Chapter 3: The Energy of Light

After Li Jianyin left, the landlord rushed up violently, saw the cracked wall, and asked for hundreds of oceans directly from Du Hong.

Du Hong was stunned in an instant!

"This bastard, his heart is dark, isn't it just a little cracked, and he actually took the opportunity to pit Lao Tzu for hundreds of oceans, the second Olympics!"

Thundered......

As soon as the words fell, the wall that was just cracked "a little" collapsed instantly, and a half-human-high hole appeared~

Du Hong smiled with relief, now it is worth the money, and the unhappiness of being cheated is a little lighter.

After that, he didn't care about the broken wall and went straight into the room.

Through Li Jianyin's matter, he now has reason to suspect that the two pineapples he ate before were devil fruits, which is amazing, and he has to figure it out as soon as possible.

And after three days, Du Hong can be regarded as having gained.

He found that there was indeed a mysterious energy dormant in his body, and he could already mobilize it initially, although it was not much, but it also made him happy.

"Ahaha, Uncle Ben is really extraordinary, it turns out to be the energy of light, cool!" An unkempt figure crawled out of the room, lying on the floor and smirking.

However, he felt that he was going to die, if he had to be entangled, how did he die?

- That must be hungry!

First he slept at home for five days, and then locked himself up in his room for three days, during which time he did not get a drop of water or rice, and if it were an ordinary person, it is estimated that the corpse is now smelly......

In order not to starve to death, Du Hong endured his weakness and got up from the floor, rummaging through the cabinets for a long time, but he only found a small half bottle of Coke, which was completely useless to drink.

"No, no, if it goes on like this, it will be a tragedy, if it is really like that, my reputation will be ruined!"

It doesn't matter.

The most important thing is that if you die, who will save those beautiful girls in the world~

Thinking of this, Du Hong instantly became energetic, opened the window and jumped out, it is worth mentioning - this is the fifth floor.

But don't worry, he wasn't trying to kill himself.

The moment he made contact with the ground, his whole body shattered, but the imaginary tragic scene did not appear, but turned into a cloud of light of different sizes, floating in the air.

In the past three days, he has also developed some of his own abilities, although elementalization is not something he can control now, but it will still automatically turn into light at critical moments, and ordinary damage will not have much effect on him.

"Ouch, I'll make it! Hurt... Hurt... It hurts grandpa! Du Hong returned to his original state, baring his teeth and gasping for air.

Although the contact between the flesh and the ground was only for a moment, in the end, it was touched, and the real pain made his head full of cold sweat.

While rubbing his chest, Du Hong dragged his weak body towards the nearest restaurant, and received a lot of disdainful glances along the way because of his beggar-like image.

When he finally came to a roadside restaurant, he was so excited that his snot was about to come out!

"Boss, a bowl of egg fried rice, a bowl of chicken fried rice, a bowl of minced meat and eggplant fried rice, make a profit." Du Honghui often ordered three things in one breath with momentum. He wanted big fish and meat, but unfortunately Grandpa Mao didn't allow it, and his Grandpa Mao went to the landlord as a guest three days ago.

"Eh~ Okay, little brother, wait a minute!"

The shopkeeper was a slightly chubby middle-aged woman, and her heart was still very good, and she didn't dislike it because the people who came in were sloppy, so she helped him make three bowls of fried rice as soon as possible.

Du Hong was really hungry, and he estimated that if there was really a hell, the starving ghosts inside would take a detour when they saw him.

It's so violent!

The three bowls of fried rice were all swept away in less than a minute, and the remaining customers and their little friends in the store were completely stunned.

"Ah~ comfortable!" Duhong groaned and burped at the same time. For the first time ever, I felt that it was such a refreshing thing to have a full meal.

"Boss, how much?"

The aunt inside smiled kindly at him, "Young man, I invited you this time, it shouldn't be easy to see your appearance!" ”

What do you say......

Isn't it easy? The proprietress had a good heart and did not tell the truth, and with the image of Du Hong, she would be able to quickly integrate into the environment if she was thrown into an African refugee camp.

What to do with Duhon? Is he the kind of person who doesn't pay for what he eats? Is he the kind of guy who eats and leaves? Clearly - he is not.

So he politely said "thank you" to the kind proprietress before leaving in style!

But he didn't go far, not that his conscience found out that he was going to wash the dishes and pay off the debt or something, but the sound of smashing and screaming from behind him stopped him.

When he turned around, he saw the scene inside the restaurant where he had eaten.

A few young people with dyed hair were smashing things viciously, and the proprietress was sitting helplessly in a corner with her forehead covered, and there were not many onlookers, but unfortunately no one stepped forward to stop them.

"Ouch-groove, you grandchildren tell grandpa I'll stop!" Dujon quickly ran over and shouted to stop him, but - no one was birding him!

It doesn't matter if the "salute" of salute first and then soldier fails, what matters is that the birds are not birds?

Does this sound like a word?

Du Hong gave himself the conclusion that it was not true, so he became angry, picked up a broken chair leg and smashed it at the back of a young man, the other party may not have thought that someone would dare to meddle in things, and he was directly knocked out by a dull stick without any defense.

"Okay, the road is uneven and roars~~ The hero knocks out his hand with a stick!" A certain Water Margin fan who was watching roared at the broken gong, shocking the four seats......

At the same time, the young people who were confused by Du Hong's sudden action were also shocked to come back to their senses.

"You kid, fucking death, huh!" The young man who came back to his senses did not do it immediately, but really pretended to be forced as written in the novel, and posed one by one in a pose that he thought was very model.

Looking at the few fierce guys opposite, Du Hong just wanted to laugh for Mao?

But he didn't laugh, but turned his hand and swept it with a stick, others were stunned and posed that it was someone else's business, what he had to do was to try to knock down these two goods~

Bang......

There was a muffled sound, representing the glorious fainting of another great gangster comrade.

"I got a cao, this kid is really looking for death, get him!" Pretending to be unable to force it, the remaining three young people broke out, each with a bench, and smashed it according to Du Hong, but they were not worried at all about whether there would be any deaths if they were smashed like this.

"Damn,,, don't slap your face, you have wood and quality!?"

It turns out that the head-to-head confrontation Du Hong is far from being the opponent of the three battle-hardened gangsters, although his body has improved to a certain extent after eating the devil fruit, but he still belongs to Fan Tao, a normal person.

The time of the fight was very short, and Du Hong could only fight guerrilla warfare with these simple-minded young people, but there were a few bruises on his face, and he looked one step closer to the image of African refugees.

"Stop!" Suddenly there was a stop from outside the crowd of onlookers.

The three thugs are chasing after each other, but there is an uneven road? Isn't this looking down on us, Niang Xipi!

Du Hong looked outside, it turned out to be an acquaintance, and he suddenly moved, "-man, I order you to give these deflated cubs to Lao Tzu to lie down, remember, don't slap your face!" He gritted his last sentence very hard and gritted his teeth.

The person who came to stop it was Li Jianyin, and when he saw his dead friend being beaten into this bear-like picture, he was instantly angry.

Grandma is a bear, Brother Hong has always beaten me, when will it be someone else's turn to beat him?

It's just ...... Well played~~ Hey, hey, hey!

But he also has a black belly, for these gangsters, he naturally will not let go, the iron fist appeared instantly, and in three or two strokes, a few little deflated boys who have been scared out of their hearts will be beaten by the farts and urine, especially their faces, they are all taken care of, and they are all pigs' heads!

Li Jianyin's understanding is still quite high, he knows that if he really listens to Du Hong's words, he must not slap his face, then he will go back to the custody of the pig's head......