Rolling on the ground, the onlookers around him hugged their heads with a "Oh!" How could this group of SBs have thought that someone could knock people away with a simple wave?

The little loli naughty, standing in the distance, covered her mouth with her hands wearing brown rubber gloves in surprise. Her eyes were straight at the woman who was trying to attack, and a word spit out in her mouth: "Mutant!"

But surprisingly, she did not feel the same kind of energy in the cloaked woman, but the reality in front of her proved everything!

I shook my head and stood up. Don’t say, I was really dizzy this time. It seems that this girl’s mental power level is not low!

"How is that possible?" A Zi took a step back in surprise, and Ruyue's eyes almost glared out: "How could you bear the full force of my spiritual whip and didn't faint?"

I took off the cigar clipped on the iron net next to me, sucked it leisurely, and then slowly replied: "What's impossible? As long as my mental power is higher than you, isn't it okay?"

"How...how is it possible? You obviously..."

"Ahem..." I coughed heavily. Although the woman in front of me was a little stupid and attacked me, I still felt that I needed to remind her not to reveal too many secrets of the new world, especially when there are important plot characters next to me.

"Uh...I mean, you are so strong, your recovery and attack power are so strong, how could you be more mentally than me?" A Zi was reminded by me, and she felt a little grateful in her heart, but she still asked.

"Haha..." I took a deep breath of the cigar and sniffled, "What's impossible? No matter how powerful the DPS is, it requires enough magic resistance and armor, otherwise what role can it play when it is crispy and instantly caused by someone? As for how can my mental power be so strong, girl, we are not familiar to this level, right? Finally, I would like to advise you to step down quickly and take advantage of what I don't plan to do to you."

"..." A Zi choked and almost cried, but she still walked off the stage with tactful tact.

"Shh!" There was a boo around.

"Brother..." Her companion stepped forward and looked at her hurriedly: "Are you okay?"

A Zi sighed and shook her head and said, "My identity has been discovered. You don't have to call my elder brother anymore. You should call me Sister Zi back."

The other one was relieved when he heard this, held her arm affectionately, and said happily: "I just said it, it's awkward to call me brother, but Sister Zi, are we going like that?"

"No..." A little cunning flashed in A Zi's eyes: "We secretly follow them."

At this time, I also got off the stage. Today's challenge ended. I, who had won a great victory, now I am going to enjoy my victory fruits.

After a deliberate look, the little naughty was indeed gone.

Putting on the worn jacket, I turned to the back door.

Pushing open the back door, a sour smell of food mixed with the smell of vomit came in.

I frowned, took out a cigar again and lit it, and slowly walked towards the only street light in the long alley outside the back door, just because below, a slender figure leaned against the street light, gently turning the long-brimmed hood on his head with one hand.

"It seems that the opponent is very weak? You have nothing to do. I'm still wondering if I want to bury you on the ground if you die!"

"If you look carefully, you will find that I am not actually unscathed!" An elegant chuck came, and the white gloves pointed at a long mouth missing on the long brim of the hood.

"I just think that such a hat can do nothing but behave, and if it's a little sharper on the top of my head, I'll treat you as Dumbledore."

A white light flew past my ears with a cold breath, bringing a few hairs flying.

"It seems that you trust me very much now! I don't even hide from my scalpel. Should I be grateful for your trust?"

I shook my head and walked behind him. I saw a handsome yellow man sitting leaning on the wall of the back alley. His limbs were cut off, his eyes were dug out, his upper and lower lips disappeared completely, leaving only the mouth with teeth-destroying. Aside from his chest, a huge scar with the word "j" was still bleeding out.

Next to him, a blonde girl seemed to be penetrated by something from her forehead. At this time, she was hung on the wall like a piece of clothing. Until her death, her pupils were still filled with fear.

"Tsk tsk!" I shook my head and pointed at the yellow man: "I can imagine how your butcher's name came from when I saw him. You are really a human-faced and beastly heart."

"Haha!" Jacks smiled and said, "Thank you for your praise!"

I spread my hands and said speechless, then pointed to my mother-in-law who was nailed to the wall and asked, "Why don't you play with a torture?"

Jacks and Xi smiled and said, "I'm not curious about women's bodies. I prefer to study men's **, especially when they have a series of negative emotions such as anger, fear, and panic, and the trembling feeling from the internal organs to the muscles."

"Oh? Are you still a base?"

"Clang!" A scalpel hit my forehead, but the metal skull bounced away.

"I like to study the reasons for men..." Jacks walked out step by step, with a chilling pleasure in his voice, as if an otaku had completed the three must-dosses every day: "It's because I am also a man, and I need to overcome many negative emotions to keep improving! So killing is not my way of venting anger, but the driving force for my progress!"

I shrugged and said I didn't understand at all, because I didn't feel that I needed to understand a pervert who had the attributes of ** male protagonists.

"When Xiao Naughty and I came in just now, we killed fourteen guys with bad intentions, but it seems that those people are not adventurers, they should be instructed by adventurers, so you have to be more careful." He went further and further, and a gentle voice came from the darkness.

"Hey...you won't get lost!? I heard that Ji is usually blind!" I shouted.

"Ding!" A scalpel was bounced away by my skull again.

"Do your own business, Wolverine!"

Looking at his back as he was leaving, I felt a chill. What should I do if he was really a gay? I heard that beating was a kiss or scolding, and I was not enough to kick him. He was hit by a flying knife, but he saw this person...

Thinking of a cold war, he turned around and looked at the man lying on the ground and the mother next to him, and sighed helplessly.

"I don't even count the first blood. Is your strength too weak or that guy too strong?"
Chapter completed!