Almighty Cultivation Supreme

The man smiled at Wanda and Pietro, then turned and walked away.

"Sister!" Seeing the man's back, Pietro quickly and fiercely squeezed Wanda's hand. So that Wanda also returned to normal.

"What happened to me?" Wanda also quickly returned to normal, looking around with a confused look.

"You didn't know what affected you!" Petro spoke: "It's the man who left." ”

She looked to the side, and Wanda saw the door the man leaning on, scrawled 'Do Not Enter' in bright paint.

The man smiled at Wanda and Pietro again, then walked inside.

"Come along!" Wanda decided.

"Sister, is there really no problem? I'll run inside. "Pietro knows just how fast he is. It may only take a second to completely solve all the things of viewing.

"You wait here for a while." Petro decided to speak. Although Wanda is an older sister, she was born only a few seconds earlier than Pietro, and in life, Pietro has always taken care of her.

Immediately, he didn't care what Wanda's reaction was, and disappeared in an instant.

Petro was fast, even faster as he got older. Although it has not yet reached the future hours of hundreds of thousands of kilometers, casual round-trip to the past and future within a month. But the current speed is not visible to the naked eye.

The door to the room opened and closed quickly, and Pietro maintained his speed, which a normal person could not see.

Pietro walked into the room, which was a storage room. He looked behind him as he heard a faint moan.

He walked along the man's stroll, unaware that he was being followed.

The man walked through the locker, ignoring the man who was now kissing wildly, and then opened the room again and onto another dance floor in the bar.

The man didn't pay much attention to it, but Pietro felt embarrassed.

As an adolescent and a first-time bar, he was shocked by the madness of the bar for the first time, and felt like he had really come to the adult world. He always felt that there was a strange substance in the air, infecting his senses.

The man continued walking, and Pietro carefully kept track of his speed.

In fact, Pietro always felt that he had been exposed. He didn't know why he thought that, he just felt it.

Passing a long dance floor once more, the man walked out the back door of the bar.

Because they had to wait for the man to open the door and go outside. So Pietro distanced himself from the man.

When the man walked out, Pietro waited another two seconds before stepping out of the door. Unlike the queue of people coming and going at the front door, there are no people at the back door. The whole street was empty. There were only two people standing in the doorway, looking like they were discussing something.

One of them is a blonde man stalked by Pietro, and the other is an old Asian man with black hair.

The blonde man didn't know what to say at the end, and then at the same time he and the old Asian man turned his head and looked at Pietro.

"What's your name?"

The blonde man turned and smiled. The street is a dim light, shining on the dirty road. There were piles of discarded wires on the floor, broken glass disco flashes from the back door of the bar, and discarded paint jars.

"Petero, Pietro Maksimov." As if bewitched, Pietro subconsciously stopped running quickly, showed his figure, and then spoke.

"It's a good name." The man walked up to him, carefully stepping over the bottles and vomit on the ground. In the dim light, he looked a little translucent, faded in color, and looked like an angel.

It should be a pleasure for him to fall in love with him. Pietro unconsciously crossed such thoughts in his mind. But in the next moment, he realized that he had a problem.

"What the hell did you do to me?" He looked at the man warily.

"What did I do to you, you ask?" He laughed and covered his mouth with his hands. It seems to be wearing a bracer on his arm, just below the cuff of his sleeve. But when he got close enough, ordinary people realized that it was not a bracer at all, but a tattoo imprinted into the skin, starting from the neck of the hand and spreading inside, like a strange spell.

"I want to you! And the little girl next to you. The man smiled wickedly in Pietro's eyes. After the man's words were finished, Pietro felt that the special feeling in his body was getting stronger and stronger, and a kind of power was penetrating into his body, and a stream of air was running regularly in his body at a rapid speed.

"I really didn't expect that once the mutants used the Qi Mind Method, they would actually develop such a strong Qi from the beginning." The man's voice was full of admiration: "If it weren't for the inner ghost of the Hunter Guild, I really wouldn't have thought of such a way to expand the number of Inhumans with the contractors Digimon are looking for, and every qualification is one in a million!" ”

"You ......" Pietro subconsciously felt bad, he was still a teenager, and the first thing he thought of was to run away.

But at this time, he couldn't finish his words. The man lunged at him with lightning speed, then stretched out his hand and struck him in the chest.

If he had been an ordinary human, he would have fallen to the ground. But Petro subconsciously used his mutant ability and dodged the man's slap very quickly. Staggered out of the way.

"Forget your speed." The man smiled and spoke, then flipped his wrist and saw something more in his hand. A whip that glows white.

The whip was drawn, and as if consciously, it wrapped its forehead around Pietro's ankle, tearing him down.

Bang!

Pietro fell to the ground and then rolled in a circle with his strength. Fall to the ground.

The whip trapped in himself seemed to have spirituality, and no matter how much Pietro struggled, it would be useless.

This made his heart sink, you know, as a mutant, his body is much stronger than the average person. Even if it is the impact of a normal person's whole body comminuted fracture, there will be no reaction on his body.

The blonde man walked up to Petero's side, then smiled, and stood looking down at him. Then he slammed the whip and threw it next to the nearest concrete street lamp. While in the air, Pietro's rope automatically tied his wrists.

Pietro struggled along the way, but it was hopelessly useless. I can only watch myself being tied up!