48 Hours a Day

Smith, walking in from the outside, also saw Zhang Heng and the rabbit.

Instead of hurrying against one of them, he raised the museum staff from the ground and inserted his right hand into the chest of the latter, which screamed painfully, while a black liquid began to spread from his chest to the surrounding area, and about two seconds later the museum staff was completely assimilated into the likeness of Smith.

The rabbit shrugged, “Like I said, neither of us can escape. ”

Smith had rushed towards her and the rabbit had been punched straight in the face.

“Ow, that hurts too much!” Almost all of her face was smashed by this punch, followed by Smith kicking the rabbit in the stomach again, kicking her whole person out and crashing several showcases all the way through.

Zhang Heng didn't have time to control the situation, because another Smith, after finishing his suit, also came to him. Zhang Hengmuang swept around quickly and saw a bronze sword in a showcase. He smashed the glass and took out the bronze sword from the spring and autumn period.

At this time, it was his turn to face Smith's fist. Zhang Heng, the rabbit's foreman, did not stiffen this fist. He used his speed to hide from the past and then waved the bronze sword in his hand, beheading Smith's head.

In terms of reaction speed, this Smith Zhang Heng encountered was clearly not the strongest Smith in the Hacker Empire, and that's why his sword didn't flash across the street, but the bronze sword cut Smith's forehead, apart from slightly distorting his sunglasses, didn't even affect his hairstyle.

Smith then reached out and grabbed the bronze sword, easily breaking into two pieces and throwing it under his feet. He moved his neck, took off his sunglasses and made a further gesture against Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng was not too surprised by the outcome of the first round, after all, Smith as the guardian of the third round of dreams, and the previous tsunami and dragon should be a hierarchical existence, obviously not easily defeatable.

However, Zhang Heng's biggest problem now is losing all of his game props in his dreams and making him lose a lot of room for strain.

Zhang Heng still adopted the strategy of fighting. In addition to playing the speed advantage, he was also guarding against being controlled by the other party. Smith's biggest killing technique in the movie was that of unlimited reproduction. As long as it fell into his hands, he risked being assimilated.

Smith next door also walked to the kicked rabbit, who stood still on the ground, as if he had swallowed his breath. Smith reached out and tried to stick his hand in the rabbit's chest, giving the latter a final fatal blow, but the next moment his arm was caught by the other hand.

The rabbit opened his eyes and grinned at him, “I admire your serious and responsible work attitude, but don't forget to combine labor and leisure. ”

After that, she dotted Smith's eyebrow with one finger, which was like a sudden blackout, paralyzed into a coma.

The rabbit stood up and patted the dust on his body. He looked at Zhang Heng, who was a little under the wind on the other side of his eyes. “I don't think I need to do this anymore. You guys are slow and busy. Don't worry about me, I'll go first. ”

After that, she pushed straight through the window of the museum and flipped out.

Zhang Heng and Smith didn't go after each other because they were too constrained.

I waited less than half a minute to see the previously handsome rabbit roll back out the window and curse in my mouth.

Zhang Heng took a moment to look in her direction and saw dozens of shadows standing outside the window, all dressed the same, suit sunglasses, and a face exactly the same.

Looks like Smith has an infinite replication mode going on, and it may not be long before the whole city turns into the same face.

Before, the rabbit seemed very relaxed and ended the fight. It seemed like she didn't even leave a drop of sweat. However, you should know that in order to fool Smith in front of her, she was punched across the street, her face was smashed and her ribs were probably broken, which was the easier way to use it.

But now she's facing multiple enemies, and it's no wonder Smith's face isn't looking so good after all the time.

However, this is not very good news for Zhang Heng. His pressure has also increased. He has no good way to take a Smith, relying on the LV3 knife technique and practicing in the black sail copy to barely circle and face each other. If Smith joins in more, his situation will also become dangerous.

Now the two of them are trapped in this little museum. Zhang Heng knows that he can't be so many Smith opponents. His only hope is that the rabbit will be killed first, so that Han Lu may wake up in time.

Zhang Heng has opened the distance from the door and window in a silent tone.

Then he saw the rabbit on the other side sighing, “Do you want to use that trick in the end? ”

After speaking, he pulled out an harmonica from his pocket and played it. When he heard the first note, Zhang Heng's heart gave an alarm sign. He reached out and tried to block his ears. However, even then, those melodies were still diligently entering his head, while his consciousness became increasingly blurred.

Zhang Heng knelt down on one knee and when the machine broke, he picked up an elongated piece of glass on the ground and pierced his eardrum directly.

But those pleasant melodies didn't disappear with the other voices.

In Zhang Heng's final gaze, Smith in his suit fell like wheat in this harmonica, and the whole world fell asleep.

…………

The rabbit finished playing three minutes later, and his condition didn't look too good. He moved the harmonica away from his almost bloody lips and stood there for a while with his eyes closed, which only slightly slowed him down.

He then put the harmonica back in his pocket and walked to Zhang Heng's side.

“The guy named Sete did a little too much work. He copied so many of my props that I was tired of running around. This time I almost rolled over. Forget it... finish this order first. ”

The rabbit squatted down and placed his finger in front of Zhang Heng's unconscious forehead, "In the name of Hupnos, I ask you to show the dream in your heart, I will give you eternal immortality... hmm? What the hell is this?! ”

The next moment the rabbit had a horrifying color on his face. He was the sleeping god in Greek mythology, and had seen all sorts of strange dreams. Both tsunamis and dragons were unusual to him, and he hadn't encountered more than a hundred times as many dreams as he had, but he swore he had never seen such crazy twisted nightmares.

Just a peek at the grass and his whole body couldn't resist the chestnut.