MTL - Right on Target-Chapter 16 curfew

"curfew-"

A shrill voice interrupted Su Heting's eye contact with the inspector. Su Heting followed the prestige, and saw a mechanical **** in Ming Dynasty **** costume standing in the center of the street, acting as a traffic light at the entrance of the street.

"Everyone." The **** raised one arm, his movements very rigid. It waited for a while, until the cover of its outer cover② turned into a green-striped gourd, and then shouted again in a shrill voice: "Pass—"

Pass?

what?

The wind at the entrance of the street suddenly accelerated, carrying the torrential rain, and violently blowing out from behind the mechanical eunuch.

Su Heting raised his arms to block the wind, and his hood was blown up. The inspector's umbrella was also blown away and floated into the air.

The wind was so unreasonable that it ran over the benches and hit the buildings on the street. The glass doors shattered immediately, the signboards shook, and it fell into chaos in a blink of an eye. Suddenly there was a loud flapping sound in the sky, Su Heting raised his head amidst the beating of the rain, and saw a one-legged bird flying out from the end of the twilight.

The mechanical **** held his hands flat, his electronic eyes flickered ruthlessly, and his attitude was haughty: "Gods and demons pass by, mortals give way!"

As soon as it finished speaking, the one-legged bird landed on the ground in an instant, and the streets were suddenly ravaged by strong winds. Su Heting was really overturned by the wind this time. If he hadn't reacted quickly and grabbed the bench, he would have gone to heaven.

The one-legged bird has an elegant body and a huge body. When it raises its head, it is half the height of a building. Its blue feathers glowed metallic under the flickering streetlights, and its white beak was matte, like thinly applied paint.

Su Heting was facing the wind, and could hardly see the front clearly.

These are not included in the information given by Xing Tian!

The voice of the mechanical **** was turned up, echoing in the streets, revealing a little electronic feeling. It repeats the sentence: "Gods and demons pass by, and mortals give way!"

This sound constituted the background sound echoing in the rain, babbling endlessly around the ears, so loud that Su Heting could hardly hear the sound of the rain clearly.

The one-legged bird looked forward to flying, raised its beak slightly, and let out a "beep" cry towards the straight street. The cry lasted less than two seconds, and a human-high cannonball shot out from its beak, blasting the long street!

In an instant, the flames were like an angry dragon, rolling into waves in the rain.

Human cries came from those burning buildings, and some people helped each other, and they fled outward stepping on broken glass.

The mechanical **** stood in front of the one-legged bird as firmly as Mount Tai. It yelled at those cries and chanted like a sutra: "No travel during curfew, no noise during curfew, no blocking during curfew—"

Before the **** finished speaking, his head exploded with a "bang".

The floating barrel held by the inspector shoots precisely through the scope.

The spring in the neck of the mechanical **** bounced wildly, and parts of the blasted head fell all over the place, and the sound-generating device in it was still saying: "Road... curfew... one..."

The inspector pulled the trigger, and the sound-generating device of the mechanical **** exploded into pieces.

The one-legged bird ignored the attack at its feet, raised its head, and let out another clear cry as it flapped its wings. The dazzling firelight gathered between its beaks, and there was no time to let it happen.

The inspector fired another round, which hit the one-legged bird in the beak, knocking the one-legged bird's head sideways. The cannonball between the one-legged bird's beak "Boom—" hit the huge billboard not far away, igniting a raging fire.

-Oh shit.

Su Heting waved the gunpowder away.

This bird is a super-powered fort that can move!

The fire ignited by Bi Fang's shells was not extinguished by the rain, but burned even more violently. Tongues of fire licked the streets, forcing out all the people hidden in the buildings. Panicked people gathered in the fire, and some people fell down while running, and a few shambling old people walked slowly with sticks, stumbling behind.

"Protect the masses to evacuate the scene," the inspector's voice was slightly lowered, but pleasant, and he said to the communicator hanging on his ear, "It's Bi Fang③."

"Received!" There was a crisp reply from the intercom.

Su Heting suddenly remembered the monk's introduction to the inspector, who would protect other people in the punishment area. But are these people? They are just data created by the main **** system, and they are NPCs pretending to be humans.

The inspector's gun suddenly shifted, he aimed at Su Heting, and ordered while pulling the trigger: "Get down!"

Su Heting's body reacted faster, and he buried his head on the eve of the bullet flying. The bullet "poofed" into a viscous body, and then was spit out to the ground.

Su Heting heard the familiar cry, sobbing softly. His ears perked up, and when he tilted his head, he saw the pale face of the Night Walking Girl.

"Hello." Su Heting greeted politely.

The night travel girl held her heart in both hands and cried even harder. Its loose hair was about to cover Su Heting's body, and its shiny steel-bladed legs lifted up with a "swish", and chopped on the bench like chopping vegetables.

"Go home..." it cried, "come home with me!"

Su Heting quickly dodged in the continuous slash of the steel blade leg: "It's over."

The night wandering girl didn't seem to understand human language, it chopped off the bench with a few legs, and dragged its arms to catch Su Heting. Su Heting held onto the street lamp behind the bench with one hand, used his strength to fly up, and kicked the night wandering **** the side of the neck.

The Night Traveler immediately fell to the ground, kicking up dust. Its six steel-edged legs flicked, and the sound of scratching the ground was ear-piercing. The exposed chest cavity had been opened, and the viscous liquid pulled out filaments, inside which were steel teeth for chewing.

"go home…"

The mournful cries of countless nocturnal wandering girls spread from the nearby darkness. They walked in the shadows of the street, avoided the fire, lingered timidly, and surrounded the place.

Enraged by the inspector's bullets, Bi Fang looked up to the sky and howled angrily. It spread its wings and flew into the air. The strong wind suddenly blew up, blowing the streets full of flames and burning them even more intensely.

So hot!

Su Heting's cat's ears were blown crookedly in the strong wind. He held the street lamp tightly, but heard the sound of "snap" bending from the iron pole of the street lamp.

Bi Fang slides suddenly.

The street was too narrow for it. When it waved its wings, the tall buildings on both sides collapsed and were cut off by its wings, and the exterior glass shattered.

"Beep—" Bi Fang shook his head and wailed, the shells between his beaks bombarded the streets.

The inspector's sniper rifle "clicked" and the barrel split apart, covering his right arm like a black tide. He galloped in the rain, so fast that his figure was blurred. There was a flash of silver light in his right ear, and he had already rushed in front of Bi Fang.

Bi Fang opened his mouth again, and the cannon between his beaks blazed—

The inspector's shirt was blown by the strong wind, his eyes were extremely cold, and his arms suddenly fell down!

Boom!

Bi Fang's head was hit by an invisible heavy fist, and instantly crashed into the ground. The shell exploded on the ground, exploding brilliant sparks.

The inspector's side face was very clear in the wind and waves of flying sparks, and the rain wet his shirt. He turned his head and stared at Su Heting.

The surrounding gunpowder smoke dispersed slightly, the wind slanted the raindrops, and Bi Fang, who was smashed into the ground, choked on fire, and a strange smell of burning wafted in the air.

"Sir," the inspector's urgent voice came from the intercom, "and—"

There was a shrill "beep" sound from the sky, and two shells blasted out from the left and right, and immediately exploded in the center of the street with burning fire!

Su Heting dragged the broken street lamp, flicked his tail, and the word "X" appeared in his right eye, but someone was faster than him!

Just listen to the "clang" of the steel armor falling to the ground, and the two sides superimposed to form a double-sided iron shield, which blocked the left and right flanking attacks for Su Heting amidst the explosion that shook the audience.

The inspector raised his arm and was very close to Su Heting.

The author has something to say:

①Mechanical eunuch: With a high-pitched voice, he wears the **** costumes of the Ming Dynasty. He is the traffic light in the penalty area after sunset. He is responsible for warning mortals and clearing the way for gods and demons. Although it can be refreshed and reappeared every night, it will not die, but it is very vengeful. He loves to wear new clothes and is said to be very particular about them. ——"Punctual Sniper Strange Records"

②Cover: The costumes of senior officials in the inner prison are the clothes that cover the outside. Different patterns will be embroidered according to the solar terms, and the gourd is one of them.

③Bi Fang: The common body size is between 20 and 30 meters. He likes to act alone and occasionally gathers. It looks exactly like a crane, with only one steel leg. The wing feathers are forged from steel of unknown origin, very hard. He has a bad temper and is aggressive. It can only make a "beep" sound, has a cannon between its beaks, and likes to bomb everywhere and create fires. ——"Punctual Sniper Strange Records"

③-1 Bi Fang’s setting inspiration: “There is a bird Yan, which looks like a crane, with one leg, red veins and blue texture, and a white beak. "Shan Hai Jing"