An invisible big hand grabbed the treacherous dog that had turned into a twist and hadn't died yet.

　　He pulled its head off.

　　With the head falling off, this creepy canine finally stopped wriggling as if it had lost power.

　　"........."

　　He opened his mouth wide and stared dully at the dog's head that was pulled down, which was dismantled into parts by an invisible big hand, and finally there was a picture of a gear made of flesh, bone and metal.

　　Deng Xinlei is stupid.

　　Until the roar of an engine came.

　　Only then did he vaguely see a figure riding an old motorcycle leaving quickly.

　　at this moment.

　　He finally realized that he had been saved.

　　And the one who saved him was the first person he thought was impossible—Lin Hun!Big.

Chapter 167

　　【Flesh Gear】

　　【Star Rating: ★☆】

　　[Attribute: Mechanization III, Stiffness III]

　　[Explanation: A flesh-and-blood gear that has been abandoned by the mechanic has the ability to transform living organisms into machinery, and can also transform machinery into semi-active creatures. 】

　　"This thing looks familiar."

　　Holding this bloody gear with his soul hand, Lin Hun remembered the ghost fire boy he once killed.

　　It was burnt out by such gears at the time.

　　He hung up without even exerting his own strength.

　　However, this gear is compared to the gear of the time.

　　Activation is much worse.

　　Being tossed and fiddled with by the soul hand, it didn't even tremble, and it was not spiritual at all.

　　"Is it because it was abandoned by the mechanic Erqiqi?"

　　After such a long time of Raiders.

　　Lin Hun already had a certain understanding of the treacherous class.

　　White resentment is the kind of swipe that can wipe out a large piece of garbage, and even the names are messy.

　　The blood level is stronger, and the strength is basically an irresistible type for the average player.

　　Killing people with all their might, killing people in a small town in one night is as easy as playing, and they all have their own names.

　　And to the black disaster.

　　These guys and the treacherous two levels above are completely two-dimensional existences.

　　Not only like to stay behind everywhere.

　　The means can break through the limitations of space and carry out super-dimensional strikes.

　　It is also the embodiment of a certain rule, and its strength is terrifying.

　　Just like the gear in his hand now, it is the product of a black disaster-level mechanic.

　　Although it was abandoned, it still has the height of a black and a white double star.

　　As for the nightmare.

　　Lin Hun didn't know how strong the opponent was.

　　He suspected that the existence named Dragon King he had seen might be a nightmare.

　　There may also be a higher existence.

　　That kind of thing will be distorted and polluted even at a glance.

　　With his current strength, it is impossible to judge what kind of existence that level is.

　　"I'm still too weak."

　　Shaking his head sighingly, Lin Hun put the flesh-and-blood gear on the blood-hate fuel tank.

　　"Since the machine can be strengthened, let's see if this can be strengthened."

　　hiss!

　　The moment the flesh and blood gear touched the blood hate.

　　As if activated, a tentacle fused with flesh and metal suddenly stretched out and pierced into the fuel tank.

　　Zizi!

　　Small gears multiply and change rapidly.

　　Quickly fit into the blood-hate motorcycle.

　　hum!

　　At this time, the blood-hate motorcycle also made a high-pitched roar.