Chapter 1083: ?Reinforcement

How to find a group of vampires in a dark place with a large area and obstructed vision?

The answer is-just challenge their bottom line.

Strangling can't find the blood, and the sense of smell is not a big deal. Su Ming has a way, but the simplest method does not require a little trouble.

What the kinship likes, just ruin it on purpose.

Being a nobleman, coupled with a long life span, makes most of the blood races feel proud and complacent. Their most proud specialty is not immortality or self-healing ability, but their taste in art.

Oil paintings, poetry, operas, these things are basically all the daily lives of the vampire nobles.

In this environment, Su Ming couldn't find a painting to tear them to show them, and they couldn't see it either; if you read poems aloud and lack emotions, then just sing.

In fact, if he doesn't wear a mask or a voice changer, he can sing well.

But after the voice changer and the loudspeaker are processed layer by layer, and after the refraction of the abyssal terrain, the singing can only be described by ghost calls, and he also chose to imitate the werewolf to sing mountain songs, mixing with a few wolf howls from time to time , This is even sharper for vampires.

Now that the plan was successful, I deliberately sang badly, and the other party couldn't bear it, and immediately responded with classic opera excerpts, as if to teach myself what singing is.

But is it useful? Your position is exposed...

Su Ming put away the big horn and turned it back into a scimitar state. He planned to talk to the vampires about the conditions. If he really wants to deal with Domam, it would be good to fudge a bit of durable cannon fodder.

These kinsmen are here to fight against the underground races. Su Ming was too lazy to be nostalgic, but now the situation is different. If you can talk, just kill.

However, just as he was about to fly towards the blood clan, a song suddenly sounded in the darkness not far behind him. The voice was generous and heroic, with a very high tune, and he sang the folk song "Thirty Lipu Village" in northern Shaanxi.

Familiar tones, unfamiliar accents, accompanied by the sound of the electric horn, roared: "Mike a family! Family is famous! Family lives in Suide! Sanlipu Village..."

Su Ming, who was about to take off, fell back again. The one-eyed eyes under the mask had narrowed into a slit. Don't think about it. Hearing Chinese here meant that the magic spear was coming.

Although Siberia is the territory of Teddy Bear, it is sparsely populated here, and even if the Sky Ring base comes directly, Leviathan may not be able to immediately notice it.

Just go over and see who is here, you can't just let it go and make trouble at the critical moment.

The newcomer was still singing happily, as if he was more angry with the vampires, Su Ming followed the singing.

Before getting too close, he saw a golden light in the dark cloud ten meters away, and the familiar shape relieved him a lot.

He flew over and landed next to the person who came, holding the other side's electric horn helplessly: "Old Zheng, you are not interesting enough, why are you still following me?"

The person who came was Zheng Xian, Director of the Spear Bureau. He was holding a sharp spear in one hand and an electric horn in the other, and he was very happy singing.

It is the kind that Su Ming often saw in the vegetable market in his previous life and kept telling people the good news that the Jiangnan leather factory had closed down.

I shook my head quickly. I couldn't think about it. When I thought about it, I felt that magical words appeared in my mind. This is the pain of having a good memory.

Zheng Xian put down the speaker with a smile, turned off the power, and said, "What's wrong, brother, don't get me wrong. I'm just here to investigate the news of element zero. Who knows that you have thrown a county the size of a land out of the earth. I'm just here to join in the fun, it's all a coincidence."

Su Ming clasped his arms and tapped his fingers rhythmically: "Hundreds of thousands of agents are not needed. The director personally goes out on the field. Why don't you say I don't believe it?"

The director thrust the spear into the ground and leaned up on him: "Even if you don't believe me, you still have some confidence in yourself. Do you feel that you are not erratic enough? Or do you feel that you are inaccurate in seeing people?"

"Well, since you appeared in front of me without covering up, I still have confidence in my fists." Su Ming took off the mask, took out two cigarettes from his pockets, and the two started to swallow them when they lit the fire. Talk about things in a hazy way.

Zheng Xian’s expression is a bit bitter and bitter, and the person looks a bit bitter. At this time, he smokes very hard: "I said, brother, it’s okay for you to breathe the black things around you? I have a sharp gun for protection. It's okay to add some qi training methods, but you don't wear a mask..."

"It's okay, don't you just want to see the effect of element zero, you will know when I become a monster and want to destroy the world." Su Ming smiled and spit out a smoke ring.

In fact, it seems that the helmet has been removed, but strangling under the skin has formed a new defense. The surface of the respiratory and digestive tracts has also been changed into demon flesh and blood to increase resistance.

The underground races had eaten a lot before, so naturally they weren't eaten for nothing. Facts have proved that those monsters have not been assimilated after living here for so many years.

Zheng Xian shook his head and sighed, spitting a little smoke to the side, with a sad expression on his face: "Oh, I told you the news about element zero before, I heard that this kind of thing is dangerous, I want you to take a look. Let’s add two responsibilities to five. After all, Siberia is quite close to the Northeast. I have to take precautions. It is Kama Taj’s responsibility to protect the earth, and you are also part of the crisis of extinction."

Su Ming recalled that before he went to Sochi for a vacation, Zheng Xian seemed to really say that, but the words "two one add five" were too vague, and he thought he was going to take him out to rob .

"But what did you mean by "fuck him a vote" back then?"

Su Ming touched his beard. He always felt that Zheng Xian didn't mean that at the beginning. It was only when he got here to see Ling Su's true face and death knell, that he temporarily changed his mind.

"Is there? Brother, you must have remembered it incorrectly. Let's study and study what to do next." Zheng Xian showed a surprised expression, as if he had never said those things.

The abyss is not a good place, and Su Ming doesn't want to fight with Zheng Xian here, since he recognizes the mistake.

After squeezing out the cigarette, the black and yellow mask rose again: "The vampires who sang with us just now ~www.NovelMTL.com~ and they sang an excerpt from "Queen of Spades". They should have been native bears when I was alive. Ready to negotiate a condition with them."

"Well...Vampires are easy to handle. This kind of thing is extinct on our side, far worse than zombies. Let’s say something critical, I just feel dangerous for Substance Zero, but it looks like you treat them. More familiar, can you tell me what it represents?"

Zheng Xian took the last puff of cigarette fiercely, threw the cigarette **** on the ground, and stamped it out.

"Substance Zero is a energized body of a dimensional demon god, which is corrosive and devouring. If it expands indefinitely, it will be easy to swallow the earth." Su Ming hugged Zheng Xian, and the two walked towards the blood clan together: " By the way, there are zombies on your side? Blood-sucking ones?"

"If it is an official answer, it must be no. Some monsters, ghosts, monsters, and monsters do not exist on our side. They are all feudal superstitions." The cigarette **** that Zheng Xian has stepped on has turned into scraps, and he used unique hair The force technique destroyed the traces. At this time, he also hooked Su Ming's neck with his backhand. The two looked like two brothers: "But if we have to speak privately...If there are no such things to mess up, brother What do you think I, Director of the Spear, are usually doing?"