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It would be better if you didn't get nervous every once in a while - it would be rude to think that if it felt rude to say it, little Git would have to get out of Adele's arms, after all, it was always a bit abnormal for him to be held by a little girl like this. Although this little girl doesn't look very normal in itself, it shouldn't be the same thing, it's not the same thing, as if if he had to choose, he would prefer Adele to just carry him all the way to El Dorado.

But it wasn't just rude, Adele had to throw him on the ground and stomp on him a few times. Although he didn't care about being stepped on by Adele's feet, after all, he was still holding a suitcase in his arms, and the time was not quite right, so no matter how much he thought about it, he had to talk about it later.

But Adele didn't let him go down—or didn't give him a chance to go down. Within two seconds of the two of them ending the conversation, she suddenly leaned forward slightly, and threw Little Git's body upwards with both arms at the same time.

After temporarily sending the person in her arms away, Adele turned around sharply, grabbed straight forward with her hand, and firmly caught the vague stream that swept like arrows and cannonballs. With a dull crash, the vibrating air arced and spread, shaking the stout trees in the surrounding park a few times.

“……”

The white and delicate fleshy little hands were like inlays to block the steel-covered fist from the outside, and the strong and incomparable wind lifted Adele's hat head-on, exposing her hair. Opposite the pale hair and red eyes was another cold, emotionless mask of steel armor.

The strength of the hand exploded, Adele shook his fist back, swung his elbow upwards to open another punch of the opponent, raised his knee with one leg to receive the kick from the lower side, and his body seemed to be wrapped in a violent airflow, and his body was tilted forward as if he was drunk, and his hand touched the chest of the person without any power.

However, her seemingly non-threatening moment made the other party feel like a great enemy, crossed her arms and backblocked, and at the next moment of contact with the delicate palm, she retreated uncontrollably backwards as if she was hit head-on by an eight-wheeled truck, and then was picked up by several arms together, but the unloadable force still made several people stumble a few times, and almost sat on the ground.

Adele, who was basically motionless in place, jumped up and picked up Little Kitt again, and at the same time flew diagonally all the way to the thick branches of a big tree in the same direction, and turned her head to look down.

Five people - while he saved Jit, the other saved a total of four of his men. However, it also delayed his efforts a little, otherwise he would not have left time for her and little Kitt to talk.

Little Git was a little frightened. He was a little confused about the situation now, because he had just felt a little solid under his feet, and it turned out to be a tree trunk. But after being put down by Adele and standing firm, after seeing the people below, he instead narrowed his eyes behind his sunglasses and quickly calmed down.

Given the level of technology and insaneness per capita of the Star Era, it's not surprising that anything is outrageous - such as seeing a few burning cars in a pile in a tree-lined forest park, such as seeing a half-centenarian man in a comical metal combat uniform like a general on an interstellar battlefield.

Although he couldn't see his face, Little Git had already determined the identity of the other party - one of the strongest and most powerful Donfrie family law enforcement personnel in the Donfried family, who had just fought with Adele yesterday, and also a friend of Donfried himself and Bablore's many old qualifications, Old Man Carl.

It's just that Carl at this time is obviously very different from his usual well-known image. Like himself, he changed into a new outfit that was completely different from his normal style, and even more exaggerated than himself.

The set of ...... on him Little Git also knew that although it looked like a special tight-fitting armor with metal components on key parts, metallic luster from top to bottom, and striped streamers on the left and right shoulders, the essence of that thing was actually a set of exoskeleton power armor with very advanced production technology, which was a strengthened and upgraded version of the old power armor that had been used on a large scale on the interstellar battlefield - this is indeed an ironic thing, a weapon that should have been used in war, On the contrary, it was almost fully developed after the end of the war, and its popularity and influence were far less than those of his old predecessors.

However, even the top-notch exoskeleton armor should not be streamlined to such a ...... The level of fitness is almost as thin as an ordinary combat uniform. Unless, that's the kind of special feature version model that's specialized.

A flash of light flashed in his mind, and little Geet's eyebrows suddenly raised.

"'Kraken'? Is it a Kraken-type exoskeleton that focuses on speed and agility? ”

"Very knowledgeable, Mr. Jitter. If only we could have the same keen eye as you, we would be able to face up to your noble status and value earlier. ”

The familiar, polite magnetic voice of the old gentleman came from under the covered metal mask, and the old Karl, who reappeared in an unexpected way and image, bent down and saluted the little Git and Adele in the tree.

“…… Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't face it all the time. Little Kitt coughed dryly and rubbed his nose, "I don't mind—not at all." ”

"It's your business if you mind, but it's our business to be polite or not." Karl Sr. straightened up, one behind his back, and the other made what he thought was an elegant gesture, "I think it's necessary to give a well-qualified opponent the treatment of a matching status." This is basic respect. ”

"That's why you're going to- well, this dressed up today?" Little Jit gestured at Karby from afar, but finally didn't know how to describe the old guy who dressed himself as an interstellar mechanical ballerina. It would be rude for him to say what he was thinking in his heart.

"Because I just remembered that there is still this thing in the family that I can play with." Karl smiled lightly, then his voice quietly lowered, "After all, you are not the only ones who have business dealings with Manju Sahua. ”

Little Git was silent and hissed, feeling that it was difficult.

The current situation is indeed not optimistic. No matter how Carl tracked him down - there was no point in dwelling on this for now, because for whatever reason they had already arrived, and now it was the most important thing to think about the next step - and when he thought about it, all he could feel was Alexander.

As early as the Black Hole Era before the Star Era, the existence of superhumans had already begun to appear. As for the causes and specific effects, there are all kinds of them. Mutations, modifications, mechanical enhancements, biological experiments—in that chaotic era where even records are blurred, all kinds of strange things are constantly popping up like a blowout, and even the production and cultivation methods of the children of the Nether that can be mass-produced in the Star Era are said to be the product of a certain technological transformation that has been handed down from that period.

However, removing those abnormal ways, it is much more troublesome for ordinary people to obtain superhuman-level power - it is troublesome to say, but it is actually very simple to say simple, and the most important thing is to look at talent. If ordinary people want to surpass ordinary human beings, they must first surpass themselves, surpass life, surpass death, and surpass the limit, and then achieve explosive growth in breaking and standing again and again. And the root of all this is talent, plus the acquired training method, that is, the cultivation of physical arts.

Through the cultivation of physical arts, ordinary people can find an effective system exclusive to them to enhance and improve themselves, help themselves to surpass upwards, collide with limits, and reach new realms. But although there is a road, not everyone can run along it far, or that sentence, it depends on talent.

It's as if there are people who can't survive a week in a laboratory full of symbols, no matter how much they listen to or learn - in fact, that kind of people make up the vast majority - and people who are not gifted in physical skills are also caught in a lot of things, and it has nothing to do with physical skills themselves. Some gifted people, even if they learn those very, very simple and basic moves, can still break through and grow again and again in practical application, and finally achieve self-transcendence and transcend the limits of life. And those who don't have talent, even if they cultivate the top physical martial arts, they can't reach the point of strength, at most, they can only rely on skills that can't exert much power to achieve a little stronger than ordinary people.

As a result, for those who are not gifted, physical skills themselves will be very important, while for those who are gifted, physical skills are not very important. Because for them, there are no powerful physical skills, only strong people, even if it is a simple move, they can exert infinite power.

Such talents, although rare, are based on the huge population base, and the number of people who are finally born is still terrifying, but there are not too many top existences among them. And now, although it can't be attributed to bad luck, there is indeed such a person standing in front of Little Jit.

Even in a completely naked state, he can compete with Adele, who is the son of the Netherworld, and Carl's fighting power can only be described as terrifying. And now that he's wearing the Kraken exoskeleton armor that greatly increases his speed and agility, it's obvious that it's designed to counter the Nether Child's signature speed and one-hit kill, making him even more invincible.

As one of the closest people, Jritt has always had plenty of confidence in Adele, and the latter has basically never let him down. This time, however, he was less certain, and the scales of victory were no longer overwhelmingly tilted in their favor.

Sighing inwardly, Little Jitter tapped his forehead with his fingers closed.

"Miss, why are you asking me to come with you......"

If it were Adele herself, she might still be able to get out calmly with the goods, but since her own oil bottle is here, that option is naturally no longer possible.

And at that moment, he felt Adele pull him aside, and the rabbit face leaned over to this side.

"I entangled him," she said, "and I entangled him, and he couldn't get out." He can't defeat me, you take things with you. ”