"Pikachu~~"

The little yellow mouse croaked cutely, and stood upright and looked at Gnar with a curious expression.

The Assassin, who was so distraught that he had nowhere to vent, suddenly overlapped with the figure of the bald bandits......

"To hell with the dead rat!"

With a loud roar, he reached out directly and grabbed at the cute cute creature, intending to slap it flat to the ground to vent his hatred!

Suddenly

"Pickup - Qiu !!!!"

呲呲呲呲呲呲 magnetic ————!!!

Yes!!!!

The furious lightning beam instantly turned Gnawner's body into charcoal, but fortunately, this Pikachu did not belong to MP, only level 15, and its attack strength would not kill a level 20 assassin.

But it was easy to electrocute the assassin to the point of spasm of his limbs.

"Pi~~Ka~~~Qiu~~~!!"

Gna's pupils were a little dilated, and the low roar of the little yellow monster was heard in his ears.

Just when he wanted to struggle to sit up, he suddenly felt his chest sink, and when he fixed his eyes, he saw the cute little yellow mouse before, but at this time he had a black evil face, and at the same time showed a hideous smile, shook each other's paws, and stood in front of his chest in preparation for beating people

"Isn't it......"

Gnar looked at the little monster in front of him and was shocked, he wanted to move, but his whole body was so paralyzed that he could barely feel his fingers, "It's difficult..... Am I going to be ....... by a stinking rat the size of a palm?"

Syllable!!

Pikachu didn't say a word, and slapped him directly, half of Gnawner's cheek instantly sunken, and his head tilted to the side, and the force almost broke his neck.

I have to say, don't look at Pikachu's small stature, his strength has 15 levels, and his melee strength should not be underestimated.

The assassin who was forced by a slap never imagined that he would be crushed to the ground by a stinky rat to teach him to be a man.

"You...... You stinky rat, wait for me, if my fingers can, you ......."

Syllable!

Another slap was viciously thrown, and then a series of shadowless palms crackled like a shower all descended, and there were a variety of beating positions in between, such as straight punches and uppercuts, and if someone was present, a large amount of blood would be found splashing on Pikachu's face with a hideous smile from time to time.

After a while, when Pikachu lifted the Assassin's collar with one paw and clenched his fist with the other and was about to beckon, he suddenly found that there was no place to start—the Assassin's head was swollen like a pig's head.

"Rao...... Spare ....."

Gna, who spoke leaky, begged for mercy with his swollen huge eyelids towards the little yellow mouse standing on his chest and pulling at his collar in front of him, which would make outsiders not laugh to death, and the dignified intelligence community would actually be beaten to beg for mercy by a mouse, who would dare to believe it.

Believe it or not, anyway, Gnar really hopes that a kind passerby will come and help rescue him, otherwise he will really be beaten to death by this stinky rat.

"Where are you? Little Baby~~! Speak~~! ”

This is, an anxious voice came from a distance, and the moment when Pikachu standing on Gna's chest was about to strike again, as soon as he heard it, he immediately let go of the claws that were tugging on the assassin's collar, turned around and shouted into the distance: "Pikapi~!" ”

"Madame! Over there! ”

"Oops, hey!"

Hearing a large number of footsteps approaching around him, Gna breathed a sigh of relief, and was finally saved.

Lying on the ground, he barely opened one of his shrugging eyelids and turned his head to look at the appearance of his life-saving benefactor.

It was a big fat woman wearing a blue patterned cheongsam, a big red lip, and two purple eyeshadows, surrounded by four bodyguards in suits and sunglasses.

"Pikachu~"

The little yellow mouse jumped into the fat woman's arms at once, and screamed cutely, which was exactly the same as the previous ruthlessness.

This made the Assassin's eyes straighten, and most importantly, he could clearly see that Pikachu was screaming aggrievedly at the fat woman on the one hand, and the other side turned his head to look at him fiercely, and under that smirk, he raised a small paw and silently slashed at the assassin at the strength of his own neck, which was obvious metaphorically

"Hiss——!"

At this time, Gnawner's hair stood on end, but his body couldn't move at all, he could only whine in his mouth, and he could clearly see from Pikachu's evil eyes: this demon was planning to kill himself!

The bodyguard next to him glanced down at Gna, kicked and asked, "Who is this pig's head?" ”

"Pikapi!" Pikachu pointed at Gna and screamed.

"What? Did this pig's head bully you? ”

When the fat woman saw Pikachu's posture, she immediately screamed, then looked down at the assassin, gritted her teeth and scolded, "Okay, you lowly pig's head, even my little baby dares to move!" Kill him for me! ”

"Madame!"

"How dare you bully our little master?!"

"This pig's head is fat enough!"

A group of horses immediately surrounded the half-dead assassin and punched and kicked him, but Gerner could only endure it in silence, cursing in his heart: Wait for me! Wait for me! As long as I can get out! As long as I'm in one breath! You're all going to die! All have to die!!

After beating for a while, everyone found that the pig's head on the ground had fainted, and at this time, a sorcerer wrapped in a black robe marked with the word MP slowly walked towards the side of the alley......

..........

In the realm hall, Lott looked at the spy who was beaten to the point that he didn't even know his mother on the big screen in the distance, and said, "Give him some healing, don't let this kid hang up." ”

The sorcerer in the picture nodded, stretched out his hand, and suddenly, a layer of green light flashed all over Gna's body, and the lump on his face began to gradually fade - but because it was a small healing technique, he could only do so much - the dislocated arm and three ribs could not be recovered.

"That's enough, just drag him to the door of a black shop in charge of bones."

"Your Excellency." Vickers reminded him, "His energy index has soared to 400. ”

Anger is the main emotion, and this assassin is a level 20 high-end professional, so every time the energy surges up with 3 or 40 points, especially when he is ruthlessly attacked by Pikachu, it is estimated that his self-esteem has been hit, and his emotions have almost reached the limit.

"Beep~~~ It turns out that the energy extraction amount of high-level adventurers will be so large." Lott smiled and cocked Erlang's legs to look ahead and said, "Let's see how much ordinary people can have." Wix. ”

"Yes."

"Get the racetrack online."

"Yes, sir."