Chapter 14, I want safflower oil!

Han Qianye flies in the air, and there are still some who are not used to it, because these wings are difficult to control.

Hey, the Douhuang strong man is terrifying.

After a while, Han Qianye was able to fully control the wings.

At first, it was very jerky, but later on, it felt like a part of the body, and it could be freely controlled.

Han Qianye used the power of space to create a miniature wormhole that directly passed through the barrier of the battleship.

Turning to look at the barrier, he said, "The power of space is really useful. ”

This battleship is very large, but as a second-generation super soldier, Han Qianye now has the strength to directly destroy this battleship.

Han Qianye raised his long sword and aimed it at the battleship, and those pair of sapphire eyes also emitted an ice-blue pale light.

The next moment, the battleship, which made the military extremely annoyed, was directly frozen in ice.

The laser-firing instruments in the sky also fell to the ground.

The gluttonous soldiers who were riding in the airship fell to the ground because the airship was cut off from the battleship.

Click!

I thought it would be over, but who knew that the ice on the frozen battleship would shatter one after another.

The massive steel body of the battleship shattered like ice.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the task and getting a reward lottery ticket and 500 points."

After the battleship shattered, Han Qianye felt as if the strength of his whole body had been drained.

Although he was a little out of strength, he still insisted on flying back to the city and landed in a place where no one was around.

Han Qianye leaned on the wall with one hand and said, "This move can't be used often in the future, it's too exhausting." ”

Although there were no people in the place where he was, there was a night market a few hundred meters away.

What I want to do most after losing my strength is to find a place to eat.

But he touched his trouser pocket.

Cleaner than the face.

Do you want to do it again?

"Hey! Boy, get out of your valuables! Hurry up! A thug with yellow hair on his head and a dagger in his hand shouted loudly not far from Han Qianye.

At this time, Han Qianye showed a pleasant smile.

Dozing off and coming to the pillow, I just had this idea, but this group of good children came to give money.

Hey, I'm sorry if you don't accept these guys.

Han Qianye looked at these gangsters, one with white hair, one with purple hair, and one with red hair.

These bastards are all holding things in their hands, baseball bats, daggers, and even pans!

"Hey, what do you want?"

The yellow-haired gangster's expression was a little displeased: "Something valuable!" ”

Then he saw Han Qianye clearly and said again: "Yo, boy, your hair is dyed well, but it's still not as good-looking as mine, hahahaha!" ”

The little brothers around also laughed, I don't know if they have something wrong with their brains and are crazy all day long.

Bai Mao: "Hahaha, the eldest brother's hairstyle is handsome!" ”

Purple hair: "A hairstyle is awesome!" Kill all men in seconds! ”

Redhair: "66666." ”

Han Qianye feels like eating a fly, and I haven't dyed my brother dei's hair, it's a long black hair, how do I know how it changes color, it's so good.

"Are you sure?" Han Qianye asked.

Without waiting for the yellow-haired gangster to speak, the little brother next to him spoke first: "Big brother, this guy is in our Sichuan dialect, call Huazi to jerk off, beg jer to call!" ”

"Ouch, that's good, you're okay kid," the yellow-haired thug patted his little brother's head and complimented.

Han Qianye is embarrassed, and sure enough, where there are people, there are treasure dragons, and these non-mainstream are really enough.

The yellow-haired thug picked up the knife and pointed it at Han Qianye at this time: "Boy, the joke has also been made, take out the valuable things!" ”

Han Qianye also made a move at this time, snatched the gangster's dagger in an instant, and then knocked the yellow hair to the ground with one punch.

Although the state is not good, it is still very easy to deal with these guys.

The little brother in the back was not happy, so he also rushed up, with a fierce momentum, like a million heroes crossing the Yangtze River! It seems that life and death are downplayed, and death is regarded as home!!

Two seconds later......

"Oh, big brother, spare me, my nose is swollen!" A purple-haired thug covered his face and screamed.

"Pain, pain, pain, big big brother, don't kill me! I'm going to give you all the money! A red-haired thug fell to his knees and begged for mercy.

The white-haired gangster stood up and said seriously: "Little brother, leave a line in life, and ..... every day."

Bang!

Before the thug finished his day, he was kicked down by Han Qianye again, and said, "Rinima! ”

Han Qianye looked at the gangsters on the ground lightly, with disdain on his arrogant face.

"Take out something valuable." The sound is like cold, and the words are like clear ice.

The thugs didn't hesitate and hurriedly took out their things.

This time, the cash adds up to more than 2,000, and there are some accessories or something, almost 6,000.

Hey, what a nice guy!

Han Qianye was about to leave, and the yellow-haired thug shouted, "Don't go!" ”

"What for?" Han Qianye thought that this bastard had itchy skin.

The yellow-haired thug covered his pig's head and said in a deep voice: "I don't want your things anymore, now, I just want you to leave one thing!" ”

"What's that?"

"Red! Flower! Composed! ”

The yellow hair is word-by-word, sonorous and powerful.

The audience was stunned.

Han Qianye stayed for a while before he said, "I don't have this thing, can I give you money to buy it yourself?" ”

The yellow-haired gangster pondered for a while, waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, just give you a face, and bring the money." ”

So, Han Qianye took out seven coins and gave them to the yellow-haired gangsters: "Six yuan and five bottles of safflower oil, and the remaining five cents to buy a pack of spicy strips to replenish the body." ”

"Thank you, brother!"

Then the yellow-haired gangster left happily with white-haired, purple-haired, and red-haired hairs.