He didn't care if his teammates understood what he was saying, it was already a big honor for him to speak.

The captain brought out the newly acquired long whip Tan Ling, skillfully turned on the mechanism, and changed it into long stick mode.

The number six opposite him stood up from a pile of colorful building blocks. He was startled by the noise and accidentally kicked over a small house built high up. He quickly bent down and tried to save it.

He frowned slightly, not quite understanding why the strange beast suddenly had a childlike innocence.

And it seems that the other party not only gave birth to this kind of emotion that only humans have, but also gave birth to a long stick? Is this imitating him?

Because I was in kindergarten, I had a little innocence, and because I met him, I also learned how to play with a stick?

"Interesting." The captain praised it with three words, waved the stick and forced it forward.

The figure numbered six is ​​that of a young man, about 1.6 meters tall and not very physically built. He is holding a stick but looks majestic and majestic. It looks like something serious.

It was not frightened at all by the speed of the attack. Instead, it seemed to have anticipated it and hid very accurately. This was something that the captain's millions of innocent souls could not do.

It suddenly became interesting, and I deliberately slowed down a little. While fighting, I observed the movements of this strange beast. Why did it seem a bit like myself?

I feel that something like a monkey looks like me. Even with such a brain circuit that doesn't matter, I still feel something is weird.

He squinted his eyes, turned the stick in his hand, and waved his hand to transform Tanling back into the whip mode. He wanted to see how far this strange beast could imitate him.

Number 6 obviously has some brains, so it also has some expressions. It now looks like the word "Stupid" in capital letters.

Coming to the conclusion that it couldn't follow him to switch weapons, he swung the whip over and hit the person's throat directly.

Number Six hurriedly raised the stick in his hand to block it in front of him. The speed of his hand was actually very good, but the whip was very powerful. It was thrown on the stick and broke it directly. It was broken into two pieces.

The long stick flew back, and half of it hit the door numbered six.

He had no interest in continuing to study it. He turned and pulled it in his hand, and put on a long stick again. He looked down at No. 6 on the ground, who had probably died. He straightened the stick body and hit it directly on the forehead.

pestle.

Number one, number six, died.

At noon, Daqing finished visiting the kindergarten cafeteria. It was a small building with only one floor. Although it was large, the furnishings were simple and clearly visible. There were no people or animals inside. He left a sign of exploration and left.

Come out and walk to another building next to it that also has only one floor.

This should be a place for children to raise potted plants. Kindergartens in the city are different and well-equipped. In Wu Daqing’s impression, the kindergarten he went to was very simple. Even the teachers didn’t seem to be very professional. They asked for leave at every turn.

The principal can only come out to teach frequently.

I never went back to that place during Wu Daqing, but now that I think about it, it seems that I borrowed a vacant floor in a residential building to build it. No wonder I have seen these pink and tender decorations before, and there is not even a slide.

If you have enough money in the future, you will have to build a kindergarten like this for the children in the village.

Whispering.

Although Wu Daqing was immersed in longing for the future, he was still a sixth-level combatant. In this relatively quiet environment, he could still catch the slightest sound immediately. He turned around suddenly and turned around in a defensive posture.

Go behind a large shelf with bonsai.

Number six was not very aggressive, so Wu Daqing was not very nervous, but when he saw the profile of a number six squatting on the ground and planting flowers, he still couldn't help but feel entangled.

This number is number six, it looks like a person.

Wu Daqing pressed his earphones, lowered his volume and said softly, "I found it. There is one in the greenhouse downstairs."

He realized that he had lowered his volume not because he was afraid of being discovered by Number Six, but because he was afraid of disturbing it and causing it to prune its branches.

Why do you have such worries?

"Child? I didn't see the child here, but there are traces of strange animals coming." Jiang Po, who had already finished visiting the second floor of the green building, walked to the third floor. This seems to be a place for children to take a nap.

Place, the room is full of beds, there are no tables, chairs or blackboards.

After Wu Daqing was reminded like this, he calmed down and added, "It's number six. I will pay attention to the child."

Yes, there are children! Wu Daqing stepped forward and wanted to solve No. 6 immediately. He quickly went to find the other three missing children, but nothing happened!

But Number Six was not afraid of him. He just put the pruned flower branches back into the vase, then picked up the entire flower arrangement that he didn't know if it was finished, and tiptoed it back on the shelf.

It ignored Wu Daqing and instead walked deeper into the flower house, causing Wu Daqing to stop his attack unexpectedly. He followed the number six through another cubicle and into the small open-air garden without a roof.

Number six has probably walked back and forth to this place. He didn't look around like Wu Daqing, but stopped very skillfully in front of the small table on the right side of the garden. It seemed to be a place for children to draw sand paintings.

Then it started to draw.

"Do you believe me when I say number six can draw?" Wu Daqing told his teammates in shock what he saw.

"Don't believe me, I don't even know how to deal with strange beasts?" Ling Yang replied, turned into the stairwell, and continued to go up one floor.

But it is really painting. Although the level is just scribbling, it is like a child's graffiti. No matter how abstract the painting is, you can still tell what it is.

Because children can only draw a few things, the sun, a hut, a bird, mom and dad and me.

The number six painted in front of me was such a picture, and then he raised his head and looked at Wu Daqing.

"What should I do?" Wu Daqing was completely at a loss. It really seemed like a human being, and he was still an innocent child.

Wu Daqing suddenly couldn't take action.

"Wu Daqing, are you stupid?" Qi Cheng asked impatiently, when did they ask how to kill alien beasts? Why is it so abnormal today? Is there anything weird about B-level alien beasts?

"No, it's looking at me." Wu Daqing took a step back and watched Number Six leave the small table. He turned around and chose a pink carnation on the flower display stand at the back.
Chapter completed!