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One of the three cursed scarecrows has been used, leaving two remaining.

Although she was safe and sound, Laika had no intention of going out to help.

His task has been completed, and there is no overtime pay for working overtime, so why work so hard?

What's more, according to the current situation, there is no need for help at all.

No matter how powerful he is, no matter how strong his recovery ability is, as long as his body cannot leave the ice, the tyrant is just a target that is difficult to kill.

Mr. and Mrs. Smith looked at each other and read the same message in each other's eyes.

Then, at the same time, he pulled out a terrifying flamethrower from the grass.

burn! ! !

Two blazing fires crossed on the tyrant, and the entire compound was immediately filled with the aroma of BBQ.

Crunchy, chicken flavored.

The two couples had no intention of stopping to see the effect. They tightened their fingers on the trigger of the flamethrower and would not stop until the fuel was used up.

In the firelight, the tyrant's body, which was about to recover, shrank little by little again, but the ice underneath it did not melt into water.

The condensation bomb at the bottom of the pool continues to release compressed liquid nitrogen, constantly absorbing the surrounding heat, keeping the pool water frozen.

That's it, no matter how many tyrants are left, as long as they get out of trouble, there will be a threat.

Unexpectedly, the dying tyrant also realized this!

A terrifying hand that was full of burnt smell suddenly stretched out from the flames, and broke off the other long sword of the stone statue next to it.

Without throwing it at anyone in the couple, the tyrant stabbed the sword into its own belly!

Another twist, and he cut off his upper body abruptly!

Separate your flesh and blood and regain your freedom!

This is completely unexpected!

"Shit!"

Realizing the danger, John immediately dropped the flamethrower and threw his wife down with all his strength. The two barely escaped the tyrant who rushed toward him in the face of the flames.

As soon as Pu hit the ground, the tyrant immediately supported the ground with both hands and ejected towards the two couples.

The speed is actually no less than when running with legs.

Even faster!

The two couples immediately took out their pistols and attacked. This was their only resort at the moment.

Fart is useless.

In one breath, the tyrant rushed in front of the two couples and opened his newly-grown bloody mouth on Jane's head.

At the critical moment, a figure suddenly stood in front of Jane.

Lycra!

If you don't do it, you can't do it.

The tyrant's body was bitten off at the waist, but Laika didn't have any trouble, and his movements didn't even lag at all.

Cursed Scarecrow, two used up.

Arriving behind the tyrant, Laika grabbed the tyrant's exposed spine and spun three times in a row, throwing the tyrant away like a hammer.

At the same time, he drew his shotgun from behind and fired wildly at the tyrant who hit the railing.

The tyrant struggled to remember several times, but was knocked back to the original position by shotgun bullets.

"Are there any more condensation bombs?"

John asked Jane.

Condensation bombs were originally only used to restrict the tyrant's movements.

But judging from the results, ultra-low temperature is actually the weapon that causes the most complete damage to the tyrant.

The tyrant's lower body in the pool, which turned into ice and had no growth at all, is the best proof.

"No more." Jane said harshly, looking at the empty equipment box.

"Who said that? There is one more."

Laika handed the shotgun to Jane and pulled out a silver can the size of a bat from behind.

It was one of the condensation bombs brought by the two couples.

After Jane confirmed that there were enough condensation bombs at the bottom of the pool, he put the extra one behind his back. He knew it would be used to deal with the sudden crisis at hand.

It’s definitely not meant to be sneaked along!

"There's only one, I'm afraid it's not enough?"

"That depends on how to use it."

John picked up another shotgun from the ground and continued to suppress the tyrant with his wife.

"If you were to destroy it from the inside, one should be enough."

Laika understands instantly.

"Let me go? This is too dangerous!"

"What, are you scared?" John spread his hands towards Laika, "If you are scared, take off your STARS uniform and give it to me, and I will be the bait."

Laika sneered.

"My lord, I misunderstood. What I meant was that we need to pay more~"

The price starts from the ground up, and we will wait for when.

"I'll double it for you."

Jane did not hesitate, "But I have to remind you that the current situation is really not about money. You have to be careful whether you make money or not..."

"Thank you, boss~" Laika interrupted Jane directly and placed the condensation bomb on John's open hand.

At this time, the tyrant had gradually adapted to the bombardment of the shotgun, and slowly crawled towards the three people while holding the bullet.

The lower body is almost growing out.

As soon as it saw Lycra, which had been thoroughly penetrated just now, it immediately started muttering again.

"STARS..STARS.."

'Crack! '

Jane looked down and saw that the shotgun was out of bullets.

"Shit."

"It's okay, just look at me next."

After speaking, Laika sprinted around the outer wall of the compound at full speed.

Without the shotgun bombardment, the Tyrant's speed increased sharply, even surpassing that before.

In just an instant, it bounced behind Laika and smashed the outer wall into pieces.

Without any hesitation, he continued to pounce on Laika.

Too fast!

Can't get rid of it at all.

Feeling that death had touched her back, Laika turned over, grabbed the tyrant's rolled-out flesh, and rolled to the ground with it.

Hold each other tightly.

Laika tried her best, but still couldn't stop the tyrant's bloody mouth from gradually approaching her.

The fangs were less than three inches from Laika's head, and the tyrant roared, wanting to tear his own neck out and bite Laika.

Damn, it stinks.

I just felt like I had my shit blown out of my face.

Before he could shout "It's now", John, who had caught up, was already lying on the tyrant's back and stuffing the condensation bomb into its mouth.

With perfect cooperation, before the tyrant could shut up, a shotgun was inserted again, pushing the condensation bomb into the deepest part.

Jane pulled the trigger hard!

'boom! '

The bullet directly exploded the condensation bomb's warhead, and the compressed liquid nitrogen was released inside the tyrant.

The monster that was roaring just now stopped moving immediately.

The ultra-low temperature spreads in all directions along every blood vessel and muscle of the tyrant, turning the tyrant into an ice sculpture once again.

This time, it's from the inside out.

But the effect of the condensation bomb did not end there. The ice crystals continued to crawl along the Tyrant's arm towards Laika's arm.

Laika wanted to break free, but her hands were tightly held by the frozen tyrant, unable to move.

The two couples tried their best to drag Laika, but they were still unable to save him from the tyrant's arms.

It wasn't until the ice crystal spread further towards the couple that they had to let go and move away, falling to the ground.

ended.

This time it is true.

The ice sculpture composed of Tyrant and Lycra was motionless, and it looked completely dead no matter how it looked.

The two couples looked at each other, unable to understand each other's complicated eyes.

This...should we celebrate having swallowed 1200 million, or should we mourn the loss of a friend who shared life and death...

Before I could think about it, suddenly, the thin half of the ice sculpture began to crack.

In just a split second, Laika emerged from the ice unscathed.

In New York, another drug dealer turned into a human popsicle in full view of the public.

"I said, why are you sitting on the ground? Are you not preparing to give the tyrant the final blow?"

Laika pulled out the baseball bat from behind, first made a home run gesture toward the Smiths, and then spun around.

Hit the tyrant hard!

'Bang~~~Caracara. '

The tyrant immediately turned into ice slag and scattered on the ground, melting into water.

dead.

Absolutely desperate.

After all, it is just a tyrant, not Buu.

Putting away the bat, Laika gave the Smiths a bright smile.

"What, are you planning to open the champagne to celebrate so that you can keep the bounty to yourself?"

The Smiths were not shocked, but felt weird.

The power of the character is based on the rules of physics, so although Laika is reborn from death, those who witness the process cannot feel that it is a miracle.

The subtlety of it cannot be described in words.

After a while, John came over, hugged Laika and ravaged his head.

"Boy, that's amazing."

Jane came over and kissed Laika hard on the face in front of her husband.

"Okay, okay, okay. I'm so embarrassed. Hey, hey, my tongue doesn't work..."