"Mr. Zhang Lan’s reaction is slow." Nightmare is playing more and more, retracting the knife, and Zhang Lan’s face pulls out a mouth.
"I got you!" Zhang Lan waved his hand fist against the nightmare waist, and the fist strength was enough to bomb the strongest armored car armor, but the nightmare was beaten and flew out, and it could also slide backwards to disperse the strength department.
That hexagonal honeycomb nano-metal skin is simply a perfect melee machine.
Chapter five hundred and thirteen Race against time first aid
Breathing becomes so fast that every time the lungs swell, it seems to burst, and then oxygen is compressed into the blood through the heart, mixed with various body hormones and transported to every cell.
Of course, there is the purest fear of death. Zhang Lan’s mortal posture and the nightmare fight for just 15 minutes did not mean that Zhang Lan was hanging upside down and fighting the nightmare.
With indestructible bones and elastic absorption power, the nano-skin armored nightmare is almost a melee undead Uber.
95% of Zhang Lan’s fist was waved, but it was just a scratch on his epidermis.
On the other hand, Zhang Lan was the one who was covered with scars, and his skirt was stained with blood. The excessive blood loss actually made him pale, and the feeling of tachycardia made his mind swell, and his most proud computing ability was also affected, which made him dull and wrong.
Zhang Lan Bai Shi’s numerous celestial semi-protoss are equally powerful, not because of their strength, but because this mortal body supports God’s general strength, just like a string pulling a train. If the string breaks, it will immediately destroy the car.
Zhang Lan adapted his body to this feeling of fear and let neurons repair that tiny error, but Nightmare and himself knew that there was not much time left for Zhang Lan.
"How much do you think your head is worth?" Nightmare asked while walking in optical camouflage.
"My head is valuable to Gu Xuan. He will give you anything except his position, right?" Zhang Lan sighed.
"It’s really good. I’ve always wanted a place in the Emperor’s Ring Zone that belongs to me completely and enjoys watching the sunrise every day." Nightmare seems to have seen his apprentice.
"It’s a pity that 1 Guxuan is not a trustworthy person; he will never give you the equivalent remuneration for this head; You can’t take my head away. "Zhang Lan smiled with a pale face.
"It’s true that I’m very happy to kill you even if your head is worthless," Nightmare said excitedly. "Then let’s say you’ve lost too much blood and you won’t feel any pain when we drag you to kill you. Let’s chop your head off now."
Nightmare said that the whole person had a high-speed maneuver again, and he could speed up to kilometers per hour in the curve attack, just like a one-man cheetah’s footsteps would become extremely noisy, so it was possible to accurately judge that many knives used to cut Zhang Lan like this.
But this time it seems different …
"Is it really that fast? Let me see. "Zhang Lan made a snap and saw that the fire prevention system on the ceiling of the armory started a large number of water pipes and sprayed artificial heavy rain.
Optical camouflage can quickly blend into the surrounding environment, but it is by no means a real disappearance. Even the nightmare hides in the rain and is outlined by the rain in an instant.
Just like a dead shot, Zhang Lan grabbed the nightmare neck and tried his best to bang his chest. Because his body was fixed, the nightmare root method effectively transferred power to directly bomb his heart through chest strength.
Maybe the nightmare can have powerful nano-skin and heavy metal bones, but in order to live like a human, it is necessary to make human organs.
This is also the most vulnerable part of the nightmare, and the heart is directly blown by Zhang Lan’s violence.
When Zhang Lan released the nightmare neck, the nightmare fell to his knees all night and died without leaving a last word.
"Thank you, I seem to be less afraid." Zhang Lan patted the nightmare’s shoulder and turned and walked back to the door to pick up all the weapons he lost, and of course, the antimatter knife with the reverse blade.
According to the request of the god of wealth, Zhang Lan cut down the devil of night, which was to be packaged as a gift for the god of wealth.
But now he has another important problem to solve, that is … to live.
"Zhang Lan, your vital signs are very poor. You lost a lot of blood and your organs failed. It was five minutes after you died." Jack was very accurate in seconds.
"I also feel white light in front of my eyes. Is this the way to heaven?" Zhang Lan stumbled to the door. "I don’t want to go to heaven yet. I want to go to the nearest doctor’s office. Jack helps me navigate."
"Your eyesight is also affected. The nearest way to the doctor’s office is 6 meters away from 13 floors. You can’t get there." Jack gave a professional analysis.
"Do you mean to let me lie down and die?" Zhang Lan tried to smile.
"No, my suggestion is that you may still live by jumping." Jack pointed out another way.
"You told me to do it." Zhang Lan took a deep breath and turned his eyes to see that everything had turned into a light spot, but he tried his best to rush out to hit the wall. The front door of Zhang Lan fell directly from the inside.
The feeling of weightlessness is like falling into hell, especially when passing through black clouds with impurities, which makes the lungs afraid to breathe, because even if you inhale, it can tear the lungs like a blade and make people die of bleeding.
Breathing through the thick black clouds, Zhang Lan has fallen into a coma. He has no way to modify his body or create an energy armor to resist the impact of falling 2 meters from the ground.
At this speed and height, his body will be completely torn apart, and the straight line distance between his head and his feet is likely to exceed 6 meters. The body will stick to the floor like chewing gum, and the body collector is the hardest to shovel him.
But when he actually jumped out of the mechanical garage, Zhang Lan was no longer afraid, because this was the way Jack pointed out, so it must be an open hand. He could jump boldly or fall into a coma boldly.
Jack quickly contacted Alice at the moment when he wore through the black clouds.
When Zhang Lan was 4 meters from the ground, Alice jumped up from the wall and caught Zhang Lan. Together, they passed through three alchemy mantras. Zhang Lan’s body was wrapped in several hemostatic bandages, and immediately after landing like a mummy, Alice shouted at the top of her lungs, "Medic! Get out of here! "
Scared to death, the medic came quickly …
"He has lost too much blood and needs first aid, but there is no equipment here." The medic is also quite difficult
"I’ll give you whatever you want. I want him alive!" As soon as Alice cut, a fast food restaurant next to it immediately turned into a clinic, and all the medical instruments were neatly arranged inside.
"quick! Move adult Zhang Lan in! " The medic shouted and quickly brought Zhang Lan to the emergency room. All the equipment was given various hormones and injected quickly, but the most important thing was …
"Lord Alice has everything here, but there is no plasma. We need plasma for emergency blood transfusion." The medic didn’t mean to make trouble, but Zhang Lan’s blood loss has reached 3%
"I! Hurry up! " Alice put her arms around her sleeves.
"It can’t be like this without blood testing." It is also difficult for medical soldiers.
"What do you know? He is Zhang Lan! His blood type is unique, but his blood has no rejection to all blood. If it is human blood, it can! " Alice said that she had already drawn her own blood.
Chapter five hundred and fourteen Find the God of Wealth to settle the bill
When Zhang Lan woke up again, she saw that the ceiling was painted with murals of Jesus dinner. It was unlucky to remember that Jesus suffered after that meal and hung up the decoration of the luxury ward.