"Stop! Where's your Adeptus Discipline?"

Seeing this, the man in the trench coat shouted angrily, and a pair of legs with black boots gradually increased in frequency, slowly began to blur, flashing and flashing, and the whole person's figure flashed forward in an instant as if teleporting.

The bald muscular man looked back, his eyes revealing a touch of ruthlessness, "The surname is Zhang, you forced me." ”

Looking at the bald head that was running towards him at high speed, with a fierce face, this made Yi Zi'an subconsciously throw down his schoolbag and run back.

Listening to the sudden "whirring" sound, Yi Zi'an couldn't help but look back.

The speed at which the bald muscular man ran towards him slowed down significantly, but his slowly outstretched left hand slowly began to enlarge and lengthen.

The cyan veins are swollen and bulging, the pores are faintly visible, and the hairs are dense like dense thorns.

Yi Zi'an, whose pupils were dilated, suddenly exploded, and his speed rose at another level, Yi Zi'an felt that if he went to participate in the school sports meeting at this speed, he would be the first place safely!

Human potential is really infinite, but it is forced!

Feeling as if he was out of danger, Yi Zi'an looked back, only to see the man in the trench coat approaching the bald man as if he was hanging up, his feet were in the wind.

And the bald man sensed the approach behind him, looked at Yi Zi'an, who looked back in front of him as if he was full of provocative curiosity, gritted his teeth, and his left arm shook slightly.

In an instant, the bald man fell to the ground, but his left arm was still stretched forward.

"Ahh

His arm swelled and elongated in another level.

"Poof, poof. ”

The violently strengthened arm veins and veins exploded one after another blood flowers, but they still stretched out towards Yi Zi'an unrelentingly.

The bald man lying on the cyan stone brick road was panting loudly and looking at Yi Zi'an fiercely: "Little rabbit cub, even you dare to laugh at labor and capital, and give labor and capital death!"

Yi Zi'an, whose pupils were dilated, listened to this, and silently shouted in his heart that his mother was selling batches.

I just looked at the freshness, where the provocation was made, and looked at the giant hand chasing after me, walking according to the snakeskin of experience in the canyon.

"What the!"

The man in the trench coat, who finally arrived, stretched out his fist the size of a casserole and slammed it on the bald man's shoulder.

"Poof!"

The bald man who spit out a mouthful of blood looked at the arm that had not caught up for a long time and was unwilling, "Labor and management are no longer alive, don't think about it, give the master death!"

"Bang!"

The bald man's intact right hand suddenly exploded inexplicably, and the already giant left hand was strengthened like never before.

I saw a pair of arms with a big wheel appear directly beside Yi Zi'an as if they flashed, slowly rising, and then opened their palms and slapped them downward.

The sun, which was originally blocked by the surrounding walls, disappeared in an instant, and a huge palm vaguely appeared on the ground, covering Yi Zi'an's entire person.

Feeling the smell of sweat leaking from the giant palm getting closer and closer, more and more pungent, Yi Zi'an was unwilling for a while, and ran forward desperately.

I can't dodge it, and the palm of my hand drops very quickly.

I was actually shot to death by someone else like a mosquito.

This is too different from what I imagined, too unseemly.

Thinking that when others came to his tomb for Yi Zi'an in the future, he raised his mobile phone and scanned the QR code on the tombstone, and the mobile phone screen jumped out of Yi Zi'an's glorious life, but in the end, it was a generation of Jie Yi Zi'an who fell under the slap.

......

Do I still have to give the to this?

Don't I want to lose face?

Yi Zi'an's eyes, whose expression was gradually hideous, widened unprecedentedly, his face began to turn red, his hairs stood up one by one, and he felt that his palm was getting closer and closer, and Yi Zi'an had a pimple.

Yi Zi'an, who was doing his best, even felt that his thighs, which had exceeded the limits of his human body due to his strong running, were trembling slightly.

Feeling something faintly touched in his hair, the desperate Yi Zi'an looked up.

Yi Zi'an, who remembered that he didn't know what his ability was, roared angrily, "Come out for me, I'm going to take the dog, let's go!"

"Puff~"

It is like a pebble gently falling into the water, startling a ripple wave, and it is like a Häagen-Dazs ice cream suddenly being brought into the mouth on a hot summer day, and it is also a bit like the sage time after strenuous exercise, and it is suddenly boring.

But in fact, there was no sound, nothing happened, but Yi Zi'an suddenly appeared a meter away.

"Bang!"

The giant palm slammed into the cyan street, stirring up countless cyan stone fragments, and the dust raised also filled the entire space at once.

And our poor classmate Yi Zi'an didn't seem to be taken care of by Lady Luck, although he avoided the fate of being shot to death, but the sound of the giant palm smashing to the ground still pushed Yi Zi'an into the distance, and a lot of rubble chips splashed everywhere also flew towards Yi Zi'an.

"Chop!"

Looking at the dust raised in the distance, an ordinary simple pursuit actually caused such a big accident, and there were also ordinary deaths, and the key appeared at this juncture, the windbreaker was not manly, raised his fist and slammed it towards the shining head.

Once a person is angry, even looking at a bald head is so an eyesore.

The bald man looked at the angry man in the trench coat, then rolled his eyes to look at the dust in the distance, smiled, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Dog, dog's legs, you, look at me, you look at my dick!"

"Look at you xx", the man in the trench coat who burst into a foul mouth raised his boots fiercely and kicked the bald man on the ground.

"Not shooting at ordinary people is a basic rule accepted by paranormals, you ......"

The bald man who had made a few turns on the ground coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"He's going to die, I care about him flooding, hehe, hey, he's enough!"

Seeing that the dust in front of him was about to settle slowly, the bald man grinned and said: "Master, Lord is enough, this, this is the eleventh, no loss!"

The man in the trench coat, who couldn't hold back, ran forward again and kicked him hard.

"Ahem!"

A sound suddenly pierced through the dust in the distance.

The man in the trench coat looked ahead with a solemn face, and the bald man also looked forward with his mouth open in surprise.

The dust fell, and gradually became clear, and a boy in a black and white school uniform covered his mouth with one hand, coughing as he walked, and walked out step by step with his crutches.

Grizzled and dirty, the school uniform was scraped with black marks one by one, and a trace of red blood oozed from the arm.

Looking at the bald man lying on the ground not far away with a pool of blood, Yi Zi'an was shocked and angry, which made him want to run over and beat him, and wanted to ask him, where did he Yi Zi'an offend him?

But looking at his two sparse arms, as well as the unknown but full of aura black trench coat man next to him, Yi Zi'an flinched, and even wanted to run.

The bald man is a genuine stranger, and it is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp to force this uncle into such a trench coat man.

Thinking like this, Yi Zi'an hesitated for a moment, but remembered that he seemed to have heard the words "Guild of the Strangers", so he staggered forward, picked up the schoolbag thrown on the ground, and slowly returned the same way, intending to go back from the place where he came in.

The man in the trench coat breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Yi Zi, who was not much troubled.

It's good that no one died, otherwise it's really hard to explain.

Looking at Yi Zi'an, who limped to the other end,

"Wait a minute!"