Дом Новости Эта курица получила руки - это боевая файтинга, где вы ищете месть от фермера

Эта курица получила руки - это боевая файтинга, где вы ищете месть от фермера

Автор : Olivia Обновлять : Feb 27,2025

Этот насыщенный бочком аркадного борца, эта курица получила руки , только что вылупился на Android! Несмотря на имя, нашему пернатому главному герою не хватает настоящих рук, но восполняет его с энтузиазмом, похожими на руку!

Пернатая ярость!

Это не обычная курица; Она в миссии мести! Играя за яркую синюю и розовую курицу, вы выпустите хаос, чтобы восстановить украденные яйца от воровского фермера.

Ваше стремление к мести включает в себя буйство всего фермы! Ударьте все в поле зрения, уничтожив урожай и столкнувшись с эскадрой противостоящих белых цыплят. После очистки первоначального пернатого сопротивления пришло время нацелиться на хранимую продукцию фермера, разбивая ящики яблок и моркови. Игра явно отмечает разрушаемые объекты с выдающимся «уничтожить!» Подпишите, гарантируя, что вы не пропустите ни одной цели.

Веселое разрушение!

Гонка против часов, нанося ущерб ферме и наблюдение за разочарованием фермера растут с каждым разрушенным предметом. Чем больше вы создаете, тем больше он становится в ярости. Ваша цель? Принесите достаточно повреждения, чтобы заставить его вернуть ваши драгоценные яйца.

Обновите статистику вашей курицы, чтобы стать еще более эффективным эсминцем! Это классическая игра «Животные Gone Wild», в которой изображена мультипликационные разрушения, которая одновременно забавна и привлекательна. Загрузите его сейчас в магазине Google Play.

Кроме того, ознакомьтесь с нашей статьей о Mother Nature: Ecodash , бесконечном бегуне, где вы боретесь с загрязнением воздуха и спасают исчезающих животных.

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