Chapter 18 Detailed

As soon as Feng Chen finished speaking, his body instantly burst up, like a gust of wind appeared in front of the bald man, grabbed the cold muzzle with one hand, and bent it into an exaggerated arc with a slight force.

The bald man subconsciously fired, but the muzzle of the gun was bent, the chamber of the gun exploded instantly, and countless fragments flew out from the body of the gun, sealing the dust until it was fine, but the hand of the bald man holding the gun was bloody and almost scrapped.

"Let's go." Feng Chen glanced at the bald man with a painful face, this is considered his bad luck, the chamber of the gun will actually explode, and the debris that pops up is no less lethal than the bullets that fly out, and there are five moaning men in black lying under his feet, Feng Chen didn't start again, this is already okay, and it's not a sea of blood and hatred that he has to kill him without leaving a piece of armor.

Mo Xiaolan nodded stupidly on the side, he was already stupid when he heard the explosion, and he must have been unable to avoid it when he was so close to Feng Chen, but now he is like a nobody telling him to go, but those men in black are lying on the ground and moaning in pain, what's wrong?

And Mo Xiaolan's live broadcast room broadcast this scene clearly, countless people felt incredible, they used to always see the picture of dodging bullets in the movie, but today Feng Dust gave them a wave of extreme operations in reality.

"The dust is very big, please accept the little brother's worship, this worship is not for glory and wealth, only for how to pretend to be forced!"

"The dust is on the top, bless me to pass the high school entrance examination smoothly!"

"How can you do this?"

"You are Tianjiao, why don't you fight in the Nine Heavens!"

……

The cool breeze pours into this secluded green road, and the sound of leaves is heard all around, making it seem extraordinarily peaceful.

Mo Xiaolan glanced at Feng Chen, glanced at his live broadcast room, and muttered with some embarrassment: "I know, you are really ......"

"Feng Chen, can you say a few words in my live broadcast room?" Mo Xiaolan plucked up the courage to ask, Feng Chen looked back with a puzzled expression, "Talk?" Say what? ”

"Stupid! Just say hello or something! ”

"Don't say it, it's not interesting." Feng Chen refused Mo Xiaolan with a cold expression, Mo Xiaolan stepped forward and grabbed Feng Chen's arm, the towering mountain peak on his chest grinded Feng Chen's arm, and said coquettishly: "Say it!" The dust is big! ”

"Anchor, your festival is gone!"

"Report it! Erotic anchors! ”

"Report it! Same as before! ”

……

Feng Chen had no choice but to nod, Mo Xiaolan instantly jumped happily like a little rabbit, she said like a reporter who was interviewing: "On behalf of the broad masses of the people, I ask you, Comrade Feng Chen, how did you dodge the bullet just now?" ”

"Bullets?" Feng Chen was puzzled, but in a blink of an eye, she understood what Mo Xiaolan meant, she thought that the bald man had dodged the bullet after shooting, so he shook his head and said, "I didn't hide, I just bent the barrel of that gun." ”

"Ale?"

Feng Chen picked up a pebble from the ground and said to Mo Xiaolan: "It's like this." ”

At this time, Mo Xiaolan closed his breath tightly, his eyes looked at Feng Chen's hand without blinking, and even the barrage that flew up became scarce at this moment, and everyone stared at Feng Chen in the live broadcast.

Sealing the dust arm forced, starting from the microcosm, penetrating through his solid skin into the incomparably bright red muscle fibers, thousands of fibers repeating a movement at this moment, miniaturizing, and stretching.

The cobweb-shaped mucosal fibers and a crimson tendon that runs through the arm tremble at high speed at an indescribable frequency, and this high burst of frequency and pulling, the power of the miniaturization is transmitted along the muscles, along the thinnest layer of tissue covering the hard bones, and finally into the hand, using the entire palm as the point of force, acting on the pebble held by the hand.

A gust of wind blew, and Feng Chen's palm was spread again, and the pebbles had turned into quicksand between his fingers, which was a real sand stone, and the size of the particles would never be called broken pieces.

This is the subtlety of power, the power that can shatter a house is infinitely smaller, it is easy to say but it is difficult to sit up and climb into the sky, even if you have the power to seal the dust, you can't turn pebbles into quicksand, this is an exaggerated degree of mastery of your own strength, which is indispensable for bones and strength. But Feng Chen still can't achieve the level of those true grandmasters, and the so-called "one feather can't be added, and flies and insects can't fall" is also explained to a certain extent.

If your strength can hammer a truck to pieces, but your bones and physical strength can't keep up, like a normal person, then sorry, your strength will destroy you in an instant; Let it go, you will destroy all the muscles and external tissues in your body, because evolution is not a seedling to grow, creatures can adapt to a certain environment for thousands of years to adapt to the environment, after countless generations of transmission, change can make new changes adapt to the environment, and the main god completely skips this step, forced adaptation and evolution, with points to force adaptation, for the reincarnation to force the increase in strength, speed, endurance, intelligence, etc., although the consequences can be invincible in a short time, it is wrong from the beginning.

Don't say that there is a training ground, all kinds of props to adapt, that's all a cult, not the right way, once you are forced to adapt by the main god, you can only give up, give up everything, and start again from scratch, can tell me which reincarnation has such courage? Change is the hardest part! Even if the main god is the same as existence from the beginning, but the reincarnation does not think so, the high-risk world, the terrifying task with a high mortality rate, which makes them lose their most basic judgment, of course, there are also geniuses and Tianjiao are not among them.

The real evolution has always been the individual, the individual drives the race, and the ontology is the greatest capital!

However, individuals and individuals have different ideas, different evolutionary paths, and everyone who dares to go down is a true warrior, and they must be respected regardless of the outcome.

On the contrary, it exists, and its four rules do not interfere with any evolutionary choices made by the host, so that the dust can be sealed step by step, and walk steadily on this path until the detransformation of each cell is completed, and the quantitative change leads to qualitative change, so as to achieve true evolution.

It can be exaggerated to say that the foundation of Feng Chen's foundation is as stable as a dog, not afraid of strong winds and waves, and his heart has become rock solid and unbeatable.

As the saying goes, "Man can be beaten, but never defeated." ”

Therefore, if you are not afraid of life and death, you have to walk.

……

Somewhere in Danjiang City, she was coldly dyed in a black special operations uniform, her shoulder-length short hair had covered her shaved shoulders, her face was unquestionable, and in front of her stood three reinforced company commanders, their bodies tense and straight.

"The target has appeared, is there an order to arrest it?"

Leng Ran shook her head, she was a little tired, after hearing that Feng Chen appeared in Danjiang again, she knew that Feng Chen was not dead, and from the picture from a certain anchor, it seemed that Feng Chen's state of meeting himself was at two extremes, one was white-haired, the wind and candle were in his last years, and the other was young and strong, and he was alive and vigorous.

So Leng Ran waved his hand, "You continue to pay attention to the target and be on call at any time, I'll just go alone." ”

"But you ......"

"Feng Chen and I are old acquaintances, and his things are still in my hands, don't forget what is behind us!" Leng Dye's willow eyebrows furrowed slightly, she felt more and more tired, the internal relationship of the military department was complicated, and countless branches and leaves and veins made her feel tired.

The three company commanders stopped talking, and their faces were expressionless, because behind them stood the country.

"Get me a car, I'll drive it alone." After Leng Ran finished speaking, she left the office with her slender legs, she looked at the scorching sunlight outside the window, and sighed in her heart.

"Dust Sealing...... I'd love to talk to you......"