Stupid, you can draw!

Chapter 209

Because there were too many enemies, it was not suitable to fight alone. After seeing such a scene, Ma Liao and the others made a judgment and turned around and ran away.

Fortunately, this is a small town with various houses and streets. It is not an open space where you can see the end at a glance. There are many blind spots to avoid.

After Ma Liao shouted for guerrilla warfare, the thirteen brave men or groups of two or three quickly headed in different directions, preparing to escape the attack of this wave of white cell men.

Ma Liao was naturally with Long Yuan and the others, but at this time the three of them turned into pendants again and hung on Ma Liao's body.

When there is a live broadcast that can clearly capture the pictures where they are, it is best for them not to make behaviors that will make others question.

Although they appear to be Sanxiao drawn by Ma Liao on the surface, all the high-level people in the universe with a little brain and those who are familiar with them should know that the current Sanxiao is not Sanxiao, what is contained in Sanxiao's body is their spirit.

Therefore, the road to customs clearance still needs Ma Liao to walk by himself.And they fully believed that Ma Liao could go to the end.

So there is nothing wrong with being a pendant with peace of mind.

Ma Liao directly chose the path on the right hand side closest to him. Without Sanxiao's figure following him, he is now alone, with high mobility and concealment.

Therefore, Brother Xiaoma didn't feel any urgency at first, until he took the time to turn his head and look behind him, and was almost covered in white sweat from fright——

The nearly a hundred white cell people who were chasing behind the four or five cell people before were diverted to a dozen or so chasing after him? !

Aren't these guys chasing those cell people?How did you follow him in the blink of an eye?

"...Is it really an indiscriminate attack?" Ma Liao twitched the corner of his mouth and sighed.

It seems that this kind of situation of being chased by people only happened in the city of zombies before, right?

But thinking about it this way, it seems that these infected cell people are no different from infected zombies?It's just that the infected cells are more powerful.

Thinking of this, Ma Liao suddenly patted his head.

"Hey, don't I still have my high-tech scooter, a chasing artifact?"

The scooter was drawn by him and used once, but he never used it again.

So 3 minutes later, the pony who was being chased crazily got on his beloved scooter again, and he was free and easy all the way.

When the scooter appeared, not only the expressions of the audience watching the live broadcast became subtle again, but even the running movements of the dozen or so white cell people chasing behind Ma Liao paused for a moment——

After all, even if you are infected, there is no normal thought in your mind and only killing is left, but when others drive them around, this feeling of gap and depression is still obvious.

Sitting on his beloved scooter, Ma has more opportunities to look back and observe these white cell people.Then Ma Liao found out that Ah Hong was right, each of them had a rather strong physique, and the speed of chasing and running was not much worse than his driving.

Moreover, the eyes of these white cell people have the same lack of self-awareness as the cell people in the tube building before, but compared to the hollow indifference of the cell people in the tube building, most of the eyes of these white cell people are The color of madness and killing.

Ma Liao sighed, these white blood cells probably couldn't get rid of the infection by feeding them to gain sanity, after all, they didn't seem to like eating very much.

But how to get them to recover from the infection is a big problem.

Not to mention letting them recover from the infection, how to escape the pursuit of these white blood cells is a bit troublesome.

"...Sure enough, we still need to defeat them one by one for a quick decision."

Saying this, Ma Liao doubled the speed of his scooter again, and in an instant he rushed forward a lot and separated a considerable distance from the dozen or so white cell people chasing behind him.

Even the same white cell people have different strengths between them, and soon a few white cell people fell down, and the other three cell people stood out, which also nearly doubled the speed .

Ma Liao turned his head and saw the three white cell people, then nodded and put down the foldable seat of the scooter, turned the scooter into a skateboard again, shuttled around the town like a flexible cat, and then slammed Then he turned into another alley with many forked roads, and disappeared without a trace.

The three white cell men chasing at the front paused for a few seconds facing the empty alley in front of them, and soon the three of them went to different forks. They only knew about killing and they couldn't and didn't bother to think about it. Anyway, as long as you run in one direction, you can always meet people who can be infected and killed. Now this area is almost completely occupied by them. No matter who is hiding in any place, it is impossible to escape their final killing or infection. .

At this time, Ma Liao was wearing his invisibility cloak and stood against the wall. When the white-cell people with less physical strength chased after him, he began to hang behind the last white-cell person, one after another. One counter-killed.

Each of these separate white cell people is about the strength of a sixth-level fighter, and they are no longer strong opponents compared to the current Ma Liao.Moreover, Ma Liao's spiritual power at this time has broken through the eighth-level limit, as long as a wave of mental attacks passes over, these white-celled people will lie down directly.

Every time a white cell person fainted to death, Xiao Ma would sneakily drag him aside and collect the "corpse".

These guys didn't die, and Ma Liao couldn't burn them with a torch, so he could only draw space balls to fill these white cell people.Then he used the beggar gang elder bag he drew at the beginning to put these space balls filled with white cell people into the collective, and carried them on his back.

In that way, he has the demeanor of the elders of the beggar gang again.

In fact, Ma Liao didn't want to be so troublesome, but he was afraid that after throwing these white-celled people in the same place, they would automatically fuse into a more powerful white-celled person, so he had no choice but to draw space balls .This inspiration still comes from a classic animation.Not to mention, the sound of so many balls dangling behind his back sounds strangely rich.

However, Brother Ma will still put the bag in an inconspicuous corner when he is in action, so as not to arouse the vigilance of the white cell people.

So after being chased crazily by the white cells for an hour, there were at least twenty balls filled with white cells in Ma Liao's rag sack, and there were no white cells chasing behind him. It is he who is chasing the white cell people that can be seen in this small town.

"...Well, is it my illusion? Why do I think these white blood cells are not very powerful?"

Ma Liao shook the sack he was carrying behind him, wanting to touch his tail casually.

【laugh!Are you cocking your tail after a little achievement?It's not that you are good, it's that these white blood cells are too weak! 】

Xuan Xiao groaned twice.

[The idea of ​​attacking these white cell people separately is correct. I think they are probably also beings that can fuse with each other to expand, so be careful of their fusion. 】

Langdon followed suit.

[Pay attention to the front, there are already fused white cells there. 】

When Ma Liao heard Long Yuan's reminder, his heart shivered slightly, and he turned the corner ahead without concentrating while wearing the invisibility cloak.

Then he really saw the white cell people who had been fused together, as well as Matsu Maosheng and Onmyoji who were forced to fight with them.

Although Ma Liao was already prepared in his heart, the corners of his mouth twitched when he saw the fused white cells, and at the same time, he sighed deeply in his heart for his wit——

Sure enough, he should have used the elf ball to put these guys separately. If he tried to save trouble and put those guys together, he might have created a strange cell monster for himself! !

In front of Matsushige and Onmyouji was a huge, weird white-celled person that was two stories high and as wide as five or six people.

Or this guy can't be called a "human" anymore, no one has six heads, six spider-like arms and eight legs.

To be honest, some of the aliens in Alien Fortress are better looking than this guy.

But the strength of those aliens is far worse than this tall white cell human hybrid-

When Ma Liao just turned the corner to look over, this big white cell man with multiple heads, multiple hands and multiple heads flashed behind Onmyoji in an instant. Before he could react at all, the six arms moved from top, middle, down to three directions. Cover the body of the Onmyoji, and then slam it in the middle!

Just like slapping a watermelon, the Onmyoji's head and body were slapped to pieces by the big white cell man.

The fast Ma Liao didn't even have time to save people.

The power is as strong as if the onmyoji does not have the spiritual power to protect the body.

And Ma Liao found that after this big white man who fused six white cells smashed the head and body of Onmyoji, his original six heads, six hands and eight legs seemed to be fused, It became five heads, four arms and six legs.

Ma Liao hissed lightly.

This guy is still merging and evolving!

And Song Maosheng, who was obviously still alive, also realized this immediately, turned around and ran away without any hesitation, and the expression on his face was full of anger and ferocity.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Ma Liao behind him.

Just looking at each other, a gleam of ecstasy flashed in Song Maosheng's eyes.

"Brother Ma! It's great that you're here! Call out your three helpers, let's deal with this fused monster together!"

Saying this, Song Maosheng ran a little faster towards Ma Liao.

Ma Liao looked at the deformed Dabai who had fused six white cells, thought for a while and pulled out his wishful knife.

If this guy's strength and speed have only been improved because of the fusion, at his current speed, he is not incapable of fighting.

At this time, Dabai, who was fused, obviously also discovered him.

This guy's five heads turned all at once, and the next moment he appeared behind Ma Liao, wanting to repeat his old trick.

But his six hands were directly pierced by Ma Liao!

At this moment, Ma Liao wanted to ask Song Maosheng to backstab the fused Dabai, but when he took time to look, that guy disappeared again.

Ma Liao: "..."

So, what about fighting monsters together?

Ma Li was proud and yelled at the cub:

"Pick him!!"

Three seconds later—

Dabai was kicked back on the ground, his body was covered with deep scratch marks, and there were also sharp small leaves.

Although you can't help in major areas, you can still use the power that belongs to the "three small ability limits".

When Ma Liao put the fallen Fusion Dabai into the space ball, he sighed in a fatherly tone: "It's really a brother who fights a tiger, a father and son soldier in battle."

"At critical times, only my own son can be relied upon!"

Long Yuan, Xuan Xiao, Landon Dahl: "..."

Take it easy you!

At this time, Song Maosheng, who had already run far away, just turned a corner and was relieved to see the empty street, but he felt a creepy feeling in an instant.

He covered the vines all over his body and pierced them out like barbs, only to narrowly escape the attack of the two white cell men.

Song Maosheng saw that there were only two opponents who just wanted to relax, but saw the other seven white cell people surrounded by distorted faces.

Song Maosheng: "..."

All right, keep running.

After 5 minutes, Matsushige Katsushi, who was running forward almost to the limit, suddenly felt the sound of wind behind him?

When he realized it, Brother Xiaoma had already run away on a scooter with a broken sack on his back.

Song Maosheng: "!!!"

The author has something to say: Song Maosheng: Please call me Shengpaopao.

Ma Liao: ... If you are really like this, then don't blame me for running inhumanely!