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129 The decisive battle is coming!(1/2)

A small courtyard has been cleaned up.

Chen Fang and Chen Yuan arranged a few people to guard the side, ensuring that no one was disturbing.

White latte stands inside and carves lettering on the stone.

Dip the pen in potion and engrave the letters on the stone.

Try to carve some things that can cause social terror.

For example, "This pair of shoes is really handsome!" "Can I be friends with these shoes?" "My shoes are not worth comparing with these shoes"...

After some operation, the stone was engraved with dense words.

White latte frowned.

For a long time, social fear boots have never been close to each other and have always kept others within a range of twenty meters.

But, if it opens its eyes and immediately finds that something that embarrasses itself is already around and in front of it? What will it do?

White latte toes, pick the soles of the shoe.

Suddenly, the social fear boots woke up.

It did not notice anyone nearby.

However, it heard the boss start talking.

"Look, there are some words engraved on this stone.

"Someone is blowing you."

The eyes of the social fear boots immediately raised up and saw the words carved on the stone.

moment!

The boots are tightly tied to the white latte legs!

Bang!

Amid the explosion, dust was flying.

Bai Latte only felt a powerful explosion under his feet, and his whole body was thrown twenty meters away and staggered to the ground.

His physical strength was instantly exhausted and he was hungry.

The legs and feet are already on the edge of overload, with muscle aches and numbness in the muscles.

"My God..."

This is really troublesome.

"The speed is already very fast."

But... it's not fast enough.

Judging from the white latte, if it is just such a speed of escape, it is not enough.

After the birdman flashed and suddenly appeared on his face, if he jumped like this, he would still be beaten if he didn't get fast enough.

The white latte was very depressed.

"Close your eyes and rest, it's all right."

...

White latte finds a stone to sit down.

There was light snow falling in the sky.

"Actually... what is the ability of social fear boots?"

The white latte frowned.

"First of all, it is the observation ability at the rule level.

"If it is another living person who wants to get close to it, it will definitely be able to observe it.

“Then, there is the rule-level physical technique.

"That kind of footwork, including turning and climbing walls, is a physical technique that has absolutely no problem, and a physical technique that reaches the pinnacle. It can only be described as a rule level.

"What can it do when facing a flash?"

The white latte pondered for a moment.

Suddenly I thought of a possibility.

Wake up the club to fear boots.

"You said, if someone really flashed and approached us, it would be a terrible thing.

“We can run away quickly, but that’s not fast enough.

"I thought of a better way, but I just don't know if you can do it."

The eyes of the social fear boots are wandering around.

White latte looks at the stones in the distance.

"Let's try first..."

...

Night comes again.

White Latte came to his spectator table again.

Today’s snacks to watch are hot pot.

Cook in a small pot on the bonfire until it bubbling and steaming.

Various vegetables, meatballs, meats in the pot float up and down.

The white latte was holding a plate of garlic paste and sesame oil, sitting cross-legged next to it, eating happily.

In front of the general's grave, the war began again.

I saw that this time the birdman was still waving his bat wings and fighting with the Nanshu Captain!

Its purple bat wings sometimes protect the body, sometimes slapped hard, and sometimes glided to increase its own movement speed. The offensive was extremely fierce, and it suppressed the Nanshu Captain.

There were still constant sounds of the words in the field and the gunshots of the musket battalion commander.

There was a loud bang, and it rang one after another.

...

The guards and soldiers next to them were looking for the pocket watch as usual.

Look at your feet, look at your body, look at your companions, search each other, and be sure to find your pocket watch.

While searching, some soldiers began to complain.

"What a grass, that white latte, do nothing every day, just eat and watch the show in the safest place!"

"We are all cold and haha, risking our lives to protect the battlefield. Why should he watch the show?"

"Hmph, if the birdman rushed up and fucked him, I see if he could last a round?"

These people have been tortured for too long for many days, and their resentment is already very strong!

...

On the roof, I ate a piece of radish with a white latte.

I don't care about what happened below.

The social fear boots can already handle flashes!

If anyone dares to show his face, he will definitely make him look good!

...

In this way, the general fought in front of the grave, and the onlookers searched for pocket watches and ate hot pot with white lattes.

Everyone thought that this was just an ordinary war of attrition.

However, for [Cage of Time], this is indeed a decisive battle!

At this moment, it is near the battlefield!

A dragon man with a pocket watch hanging around his neck was climbing up from a small building step by step, and was about to climb to the top of the building and sneak attacked the white latte.

No one can see this dragon man.

Because his color blends with the night color.

Yes, he is, the Chameleon!

The so-called [Birdman] does not only transplant wings.

In fact, any organ can be transplanted.

For example, the second birdman controlled by [Cage of Time] actually won't fly, but instead transplanted the skin of the chameleon.
To be continued...
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