130 This is my booty!(1/2)
This time the birdman is different!
His body was covered with purple skin, spreading his purple bat wings and rushing towards the white latte!
His wings spread out at a very fast speed!
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The chameleon was carrying a time cage and was also touching the white latte!
His hands and feet all have thick cushions, which are fast, but there is no sound!
Under the cover of the night, approaching quietly!
After thinking about the human face pocket watch, the bodies of more than a dozen generals are of course valuable. However, it would be great if the white latte can be taken away!
It is known to be the shelter of the white latte.
That night, it saw it!
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The guards in the field looked at each other.
"this……"
"Why did the birdman go for the white latte?"
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General Xiao Ai looked strange.
The words are chanting in spirit.
"God said, the general's tomb attracts strange people!"
She wants to save Bai Latte!
If the birdman rushed up, what should the white latte block it?
General Nanshu and the Musket Battalion Commander took the opportunity to rest.
They don't care much about the life or death of the white latte.
"White Latte will probably die, right?
“It doesn’t matter anymore.
"He should have shared some firepower long ago."
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No one thinks a white latte can win.
After all, it was the Birdman who was struggling with three teams of Nanshu.
After all, there is also a sinister chameleon man sneaking up!
Even the birdman flew in mid-air, and suddenly, his figure disappeared!
Then, it flashed in front of the white latte!
A pair of huge bat wings, fold forward and slapped at the white latte!
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In the night wind, the bat wings brought a huge sound of wind.
The white latte moved.
To be precise, it was the social terror boots, it moved!
It refuses any living creature to enter within twenty meters.
But if there are already living creatures coming in, then expel them at the fastest speed.
The boss said that the fastest way is to kick the person who comes in!
Social terror boots have regular physical skills!
But I saw Bai Latte standing up under the control of his boots, lifting his legs and kicking it out!
This kick was so fast!
Even faster than the sound, kicking out the sound barrier!
Movements, strength, details, and skills are all impeccable!
This is the fastest kick within the White Latte's body!
Go past the bat's wings and kick the birdman in the chest first!
Bang!
Amid the muffled sound, the birdman was kicked backwards like a cannonball!
The muscles were rotten, the sternum was broken, and the body was like a broken sack. It was completely out of control. It was thrown into the night sky and kicked twenty meters away.
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The onlookers could not react.
What's going on?
Why did the birdman fly back?
What is this track?
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Leader Nan Tree, his eyes are about to pop out!
What's going on?
What kind of kick was that?
Speed, strength, details, skills...all full!
It’s so wonderful that it’s so wonderful!
White Latte, why do you still understand martial arts?
Moreover, the absolute power of this kick is not too strong.
Could it be that the white latte is a [resonance expert]?
This is impossible!
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The chameleon man who was approaching had a beat of his heart.
The pocket watch near the face was jumping, and the second hand jumped one square.
What's going on?
What the hell?
Bai Latte's martial arts attainments are so profound?
How is this possible!
How old is he?
Start practicing martial arts from the womb?
What's going on with the shooting technique?
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At this time, the chameleon man was discovered in the social terror boots.
Bai Latte took a few steps back and his eyes noticed that twenty meters away, something strange seemed to be approaching!
The shape is not visible, but the color is slightly strange.
Without social fear boots, he would definitely not be able to find out.
However, with the reaction of social fear boots, his sharpshooter's eyes could find the other party.
“Damn it?
"chameleon?"
White latte took out his gun.
Bang!
A shot was shot out, and blood splashed!
The chameleon was directly blown away by a shot, and the flying blood flowers revealed its figure.
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The onlookers and soldiers had not yet realized what this meant.
To be continued...