Seeing this, Dan Heng hurriedly advanced with the Cloud-Piercer Spear in hand, joining Little Star in holding off the massive meme.
Behind them, Tin Man fired his assault rifle in sweeping bursts and asked in surprise:
"Deputy Manager, what are you doing here?"
"I came to check on you."
Gripping the spear horizontally with both hands, Dan Heng exerted his strength and sent the purple Tyrant Dragon Meme flying.
Then he asked Little Star beside him:
"Where's your rocket launcher?"
The three members of the Express Crew had long anticipated the existence of large memes like this. Ordinary firearms were completely useless against them.
But a rocket launcher could solve the problem perfectly.
"It was used by the Hound Family, and they missed, too." Little Star was highly dissatisfied.
"..."
The Melancholic faction in the sky slowly descended and reported to them:
"Um... I still haven't found any trace of those human reinforcements."
"Why don't we just kill ourselves..."
"..."
Dan Heng glanced at the large meme that had stood up again ahead of them. Without thinking further, he charged forward at the head of the group.
The other matters could wait. They would deal with the enemy first.
With Dan Heng's addition, the giant meme soon fell unwillingly, transforming into fragments of dark-purple Memoria.
"Is no one coming yet?"
Dan Heng put away his spear and looked toward the hotel lobby behind him.
At this moment, all the staff here had actually fled to take shelter, without leaving a single person behind.
"Oh my, are you all right? I was so worried." The Lady hurriedly went over to inspect the injuries of the three ensemble members.
Melancholic and Tin Man were fine. Only Little Star, who had engaged in close combat, was injured.
"It's just a minor injury."
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