Chapter 481 NO64 will get a strong response (finger light cannon sent away

Author: Gu Xinxuan

Chapter 481 NO.64 will get a strong response (finger light cannon sent away

Just as there is a joke about the "three-episode rule" in the drama circle, there is actually a similar saying in the horse racing world.

The ten steps before exiting the gate will determine the sequence of the entire sequence, so they are often called the 'golden ten steps'.

The prelude is mainly about getting out of the gate quickly to grab the position.

Try to get an ideal "good position" to avoid swaying back and forth and avoid being blocked in the way forward.

In this way, it can also reduce physical consumption and enter the middle game with a perfect posture.

but……

This game is obviously unusual enough.

It's so abnormal that the Ten Golden Steps, like the Three-Episode Law, reflect the limitations that cannot be overcome.

It was one kind of queue ten steps out of the gate, but it turned into another kind of queue ten seconds later.

All the horse racing girls are gradually adjusting from that short period of inadequacy and are beginning to truly show their respective strengths.

The vanguard is undergoing drastic changes. First Ruby, who has just won the first place, is competing with the King of Fertility Medicine, while the patrolling Sky Hunters are keeping their eyes on the front like pioneer hunters, getting stronger when encountering a strong force.

Ma Niang, who has a reputation of being in the countryside and relaxing in the evening sky, follows closely behind, trying to surpass her at any time.

For a moment, the scene was like a crowd of heroes coming together. It was hard to imagine that this was just the first half of the middle game.

It is precisely because of this...

"What a messy rhythm..." In the audience, a certain brown-haired horse girl muttered in a low voice, which can be regarded as expressing the aspirations of all professionals.

Many people think that running competition is a lonely sport that only depends on the runner himself.

It is the runner himself who constantly pursues the limit and pursues faster and faster speeds.

But whenever it comes to the concept of competition, it cannot be separated from the existence of opponents.

This is especially true for racing.

You have to pay attention to your opponent at all times, you have to keep an eye on your opponent at all times.

Several running styles of horse racing girls are closely related to the rhythm of the group. At this moment, what the Sapporo Racecourse shows to the audience is, at first glance, a fierce competition between the heroes, but upon closer inspection, it turns out to be a rotten rhythm foundation.

And the 'culprit' of all this - the dark horse girl has been surpassed by other players one after another. As if she has hidden her merits and fame, she falls in the middle, at the same speed as the other horse girls who seem to be messing up.

But her expression remained as calm as ever.

Even though she had an excellent start, she did not rush forward impulsively. Her running style never changed, and she still maintained her well-earned and poor running attitude.

Teahouse has always been a child who is not lacking in patience. Another meaning of being well-behaved is that he is mature and intelligent and knows how to make others worry-free.

So when seeing her being steadily surpassed by First Ruby, her trainer would say:

"She's already sure of it."

It’s just the first half of the middle game…

The wet grass full of rain rarely makes Ma Niang happy, but the dark figure is trying to accept it.

The shadows of friends can be traced out on the glass on rainy days, which is what a certain instructor said frankly.

"I like rain very much. If you stay in the rain, you will have a real feeling of falling somewhere."

'When the raindrops hit you, you can understand your own shape. When they fall on the roof and hit the ground, they turn into countless sounds, just like an ensemble of heaven and earth!'

'Even when you step on it, the shoe will become a little heavier, but it will also give you a more realistic feeling of running.'

'So, the little teahouse...'

'If you have a chance, would you like to give it a try? Solo in the rain.'

There is no rain today, but the grassland is still heavy.

She is indeed trying, which is paving the way for the final game.

That solo, that originality.

——

"Ah sneeze!"

"Just don't waste your time there. If it rains too much, you'll catch a cold."

"It doesn't count as a cold, and why does the data subject catch a cold?"

"Every Digimon gets sick, so why is it so strange that a data body caught in the rain of data catches a cold?"

Zhou Jingjing glanced angrily at Representative Qianming who was squatting by the pillar wiping his nose, and then looked back at the screen in front of him.

The data codes above were densely packed, but she couldn't take her eyes off them.

Because it has the logo of the URA association on it, and it also has Treson's lengthy full name.

There is no doubt that the big bet she made on behalf of Qian Ming is about to reveal its results.

Was it the servants of Chaldea, the magicians of the Clock Tower, and the Ultraman from the Kingdom of Light office who found the core first, or were they the first to find the target they were looking for——

——This one-sided gamble can also declare a one-sided victory on Sunday.

In an inconspicuous office building in this base city, in a data cabin guarded by those surprisingly powerful aliens, she was reading the stolen files of the URA Association one by one and deleting them one by one.

It was raining outside the window, and there were spacers of different shapes lying on the ground. The mosquito-repellent-faced aliens who were so tired of seeing them before that they wanted to vomit were not here. Instead, they were replaced by some humanoid beings with strange heads.

There are those with heads like fish, heads like cicadas, and heads that are too weird to be matched by earthly animals... All kinds of weird guys also possess strange abilities and dangerous weapons.

Even though these two horse girls had joined forces, they almost overturned, and they were defeated at first sight when faced with strange alien technology.

Among them, Mr.C.B, who contributed the most, was so tired that he just wanted to rest.

When I was squatting and relaxing in front of the pillar, I wasn't even in the mood to turn on the light screen to watch the game.

Of course, considering their behavior at the moment, it would be a wise choice not to take any action that exposes the data flow.

After all, there aren't even those conspicuous Ultramans nearby, nor are there those servants who seem to be the size of one person but have a particularly huge fighting momentum.

This saves trouble and avoids the possibility of being misled by enthusiastic passers-by.

But if you suddenly encounter an enemy, you cannot expect possible reinforcements.

Hmm...probably...

After looking up at the fan on the ceiling, Qianming turned to look at Zhou Jingping, who was still leaning slightly in front of the screen.

"Hello, S.S."

"what?"

"Are you sure those files are not copies? Could it be that after you deleted all those things, you found those things in other places."

"Are you doubting my information technology? I'm just deleting and checking for similar items in the database chain." Someone unconsciously said an explanation that he usually didn't bother to say.

It can be seen that the relationship between the two has eased.

Or maybe it's just for this operation.

"Do you have a certificate?"

"?" He glanced at this guy with some doubts, and Sunday Ningjing looked back again.

"have."

"Really?" Representative Qianming stood up in surprise, shook his legs, and did some stretching exercises.

The recovery actions that were common when you were a racing girl are very natural to use after retirement.

"That means we have really found a core area this time?"

"At least part of the core..." Her eyes always fell on the high-speed file cleaning. Zhou Jingping could have deleted it with one click, but at the moment she was typing keywords one by one, identifying the content and deleting it accurately.

.

"Here are documents from the URA association, as well as documents from some disciplines in the Clock Tower."

Because the séance that my sister practices is itself a discipline that has many connections with the séance department of the Clock Tower, Sunday Serenity, who has been influenced by it, can also identify those documents.

To be honest, it is quite conspicuous in itself.

After all, except for those guys from another world, other sources of energy students would not insist on distinguishing between 'magic' and 'magic', and then call themselves 'magicians' all day long.

Although the culture of the Far Eastern District can completely accept this kind of title, but... magic is not practiced here in the Far Eastern District!

Onmyoji and Feng Shui are more accepted.

So Zhou Jingjing was able to see the data content of those clock towers at a glance, and then hesitated slightly.

"Why don't you delete it for them too?" Representative Qianming, who was already standing in front of the screen, rubbed his chin.

She was talking about exactly what Sunday Jingjing was hesitating about.

The data in the clock tower has nothing to do with them, but it doesn't matter if they sell a favor.

But Zhou Jingping wanted to act in secret, so this favor was sold...probably only Qianming accepted it on his behalf.

"You can come if you want." She said, actually giving up some space.

"enmm..."

"Why are you hesitating?" Zhou Jingjing looked at her like this and was speechless.

"I feel like the people in the Clock Tower are not very talkative. I heard a lot of scandals about them before I retired."

"What's the point of selling favors?"

On Sunday, Ning Jing felt that the other party was confused: "If you're not coming, then don't disturb me. I'll get it done soon."

"This is not possible. It is not easy for the plan to advance to this point."

Before seeing the person, they heard his voice first, and the two horse ladies immediately turned around, only to see countless gun muzzles appear, surrounding the two of them.

With a weird metal face without a nose and a human figure, these cosmic beings appeared out of thin air in the size of a dozen people. Even though the two horse girls reacted quickly, they could only avoid the first round of shooting and were followed closely.

The subsequent filling shot hit the shield.

The dark shield was controlled by Zhou Jingjing's hand and smashed in front of Representative Qianming.

I originally planned to block it for a moment, but unexpectedly, the bullet was unusual. The moment it hit the shield, it expanded into several parallel suspended apertures, directly imprisoning the two of them.

"Oh~ This is very convenient."

Among the group of cosmonauts who still can't tell the difference like clones, the one who stands at the front and speaks is probably the leader.

I was also surprised by this double kill.

"Why is it a capture bomb?!" The person involved, Ms. Black Sunday, felt very embarrassed.

I thought it was anti-personnel ammunition and came to cover it, but it turned out to be the unfolding of this kind of restraint.

"Because you are all valuable negotiation resources," the leader smiled, "For example, those heroes of justice who are causing trouble in the ADR area need people like you to stop them and give us more time to execute.

The final stage of the plan.”

"Why did he say so much? I never thought he would answer." Zhou Jingping whispered.

"Maybe it's more casual." Representative Qianming, who was free, also replied in a low voice.

"Don't ask. Asking is the unique way of tokusatsu villains to answer all questions and answer without asking."

Sunday Quiet: "?"

Representative Qianming: “!”

The magnetic whisper that suddenly mixed in was right next to me, and the cold edge was also passing by at this moment.

But the tranquility of Sunday had turned into a crumbling shadow at this moment, shifting from below the aperture, and then resurfaced.

As a result, the blade of light cut through the air, breaking open the original halo's confinement, giving Representative Qianming a chance to retreat with the wind.

But the sword wielder seemed to have some remedial ideas.

Then the blade light was deflected immediately, and in the next second it turned into a powerful and heavy giant blade and struck, but it hit an equally strong gun body.

"Are there any masters?"

The attacker was startled for a moment, then he saw the shotgun sound and fire erupting from what looked like shotguns. He quickly dodged it with a sliding step, but the projectile he avoided hit several cosmonauts behind him.

"Let's go!" The three-eyed witch cowboy dodged, the gun in her hand still pointed at the hidden attacker, but the scarf around her neck had turned into a pair of big hands, grabbing Representative Qianming and Sunday Serenity from the left and right.

At this moment, the giant sword in the attacker's hand had been unfolded, and light spots condensed from the black hole in the mouth.

The next moment, a beam of light roared with murderous intent!

However, the Witch Cowboy avoided it with a gorgeous rollover. Even the scarf suddenly stretched in an arc, dragging the two horse girls who were throwing smoke bombs to avoid the scorching light beam, and then took the two horse girls with them.

Back away from the smoke.

Head straight for the big hole dissolved by the giant cannon.
Chapter completed!