Chapter 172: How strong is strong
Zhou Junnan's face became more and more ugly, this kid not only killed his younger brother, but also killed him in front of him now, he simply didn't take him seriously, he really deserved to die. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
The law enforcement officer with a long stick pointed at Zimo and said, "Boy, kill people in the street and disturb the order of Jiangling City, take it down for me." β
After buttoning Zimo with a big hat, the group of law enforcement officers rushed towards Zimo with a sinister smile.
"Alas, this young man is miserable, and the law enforcement team of Jiangling City is against the entire Jiangling City, no matter how strong he is, I am afraid that he will die a tragic death here."
"It's up to you, it's just that, it's up to you. How arrogant he was just now, how miserable he will die now. β
All kinds of talk, the spectators unscrupulously express their opinions, none of their business, everyone is not afraid to talk about his most vicious people.
Because he is cowardly, he attacks the brave. Because I don't have the strength to break the rules, I don't want others to break the rules.
It's a pity that it's destined to disappoint them, at least for now.
Zimo is no longer the boy who didn't even have the strength to protect himself. The potion that Dr. Demon injected him with was invaluable in itself if the side effects were removed.
In the more than a month since he escaped from the Demon Doctor, his strength has grown rapidly day by day. Just before leaving Taoyuan Valley, he had already reached the point of a sixth-level evolutionary.
Of course, the magic doctor potion is not the kind of level improvement, but the continuous improvement of the strength of all aspects of the body, above the original level. That feeling is that although the level has not been improved, its own strength is still growing, which is a very wonderful change.
"Boy, let me show you how good we are."
There are fifteen people in this team, and they are surrounded by Zimo together, they are all very positive, and the appearance of teenagers is difficult for people to pay attention to.
So much so that they even chose to ignore that the ten corpses on the ground were caused by this young man.
Of course, there is also a kind of confidence as a law enforcement team, in their opinion, no matter how powerful Zimo is, he will not dare to do anything with them. Because of such people, they have seen a lot. Which one didn't end up obediently accompanying them to prison?
Since ancient times, officials have not fought with the people, and fighting with officials is destined to have no good end.
None of the fifteen people would slow down, after all, this was a good opportunity to hug their thighs.
Seeing Zimo standing there without moving, the last vigilance in their hearts also disappeared completely, this kid seemed to be scared stupid.
"Boy, you were so arrogant just now, why don't you speak now?"
"It's useless to be scared now, haha."
"Do you want to beg for mercy? It's late. β
The people around him who watched the excitement sighed in their hearts, this young man is destined to be doomed today.
Of course, the situation is not what they imagined.
In the eyes of the law enforcement team, the frightened young man suddenly raised his eyelids and glanced at them, and then fifteen black raindrops appeared in his hands, and the raindrops carried the aura of destruction, piercing the eyebrows of fifteen people with lightning speed.
It's not that they don't want to hide, it's that they don't have time to hide.
There were still various expressions on the faces of the fifteen people, and like the eleven corpses on the ground, their eyes were closed forever.
To be precise, they died with their eyes open, without turning a blind eye.
Zimo's action was as casual and natural as waking up, seeing a few eyesore ants, and then pinching them to death.
Zimo didn't look at the fifteen people who had turned into corpses, such an enemy, kill it, it was difficult for him to have a sense of accomplishment, for the enemy who had become a dead man, the only thing Zimo cared about was their loot.
But now is not the time to loot the loot, it seems that there is a small boss over there waiting to be brushed by himself, what can this kind of little minion have? The items on the boss are good things.
Zimo looked at Zhou Junnan's eyes and hooked his finger towards him, the meaning was obvious.
He killed fifteen people without much effort, causing the people around him to be terrified.
At this time, they noticed Zimo's methods, there were more than twenty corpses lying on the ground, all of which were killed by Zimo with the same move.
Zimo's black raindrops, what the hell.
"It seems that this boy is not so easy to deal with."
"So what, Zhou Junnan is not comparable to those people's strength, as long as he makes a move, this young man can still jump to the sky?"
"Those black raindrops must be poison."
"It must be poisonous, otherwise how could this young man kill people so quickly?"
"Poison, I didn't expect this young man to be a master of using drugs, is this what he relies on?"
"However, does he think that he can deal with an eighth-level evolutionary with poison? Isn't that naΓ―ve? β
The sound of these discussions is very small, and with the strength of Zhou Junnan and Zimo, they can naturally be heard, especially Zimo, his hearing is extremely sharp after the mutation, and he doesn't need to make any effort, all the conversations are extremely clear into his ears.
When Zhou Junnan heard their words, he couldn't bear Zimo's provocation anymore, and walked towards Zimo with a spear in his hand, "I didn't expect that you are still a master of using poison, but you think that this will allow you to escape your life, it would be too naΓ―ve." β
Zhou Junnan's words were somewhat tentative.
Zimo didn't pay attention to him at all, and sighed in his heart, ignorance is a blessing.
Still hooking his fingers, he motioned for Zhou Junnan to hurry up.
"Arrogant boy, let you know today that there are some people who should not be offended. Go to hell and confess to my brother. β
Speaking of this, Zhou Junnan's eyes were red.
Hearing his words, Zimo recalled that there seemed to be a kid shouting at his brother or something, it turned out to be that kid.
Zimo finally spoke again, "I, my wife, don't like your brother's stinky mouth, so I killed him." My wife doesn't like your eyes either, so you might as well go with your brother to talk about brotherhood. β
"Wife?"
The spear in Zhou Junnan's hand had already stabbed at Zimo, "I want you to take a good look at how your woman is happy under my crotch." β
Hearing this, Zimo's face suddenly turned cold, the lazy temperament just now was gone, but a kind of murderous opportunity, like a wild beast, suddenly woke up.
Jiang Xue is not his wife, but at least this kind of garbage is not qualified to insult the people around him.
"Your mouth stinks as much as your brother."
With a little finger, his feet slid and he clashed with Zhou Junnan with his bare hands. In the face of Zhou Junnan's shot, he didn't dodge, the destruction ability swept away, and he took the shot with one hand.
The corners of Zimo's mouth hooked, and sure enough, the strength of his body was already comparable to that of a weapon.
"I didn't expect this kid to be able to block Zhou Junnan for a few rounds, but this kid is still too arrogant to even take out a weapon."
Stupid people, forever watching the battle with their stupid eyes.
How do they know that Zimo doesn't use weapons, he doesn't need them at all, and when his body reaches this point, it is difficult to meet a suitable weapon.
If there was a good weapon, how could he not use it?
"Boy, you're looking for death." Zimo's actions made Zhou Junnan furious, "Let you try it today, the anger of the eighth-level evolutionary." Let you know what happened to underestimating the eighth-level evolutionary. β
"Rank 8 Evolutionary? Didn't you even awaken your natal life? β
Hearing Zimo's words, Zhou Junnan's face twitched, in fact, this was one of his sore spots. Although his strength has reached the eighth level, he has not yet awakened his natal life. For a while, he had been thinking about going to the kingdom of God.
If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't let go of Gangneung City's current power, he might have left a long time ago.
Seeing Zhou Junnan's face, Zimo understood, this old boy, it seems that he really hasn't awakened his natality, and the enemies he encountered during this time are all awakened natal, as for those who haven't awakened his natality, he hasn't seen it for a while.
The corners of Zimo's mouth twitched, a person who didn't even awaken his own life, what are you dragging?
The disdainful expression was overflowing, making Zhou Junnan's face even more ugly, "Boy, take it." β
Thunder a shot.
This shot, which can be said to carry Zhou Junnan's anger, exerted all his strength, and was his pinnacle shot, and the gun pierced the air and caused a sonic boom.
A thunderous shot, just like its name, with the speed of thunder, as well as a monstrous momentum, pounced on Zimo.
Even if it is far away, those who watch the excitement can still feel that the gunlight of this shot, as soon as the expert shoots, he knows if there is one, and the young man will definitely become minced meat under this shot.
Some people can't help but turn their heads, and they can't bear to watch this scene.
Thorn la la.
The confrontation was more intense than they imagined, the young man's hand was connected countless times, and he pointed at Zhou Junnan's spear, and his fingers were on the spear, and the imaginary situation of Zhou Junnan rolling over the boy did not happen.
The young man pointed like this, withstood Zhou Junnan's spear, and time seemed to pause strangely for a second.
The people around couldn't help but open their mouths wide, how could this be possible, it was completely different from what they imagined, not only was the teenager not run over, but it seemed that the teenager also had the upper hand, with a finger, he blocked Zhou Junnan's peak with one shot, what strength does this need?
A wound appeared on Zimo's finger, but it healed quickly, and then, black abilities continued to pour out, and it was visible to the naked eye that Zhou Junnan's spear was destroyed like this.
"Uninteresting. This is the strength of the eighth level, which is even weaker than I imagined, no, it is too weak. β
Zimo shook his head, countless black raindrops popped out of his hand again, and then he turned around and stopped looking at the battlefield.
And just when he turned around, Zhou Junnan's body over there had been beaten into a sieve, and such a seemingly suspenseless battle ended in such a dramatic way.
Zimo's faint voice was still circulating in the air, and the expressions of the spectators were different.
That's the end of it?
The imaginary battle was indeed one-sided, but it was on Zhou Junnan's side.
They imagined that the battle would end in many situations, and even felt that Zimo was very strong and could fight with Zhou Junnan for a while. But I didn't expect that the battle would end like this, before it began.
Zimo didn't seem to have done anything, just raised his finger and pointed at Zhou Junnan, the battle was over.
Zhou Junnan's body was beaten into a sieve and lay on the ground as a corpse, with an unbelievable expression on his face. He already attaches great importance to Zimo, but he didn't expect that Zimo's strength has exceeded his estimate.
It was not only him who was in disbelief, but also the people who watched the excitement, and they were stunned for a minute before they came to their senses.
"No, this young man's strength is so strong. Even Zhou Junnan's eighth-level strength is vulnerable. Am I not mistaken? β
"Who said to use poison just now, you go and poison the eighth-level evolutionary to take a look."
"Unexpectedly, this young man usually looks harmless to humans and animals, and he is not ambiguous at all when he moves."
"It's okay, it's okay, I don't usually do anything excessive in this teahouse."
"However, this young man is still unwise, this Zhou Junnan is the city lord's person, the city lord?"
"Shhhh Silence, when the young strong man hears you talk like this, he will give you a finger too. β
This world is like this, what makes people awe-inspiring is always strength, Zimo heard the discussion of the people here, and he didn't even make an expression.
Only that sentence of the city lord of Jiangling City made Zimo's heart move, those who can be the city lord are all strong people, not to mention that Jiangling City has become self-reliant, and there is no bit of strength, how dare the city lord of Jiangling City do this?
Looks like I can't stay in this place either. However, I can't leave yet, Zimo glanced at it.
Skillfully scavenging the loot from everyone's corpses, Zimo couldn't help but show a smile, this feeling of looting is really beautiful and familiar.
Well, the harvest is good.
Zimo took a look at the thing in his hand, it was another space ring, it seems that Junnan is worth a lot this week.
And seeing Zimo's skillful movement of touching the corpse, the people around him who had not left couldn't help but twitch their mouths, and the feeling was like being a peerless master one moment, but doing what a beggar was doing the next moment.
After Zimo finished searching the body, he turned around and smiled at Jiang Xue, "I've already killed it." β
Jiang Xue's eyes were also shocked, she had never seen Zimo make a move, she already valued Zimo very much, but she didn't expect Zimo to be stronger than he imagined.
In the past month, she has seen Zimo start exercising every day when she has time, and she hardly stops for a moment, Jiang Xue is ashamed of her level of effort.
Jiang Xue couldn't help but ask, "Why are you so strong?" β
"Strong? Is it strong? β
Zimo sneered in his heart, compared to the weak, he is strong, but compared to those who are really strong, he is just a slightly stronger ant.
Thinking of Zimo's usual sweaty and hard-working appearance, Jiang Xue couldn't help but ask again, "The strength is so strong, why don't you stop?" β
"How strong is strong?" Zimo chuckled.
These words made Jiang Xue dumbfounded, she couldn't answer, and it was estimated that no one could answer.
Because strong is relative to weakness, how strong is very strong, and how strong can also make very weak.
So why stop. (To be continued.) )