Chapter 972: Show off your skills
Sneak attack!
The elderly Indians who controlled electricity targeted the Chinese girl with lightning speed, which was also their main target.
The thickest arc he controlled was about the size of a chopstick mouth, and the thinner arcs were like silver wires. The arcs danced between his fists and arms, and they were thrown towards the Chinese girl. The current is as thick as a finger, the silver light is shining, and it is full of power.
Yan Xing jumped up and dodged an arc of electricity. Seeing that guy change the target of his attack, he felt a little uncomfortable. Does a nigger know how to attack in the east?
He didn’t panic. As far as he knew, the little loli was not slow. He believed that it would be no problem to dodge the lightning attack. If the little loli was not really capable, she would not always dislike him for being a hindrance.
Le Yun, who was watching from the sidelines, was studying Lao Yin Asan’s electrical powers and analyzing whether there were any patterns in his current flow. Unexpectedly, he became the target of an attack. He wanted to scold his mother, he is NN, is it possible? Don’t you understand that interrupting someone else’s thinking is immoral?
She just looked at it, that guy actually attacked her and humiliated his female family members. Isn't it too much?
She was so angry that she wanted to jump, but she reacted very quickly. She stepped back, grabbed little Asan who had been unable to move after having her acupuncture points pressed, and pulled her to where she was standing. Using the shield, he jumped away as if he were flying, dodging three meters away.
The little loli slipped away, and the young Indian who was pulled by her as a shield was stiff all over, and his back was facing the direction of Yindian. He had no idea what was going on. Because his legs were stiff, he was I dragged it to another place, but the balance was not good and it fell to one side.
Before the young man could fall, a finger-thick silver current flashed towards him. It missed his head but hit the back of his head.
The girl replaced someone with someone to resist the current. When the old Indian discovered that the current had been shot at the young man, he screamed in horror: "No-"
He thought He moved his hand to let the current go away, but the silver lightning had already left his hand. The finger-thick silver lightning exploded like a firework when it hit the back of the young man's head, shooting out white silver sparks and countless thin currents. The silver current Flowing towards the young man, from bottom to bottom, the silver reached the soles of people's feet in an instant.
The young man is like a person in a fantasy film absorbing electricity, his whole body is shining with silver light, and as the silver current flows, his muscles are trembling, and the clothes on his body smell like burnt. Flames burst out.
In the intertwining flames and silver light, the young man swayed and fell to the ground. The flames surged in the wind and whirred. His body hit the ground, the flames were still burning, and there were silver lightning flashes in the flames. move.
“Ah, I’m going to kill you bitch!” Elderly IndianWhen the man saw the young man lying motionless on the ground, he was stunned for a moment. Like a red-eyed bullfight, he chased the girl with a scream, and the electricity in his hand turned into silver arcs and continuously struck the girl.
"Let me go, you old shameless nigger born of a bitch, you have poor control over electricity, and you accidentally hurt your own people, you still have the nerve to blame me? Old nigger, you are in disgrace. The face of the people of your country, the shame of your surname, you didn’t grow up eating corn curry rice, you grew up eating cow dung.”
Lao Yin Asan became angry with shame, Le Yun swished. She jumped away, dodging the electricity while cursing. The old nigger grew up eating shit, and she obviously had a good card but was beaten to pieces. If she had the power of electricity, she would definitely be able to exert her super strength. You can shock whoever you want, and you're guaranteed to turn them into dogs.
The Chinese girl knew Hindi and could also curse. The old Indian man was so angry that his liver almost exploded. He waved his arms and controlled the silver current to chase the girl.
Originally, he was the target of the old nigger, but he turned into a little lolita. Yan Xing touched his chin and happily admired the little lolita's fight with the old nigger and her dexterity. Jumping left and right, dodging as if effortlessly, the more I looked at it, the more surprised I became, what kind of movement did that little lolita do?
The elderly Indians threw away their banknotes as if they were free of money. Le Yun ran around twice and saw a certain Yan standing leisurely, not caring about anything. He rushed towards him, spread his legs and jumped to his side, jumped on Handsome Yan's back with all his strength, held the gun in his left hand, and hugged his shoulder with his right hand, leaning on his back like a sloth.
"Handsome guy, I can't run anymore, you protect me." She jumped on the handsome guy's back and lay firmly on her back. The little lolita who found her backer put on a smile and looked as cunning as a little fox.
Yan Xing, who was thinking about the little lolita's body skills, thought when he saw the little girl rushing toward him that she wanted to hide behind him so that he could help her block the disaster, but he never expected that she would actually jump on her back. He wanted to carry her on his back, but when his delicate little body clung to her, electric current rushed through his back, making his whole body tremble.
The thinking in his brain was short-circuited at that time, but his hands subconsciously moved back to hug the little Lolita's legs. At that moment, a silver light hit his head and face. His subconscious reaction was far stronger than his thinking. He reacted quickly and jumped away three to four meters from where he was.
When he jumped, the girl on his back swayed. As a result, his back was closer to the little Lolita. The skin on Yan Xing’s back couldn’t help but tighten. Breathing was very light.
Just as he was calming down, another silver arc struck him. He had no time to reflect on any good feelings and jumped away with the little Loli on his back.
The old fool kept throwing electric arcs. He had to dodge and ran around for a few times. He couldn't help but feel distracted and confused.
Young Master Yan moved and danced, leaping away as if dancing.The stream couldn't hit him, but made a "buzzing" sound wherever it landed. The plants were withered by the electricity, and the sand was splashed randomly by the electricity.
Le Xiao’s classmate, who was lying on the back of handsome boy Yan, finally escaped the fate of being chased. Holding a gun in one hand, grinning and watching the old man howling in anger, he felt extremely at ease. She enjoys the happiness of being protected, la la la, handsome guy Yan really has a lot of brushes, he can easily avoid lightning while carrying her on his back, he is still barely qualified to be a bodyguard.
The white young man was able to escape the electric current. The old Indian man was so angry that smoke was coming from his head. He was yelling and cursing, and started a crazy pursuit mode.
One was chasing the electric man crazily, and the other was dodging with a child on his back. All he saw was silver light and figures jumping around.
"Handsome guy, Lao Yin Asan is cursing people. He is cursing his mother." Yan couldn't understand Lao Yin Asan's language, but Le Yun understood. The guy was cursing his mother in Arabic and Hindi. The scolding words are similar to those used in China to scold "fuck your mother" and "trick your mother".
"You bastard, you dare to scold my mother, you are dead!" Yan Xing heard the little Loli saying that the old brat was cursing her mother during the jump. Yan Xing was furious and jumped away, using his left hand. Holding the little Loli on his back, he lowered his right hand, took out the hidden weapon, and raised his hand to release the hidden weapon while running.
As Young Master Yan raised his hand, a cold light suddenly appeared, piercing the air with a "whoosh", and shot towards the elderly Indian man, pointing directly at the center of his eyebrows.
That hidden weapon was too fast, as fast as the electric current in the hands of the old Indian. When the old Indian just threw out an electric arc, the cold light passed by the arc like lightning. The shot shot between his eyebrows.
The concealed weapon is a small knife with a European style folding cutlery knife, made of stainless steel, sold in stores in Namibia.
"Poof", the knife stabbed the elderly Indian between the eyebrows like cutting tofu, and blood spurted out like water.
The moment the elderly Indian Asan was stabbed, the silver lightning in his hand was still "chirping", because he was hit hard on the forehead and heart, his head was thrown back, and his legs were still due to inertia. He tried to push forward, but finally fell to his knees and hit his head heavily on the ground.
He fell down and waved his arms a few times, making a "haha" sound like a "haha" in his mouth, and there was a residual sound in his throat that sounded like he was not breathing smoothly. However, those The sound was muffled by the sound he made when he fell to the ground. The sand thrown up when he fell fell, and some of it fell into his half-open mouth and face. His eyes were wide open.
When the old Indian leaned back, the silver arc in his hand flickered at first. As the angle of his tilt changed, the silver current became weaker and weaker, and then disappeared. It has no impact.
His hand moved when he fell to the ground. When the sand hit the ground, there was no movement. The table knife stabbed him.Between his eyebrows, only the handle of the knife was left, and blood squeezed out, leaving traces of blood on his eyebrows and the corners of his eye sockets.
Throwing the hidden weapon, Yan Xing dodged an electric arc and moved about two meters before stopping. Seeing the old man falling to the ground, he took out a hand to wipe the sweat: "Finally dead It’s weird, it’s really strange that someone with such a big face can actually ask people with superpowers to take action.”
“Money can make all the difference, and people with superpowers are no exception. These two guys They are Indian Asan practitioners. Indian Asan practitioners are very poor. They are probably afraid of poverty, so they are jealous of money, so some people hire them as thugs and come to die." Handsome Yan killed the old Asan, Le Yun said With a smile on his face, Yan Xing stretched out his paw and patted the handsome guy on the shoulder: "Handsome guy, your way of throwing concealed weapons is so cool."
Being praised for the first time, Yan Xing couldn't help but be happy: "Now you You should believe that I won't hold you back."
"If you want to be a personal bodyguard, you need to keep working hard." Le Yun smiled noncommittally, pressed the handsome guy's shoulder hard, jumped up, and flew lightly She broke free from his hand and flew to the ground.
The weight on his back disappeared, and Yan Xing felt empty and suddenly felt lost. Carrying the little Lolita on his back, he couldn't help but feel his blood racing and his heart racing. He was afraid that she would find something and be frightened, but he was willing to be in pain and happy at the same time. .