Call...... Inhale, exhale...... Inhale, exhale...... Suck......

Gwen kept the rhythm of breathing again and again, over and over again, tirelessly, and layers of power were born from the blood, like ripples, entering the whole body.

In an instant, Gwen felt that her whole body was light, and as she breathed, her five senses became sharp.

She could see more things, hear lower sounds, and even feel the slight touch of the wind blowing across her body, rubbing against her skin.

In this state, she felt that she could do anything.

So when the gangster raised his pistol and snapped his finger, Gwen knew he was going to shoot.

So Gwen quickly turned sideways.

The bullet flew past her eyes and hit the door panel, and Gwen was so amazed that she didn't expect to be able to avoid the bullet.

However, the crisis has not yet been resolved.

Gwen knew this well, so she glared hard at the ground, her muscles exerting force, and with the help of the power born in her blood, she felt as if she had shed a layer of restraint.

The footsteps were as if they were about to fly.

With every step on the ground, you can run faster and jump higher.

However, she stubbornly restrained the idea of jumping, and rushed forward with light steps, rushing in front of the gangster almost instantly.

At the same time, the fighting skills in his dream flashed through his mind like flowing water.

Gwen rushed into the arms of the gangster almost instantly, and her right hand kept stretching back, like a taut spring, after pulling down a distance that could not be pulled, she suddenly relaxed.

In an instant, her fist, blessed by mysterious power, cut through the air and unleashed the most standard punch ever!

Touch!

The power of this punch condensed all her anger and uneasiness, as if the strength of her whole body was revealed, concentrated in one point, and then suddenly exploded. The surging power was released the moment it hit the human body, and the touch from the fist gave Gwen a heartfelt pleasure and excitement.

At this moment, she seemed to overlap with herself in her dreams.

The gun-wielding gangster opened his eyes wide and his mouth cracked open at the moment of intense pain, as if he wanted to let out a hysterical wail, but at this moment, he did not make any sound.

Because he lost his voice.

Immediately after that, there was a huge impact.

He couldn't imagine that a slender girl could make such a powerful fist, and this fist would be a hammer and smash it into his chest.

He slid backwards against the dining table, and the moment his body left the dining table, he fell to the ground with a thud. The intense pain made his brow tremble.

But he immediately rolled on the ground, endured the pain, got up from the ground, raised his palm and aimed at the seemingly weak girl, the daughter of old George.

Gwen Stacy slammed her opponent with a punch, then quickly backed away, grabbed the plate on the kitchen counter the moment the opponent got up, and turned towards the opponent.

On the other hand, before the gangsters could aim at each other, a plate flew over, drew an elegant arc in mid-air, and hit him on the wrist.

The gangster's wrist hurt, and the pistol in his hand fell, so he quickly stretched out his other hand to catch the falling pistol, and at this moment, another plate flew over, hit the pistol that fell in mid-air, and sent the pistol flying.

The gangsters couldn't help but be surprised.

The third plate arrived as scheduled, hit the gangster's forehead, and then shattered into a dozen pieces.

The gangster staggered back a few steps. Gwen sprinted forward a few steps, jumped slightly, crossed the one-meter-wide dining table, and kicked the gangster in the chest.

Once again, the gangsters were kicked out and flying.

This time it slammed into the wall, then threw it on the ground with a thud, and couldn't get up at all.

Gwen quickly turned, picked up the pistol that had fallen to the ground, and aimed it at the gangster.

"Don't move, or I'll shoot you."

The gangster couldn't help but stiffen and lay motionless on the ground.

Although he is cruel, he is not an outlaw who is not afraid of life and death, his cruelty is only to the enemy, not himself, on the contrary, he cherishes his life more than anyone else.

Gwen's mother, Helen Stacy, stood up tremblingly, looked at her daughter, and didn't know what to say for a moment. She didn't expect that her daughter, who had always been well-behaved in her eyes, would have such an excellent hand.

"When are you going to do this?" So she couldn't help but ask.

Gwen didn't know how to explain it for a while, she learned it in a dream, which is not scientific.

"Go get the handcuffs first, Mom."

Helen Stacy nodded hurriedly, went into the bedroom and took out the handcuffs hidden on the bedside table, returned to the living room, and handcuffed the gangsters.

In this way, both Gwen and Helen breathed a sigh of relief.

"Gwen, when the hell did you learn this?" Helen brought it up again, she just didn't understand when her daughter had learned this when she had grown up under her nose.

Gwen was at a loss, and couldn't say why for a while.

But neither of them noticed that the gangsters who were handcuffed by them, as if they had exhausted their donkey skills, lowered their heads and showed a hideous smile.

His hands were cuffed behind his back, releasing a hint of coldness.

The chill easily climbed up the handcuffs and froze them into ice.

He is a subordinate of the White Witch, and after allegiance to the White Witch, he gained supernatural powers, otherwise he would not have come to take revenge on George Stacy.

Although he was caught off guard by her daughter, he was not discouraged.

Because the one who wins, he is still the one who wins.

Taking advantage of the fact that the two women were not paying attention, he pulled hard, and the frozen handcuffs were suddenly broken into several pieces, and he threw himself at the two women after breaking free, and his hands released a powerful cold air.

At the last moment, Gwen sensed that something was wrong, turned her head and saw the gangsters rushing towards her and her mother, only to push her mother to the ground.

"Help!" Wang Bo gave an order.

Touch!

The closed door of the room was smashed to pieces in an instant, and a figure came in like lightning, and the second before the gangster touched Gwen, one hand pressed the gangster's head, and with an irresistible force, it slammed down to the ground.

only heard a loud bang, and the figure directly put the gangster's head on the ground.

The wooden floor exploded in an instant, cracks cracking open one after another.

The gangsters passed out almost silently.