StarCraft In the Palm of Your Hand

Yang Ying remembered that he had a magnetic car that happened to be parked on the side of the street. Since the distance to the city hall was not far or near, it would take several hours to walk, and the degree of danger was extremely high, so he decided to try that magnetic car. No start.

After making up his mind, he opened the window and jumped onto the street, and quickly found his car among a large pile of scrap iron. The magnetic car of the 26th century has a silver-gray streamlined shell. When driving, it will be about half a meter to one meter above the ground, and its maximum speed exceeds 200 kilometers.

Yang Ying tiptoed to the side of the car, and found that although the hood had been smashed hard, the center sank, and the edges were raised, it was still much better than the surrounding scrap iron, probably because the car was damaged when the accident happened. No one's sake.

He took out the key to open the door, and at the same time, he was observing the surroundings, always paying attention to the dangers around him.

Soon, he successfully opened the car door, got in the car and tried to start the magnetic car, but the light representing the engine came on and went off again.

"Dead car! Drop the chain at the critical moment! Start it for me quickly!" Yang Ying squirmed with his mouth and made a soft sound. His feeling reminded him that the danger was approaching.

But the car ignored Yang Ying's haste and refused to cooperate.

Yang Ying quickly got out of the car, opened the hood, and found a hole in the central engine.

While touching the position of the concave hole with his hand, he used the remaining knowledge in his memory to analyze that the wounded place was the center where multiple systems converged. There were a large number of lines under the concave hole, which were obviously damaged by this blow. At least, it is not a simple matter to repair it. Not to mention the lack of tools, the time alone is enough for him to walk to the city hall.

In an instant, Yang Ying's whole body trembled, as if a terrifying existence was staring at him. The location is about fifty meters behind the hood!

Yang Ying turned around and ran away, ignoring his curiosity to observe the enemy. Under such circumstances, sticking his head out was simply courting death.

His goal was a restaurant twenty meters ahead. There are many obstacles in the restaurant, and there are many exits. It is a good place to get rid of the enemy. Of course, the most important thing is that this body has a clear impression of that restaurant in its memory. He used to eat there often, and he is a poker friend with the boss, so he has a better understanding of the restaurant's internal environment.

Rushing into the gate of the restaurant, Yang Ying saw at a glance that his old friends and several guests were lying on the ground, their exteriors were covered with frost marks, apparently they had been frozen to death for a long time.

Before he had time to mourn, Yang Ying couldn't help feeling horrified when he heard the rumbling wind coming from behind, and rushed in hastily.

There was a loud bang, and the magnetic energy car crashed straight into the restaurant just now, the doors, windows and walls shattered together, and the splashed glass flew in all directions.

In order to escape, Yang Ying rolled around like a lazy donkey and hid under a table. He was horrified to find that the car had obviously not been driven, it had been thrown over!

Although in order to reduce the magnetic load, the magnetic energy vehicles are made of light alloys, which are generally relatively light, but they also weigh nearly two tons.

Yang Ying lay on the ground, waited for the glass rain to pass, got up again, and rushed to the kitchen further inside, where there was the back door of the restaurant. During the sprint, he passed by three tables, took the glass bottle of pepper powder on the table, and put it in his clothes bag.

At the last moment of entering the kitchen, he glanced back quickly. I saw a gray and white furry arm appearing in the big hole hit by the car, which obviously belonged to non-human beings. The blood vessels under the skin of that hand where there is less hair on the wrist are dilated and protruding, like earthworms, ferocious and full of wild power.

Yang Ying rushed into the kitchen, took out a long and narrow kitchen knife from the stove, and used it as a dagger in his hand. After all, he couldn't deal with this overly strong guy with his bare hands, and what effect could a kitchen knife have? It can only be better than nothing.

At this moment, he remembered that he still had an interstellar world in his hands, and he couldn't help calling Baal's name in his heart.

"What do you want to tell the humble servant, the great and almighty master?" Baal's voice sounded in his heart.

Yang Ying just wanted to vomit blood after hearing this. This sentence originally sounded like flattery, but when he was running for his life, it was so ironic.

"Forget it, it's okay." Yang Ying replied angrily.

"Oh?" Barr seemed to have sensed something, and suggested: "Your humble servant Barr feels that you are in a crisis. Of course, this must not be difficult for the invincible master, but there are some small things that we can solve for you. , although there are no troops in the base yet, but the master can summon the peasants of the three races to help you clean up the troubles in front of you."

"No need!" Yang Ying's natural arrogance was awakened, and he replied calmly, "Just do your own thing!"

"Obey, my master!" Barr's voice faded away.

The attacking power of the peasants is really not flattering. If a formation of peasants goes up together, no matter how likely it is to kill the pursuers behind them, the casualties will inevitably be heavy. The magnetic energy car that flew over had clearly demonstrated the strength of the tracker, and the farmer probably wasn't enough to hit it with a single punch.

In Yang Ying's eyes, casualties or non-casualties are not important, how can there be no deaths in a war?

The important thing is that today is only the first day of time travel, and everything has just begun. In the future, opponents who are ten times and a hundred times stronger than this tracker will appear in front of him one by one.

And he is a person who wants to rule the world and make great achievements. His short life experience made him deeply realize that the higher he climbs, the harder he falls. While possessing strength, if one does not have the courage and ability to match it, one day one day one day one will be like a baby dancing with a sledgehammer, bringing about its own destruction.

If you can't even deal with a mere tracker today, then it can only mean that you are nothing more than yourself as the master of the star in the palm, so how can you talk about ruling the world?

Therefore, Yang Ying swore in his heart: "Before the appearance of the first machine gunner, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com I will survive on my own. This is not only a test of ability, but also a test of will and wisdom. If the trial fails, then I would rather die than be incompetent!"

Although I thought so much, time didn't pass much.

When he walked through the kitchen and was only three steps away from the back door of the restaurant, he heard a bang from behind, and a huge figure entered through the wall!

At the same time, Yang Ying turned around and shot quickly, took out a pepper bottle from his pocket and threw it above the hole in the wall.

The bottle hit the wall and shattered, scattering glass shards and pepper, right in the faces of the pursuers.

The tracker roared like a beast, covered his face and screamed.

Yang Ying took the opportunity to observe that the tracker was more than two meters tall, with knotted muscles and long fluff.

From its fingers, it can be seen that its face has a protruding mouth and a huge chin. It has an ancient feeling. It doesn't look like a human face at all, but an ape-man!

Even in such a cold outside air, this ape-man only wore a black vest on his upper body, a communication earphone on his head, and his hands and shoulders were completely exposed to the biting air, but he moved like the wind, completely unsteady. Affected by the cold, it wears a laser gun on its belt and a short metal club of unknown purpose.

When the ape man couldn't open his eyes, Yang Ying rushed out from the back door of the restaurant. He saw a fairly intact magnetic motorcycle tilted across the street, and a person was crushed under the motorcycle, covered in blood. He died for a long time, but his hand was still on the handlebar.

good chance!

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