Cold and dead flat houses stood on both sides of the road, accompanied by the intermittent roar of zombies, a gust of wind howled by, and the newspaper rolled up from nowhere, fluttered in the wind, just caught by a big furry hand.

Richard the Tiger Man glanced at the newspaper.

Otherworldly players like it will load up local language knowledge after entering the National Games game.

At a glance, it saw that the newspaper headline was a millennial column, with a line of eye-catching large characters as the headline:

"Is the birth of the artificial brain a blessing or a curse?" A

cloud of smoke erupted from the two thick nostrils, and Richard the Tiger Man tore the newspaper to pieces casually, pouted, and said:

"These weak Terrans, no matter what world they are in, like to engage in this kind of little trick."

The words were filled with disdain for the Terrans.

Richard the Tiger Man suddenly stopped.

Its ears stood up and moved slightly.

Different from the rat people, who are naturally weak orcs, the tiger people are the royal family second only to the lion people in the orc family, and they are born with strong talents, and every tiger man will carry out extremely strict training under the supervision of the elders after learning to walk, and his combat effectiveness is extremely strong.

Combat effectiveness is not only reflected in frontal combat, but also in some details in weekdays.

Clouds from dragons, wind from tigers.

Although Yang Ming's motorcycle was still far away, two streets away, Richard the Tiger Man had already known of his presence one step ahead of the howling wind.

"Is this a Terran

player?"

"Kind of interesting."

Richard the Tiger Man raised his right hand and jerked it from the scabbard straddling his back.

A cold light flashed, faintly sounding a bell.

A bone knife forged from the bones of unknown creatures is held in the palm of the tiger man, the bone knife is more than two meters long, wide as a door panel, with a metallic luster, thick and sharp, you can tell at a glance that it is a rare treasure knife.

Such a large bone knife, if it were not for the tall size of the tiger man Richard and his ability to carry it, I am afraid it would be difficult to swing it freely.

The sound of motorcycle engines from far and near.

Richard the Tiger Man stood on the ground like an iron tower, holding the bone knife upside down in both hands, quietly waiting for the brave man who dared to come and pick up the tiger's whiskers.

Feeling the tiger power that emanated from its body, the ordinary zombies nearby did not dare to approach, stunned by their bloodthirsty instincts, and wandered away in the opposite direction of Richard the tiger man.

Two probed headlights broke through the faint mountain fog, and the first thing that caught the tiger man's Richard tiger eyes was a handsome Terran face.

A pair of sword eyebrows are inserted obliquely into the sideburns, the eyes are as bright as the stars, the facial features are straight and deep, under the high nose bridge, the thin lips are tightly pursed, and the outline of the cold and hard face outlines the other party's resolute character.

The pitch-black motorcycle braked sharply on the road, and the front of the bike turned a corner, leaving two long tire marks on the ground.

Yang Ming got out of the car and casually hung his helmet on the front of the car.

Seeing that Richard the Tiger Man seemed to have been prepared, Yang Ming was slightly surprised and asked,

"Do you know I'll come?"

"It was the wind that brought your news to me, stupid human."

Richard the tiger man moved his slightly stiff neck left and right, the corners of his mouth raised an excited arc, and his breathtaking tiger eyes burst out with a cold light

, saying: "You humans have a good saying, it is called stepping on iron shoes without finding a place, and it takes no effort to get it."

"I was still worried about how to find you, but I didn't expect that you would come to the door without fear of death."

Richard the Tiger Man raised his hand, and the large bone knife with a long and wide door panel pointed diagonally forward, aiming at Yang Ming's nose.

It raised its head slightly, and said in a proud tone:

"Human, you should feel honored to die under the sword of the great orc royal family."

"I allow you to report your name before you die!"

"After I kill you, I will definitely cut off your head and keep it as the first souvenir of my journey!"

Hearing this, Zhou Pingping's body trembled slightly.

Although she didn't want to believe it in her heart, it seemed that all this in front of her proved that Yang Ming was not an NPC in this world, but a player!

"You have a lot of words."

Yang Ming cast a light body technique and quickly approached him.

Richard the tiger man pouted, brandished the bone knife with both hands, and rotated 360° in place, like a big windmill!

"Sword Blade Storm!"

The human knife is one, and the figure is blurred.

I only heard the whistling sound of bone knives cutting through the air.

A trace of jealousy flashed in Yang Ming's eyes.

Watching Richard the Tiger Man turn into a small tornado, with both attack and defense, like a hedgehog full of spikes, made him a little clueless.

Yang Ming stopped moving, and Richard the Tiger Man would not give up.

It rotates its body, constantly approaching.

Yang Ming did not dare to guarantee that he was cut by it, and the golden bell hood could protect him, so he had to take advantage of the situation to squeeze into the congested cars on the road, trying to use the car on the rung road to block the pace of Richard the Tiger Man and wait for the end of his skills.

Richard the Tiger Man has rich combat experience, and he can see Yang Ming's plan at a glance.

But it doesn't care at all!

On the contrary, it was like a cat catching a mouse, with a playful mood, hanging behind Yang Ming, pressing step by step.

"Rip and pull!"

The car that was caught in the storm of blades was covered with terrible knife marks, but in a few breaths, it was cut into several segments, the glass window shattered, and the tire fell helplessly to the ground.

Sword Blade Storm, I am invincible!

Sword Blade Storm belongs to the S-level skill, which has always been passed down among the orc royal family, and only those geniuses with excellent talents have the opportunity to get a glimpse of the whole picture and thoroughly master this skill.

Zhou Pingping recognized the origin of this skill, and couldn't help but clench her fists worriedly, and her palms were sweaty.

Seeing Yang Ming in danger, Zhou Pingping did not dare to hesitate, and quickly took out the pistol from the space bag and aimed it at the moving tiger man Richard.

"Bang!"

Smoke rose from the muzzle and orange-yellow bullets were fired.

"Duh!"

The bullet had just approached, and a cold light flashed, and it was actually cut in half!

Zhou Pingping did not stop, and while constantly shooting, she also took out a grenade and threw it far away in the direction of Richard the Tiger Man.

Richard the Tiger Man can not be afraid of bullets, but he is still somewhat afraid of the power of grenades.

Stopping the storm of blades, the figure of Richard the Tiger Man emerged from the chaotic wind, his feet jerked a little, stepping on the trunk of the shabby car, and the sturdy figure jumped up sharply to avoid the bombardment of the grenade.

Taking advantage of the good opportunity that Richard the Tiger Man had nowhere to borrow power in mid-air, Yang Ming suddenly came out from behind the hidden car.

Seeing this, Richard the Tiger Man was not shocked and rejoiced.

"Stupid human, who gave you the courage to dare to sneak up on the powerful royal family?"

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