Chapter 8: The Tongue

As long as you take it step by step, anyone can learn to 'read', that is to say, there is no threshold for the cultivation of the ability to read, and as long as you master the method of practice, anyone can learn 'mind'. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

However, 'reading' is broad and profound, and it is not difficult to learn, but it is difficult to master.

Law is not a reckless man, and responds to Marza's provocation for two reasons.

First, he wanted to verify the effect of 'entanglement', and second, he could feel that the 'qi' overflowing from Marza's body was extremely small, and it was still in the ranks of ordinary people.

The result of the verification was that Law easily caught the punch that seemed to have good power, so he was satisfied, but Marza was not happy.

"Stinky little ghost, die to Lao Tzu!"

Malgen didn't want to think about why his fist with all his strength was so easily blocked, and in front of everyone's eyes, he only felt unbearable shame, and only wanted to hammer Luo into minced meat with a single punch.

Human's never-ending thoughts can give themselves thoughts that are far beyond their capabilities, such as at this moment, Marza's strength is certainly strong, but it is absolutely impossible to hammer Luo into minced meat with a single punch.

However, when putting the purest malice into action, sometimes you push the limits of what you can achieve a little bit.

At this moment, the malice that emerged from the bottom of Malza's heart turned into killing intent, he really wanted to kill Luo, maybe he still regarded Luo as an outsider, so he didn't care about one of the iron rules of Meteor Street at all.

If this punch full of killing intent is implemented, it can hurt Luo, who has covered his upper body with a thin layer of 'qi'.

Law realized the danger, and it was a stark contrast, the first punch that seemed to be full force was obviously not very good, but the second punch that Malza hammered down contained a feeling that made him very unhappy.

It's because... He wants my life?

At this very dangerous moment, Luo actually fell into thought, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.

He wondered why the argument over a middle finger had made the other party want to kill him, because this was Meteor Street, or was the strong man in front of him himself a brutal man?

So, when the other party wants to kill himself, what level of counterattack should he make.

Returning the other way?

Around the area, there were about eighty people watching the excitement from the residents of Meteor Street, and when they saw that Marza seemed to lose his mind and wanted to kill the little white face, they all showed excitement.

"Luo!" March staggered a few steps before steasing his figure, and saw that Luo didn't react at all to Marza's murderous punch, and suddenly became anxious.

At this moment, she didn't realize why she was anxious for Luo, who she had known for a short time, maybe because Luo still owed her a lot of money for food, or maybe she thought that Luo hadn't brought her the value she deserved.

Luo's thinking came up with an answer in less than 0.5 seconds.

There is no doubt that the other party really wants to kill him, but he does not intend to return the favor in the other way.

Because the other party is just an ordinary person, the result of his thinking is aimed at ordinary people.

He gave two options, one is to withstand the opponent's punch and then abolish the opponent, and the other is to spare the opponent as long as the opponent stops.

Even if one day the hands are covered in the blood of the same kind in the event of necessity, at the very least, the motive for this outcome cannot be the moment.

To decide life and death just because of a terrible cheap dispute is undoubtedly to devalue one's own thoughts.

It's like... In the absence of tools, the use of your hands to handle the ingredients in order to eat delicious food will be contaminated with a strong fishy smell, and your hands will be cut a lot, which is not a cost.

However, the result is to dig up a lump of stool, which is uncomfortable.

"Stop. ā€

Luo raised his head and met the fist that came with the wind, his eyes were cold.

Tongue - Declare thoughts to the mouth.

When Marza met Luo's cold and deep eyes, a chill of frozen bones suddenly eroded his whole body.

In just a split second, he came to the conclusion that if he didn't restrain the anger in his heart, when the fist reached the end... He's going to die!

So, this inexplicable conclusion made Malza, who didn't want to die, forcibly stop his fist, at this time, the fist was only a few centimeters away from Luo's eyes, and from beginning to end, Luo stared at the fist calmly, and his expression did not have a trace of waves.

Because of the proximity, Rowe could see that Marza's fist was shaking slightly, and the amplitude continued to increase.

The aftermath of just two words, "stop", was like a sledgehammer striking a bell at all costs, and the terrifying noise produced made a mess of Marza's thoughts.

"I... In fear?" Malza's face was confused, he stopped his fist, but did not withdraw it, and the trembling of his body became more and more obvious.

I can't understand the reason for the fear, but I have a sense of happiness for the rest of my life, and this contradictory feeling is like a saw cutting through steel, making a sour and screeching sound, which is very uncomfortable.

This is 'Nian', the insurmountable boundary between superhumans and ordinary people, just a word or even a look can kill ordinary people.

"Oh, uncle is so obedient, it's a pity that I don't have any candy, otherwise I'll reward you with one. ā€

Luo's cold expression gradually retracted, and he turned to a hippie smile, he let go of the hand that grabbed Malza's right fist, jumped lightly, jumped onto Malza's outstretched strong arm, and then squatted on his knees, so that his eyes were level with Marza.

Looking at Luo's smiling face, Malza's eyes fluttered rapidly, and beads of sweat seeped from his forehead and slid down his cheeks.

The reason for the fear is not incomprehensible, and the answer that can be drawn should be very simple, that is, the child in front of him, who looks only about ten years old, is very dangerous, and he cannot afford to provoke it.

"Uncle. Luo stretched out his hand and patted Marza's head, lowered his voice and smiled: "Don't appear in front of us in the future, is it okay?"

Marza's face trembled slightly, and his mouth slowly opened and closed, and he couldn't even say a complete sentence.

The surrounding residents of Meteor Street were all shocked, a second ago Marza's fist was very determined, and the idea of wanting to kill Luo was undoubtedly obvious, but when Luo said "stop", Malza immediately stopped his fist and did not move.

The most outrageous thing is that Luo gently patted Marza's head with his hand in the same way as a pet, but the latter did not react at all.

Combined with cognition, this scene is incredible, like Little Red Riding Hood slapping the head of a giant bear that is a hundred times more ferocious than the big bad wolf, but the giant bear does not have the slightest action to tear Little Red Riding Hood alive.

They probably knew the character of Marza, so they really couldn't understand the scene in front of them, could it be that the little white face did something?

March also couldn't understand how Marza's character, in a state of rage, could honestly listen to Luo's words and stop acting immediately, let alone make people pat her head so shamefully, she suppressed the doubts that rose in her heart and walked over.

"What did you do?" said March, putting away the thin thread, a puzzled expression.

"Uncle, if you don't speak, you will be treated as a default. ā€

Law stretched out his hand again and patted Marza's cheek, then jumped down, looked at March and smiled: "He didn't move for some reason, and I don't know why." ā€

"Do I look stupid?" said March, staring at Law.

"Hah..."The corners of Luo's mouth twitched slightly, and he smiled slightly awkwardly.

"That's... Can I move?" Malza really wanted to find a place to get in, he looked at Luo cautiously, and in order to leave quickly, he mustered up the courage to say this sentence with great difficulty.

Luo looked up at him, thought for a moment, and said lightly, "Before we leave, you can keep this action." ā€

March's brows furrowed slightly, and the doubts in her heart were even greater, she glanced at Luo, and then at Marza, who seemed to be suppressing her fear, and suddenly said, "He is very afraid of you." ā€

Luo smiled and said nothing, in fact, he probably knew that the reason why the other party became like this was nothing more than the result of 'reading'.

"If you tell him not to move, he won't move. March suddenly pinched his finger bone, his face calm.

Luo shrugged his shoulders and said, "Let's just say that, ignore him, let's go to the landfill quickly." ā€

"Well, I got it. ā€

March nodded slightly, and her petite body suddenly jumped up, and a volley of whip legs slapped Malza's right cheek, and with a muffled sound, it was a kick that sent the tall Marza flying a distance of about a meter.

Luo subconsciously opened his mouth and looked at the little Lori in front of him who exuded a cold breath.