Chapter 12: Conflict
"Who are you talking about?!" Wang Meng roared, turned around and threw himself at Heling, raising his thick arms and waving at Heling. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
When Elaine saw Wang Meng make a move, her lips trembled nervously, her beautiful eyes were full of worry, and the two people beside Wang Meng raised the corners of their mouths, revealing disdainful eyes, dare to provoke our boss? And don't look at who you are.
He Ling didn't react much, smiled coldly, his footsteps shifted, and he easily dodged Wang Meng's powerful punch.
The people around were a little surprised when they saw He Ling easily dodging Wang Meng's attack, is this still the weak and powerless system assessment that failed the He Ling?
Wang Meng was also a little surprised in his heart, but his expression tightened, and he punched He Ling in the face again.
The force of this punch can be described as not small, Elena was shocked to watch, and the children around her also watched this show carefully with wide eyes, they did not sympathize with the three people who were beaten just now, and they also jokingly watched Herring being abused.
"This Hering, I usually know that I am hiding behind Yelena, but now I have something to do!" A child sneered in the crowd.
"It's just, a dead sissy, and it's so close to Yelena." The other chimed in.
"Watch him get beaten!"
None of the people around stepped forward to obstruct them, on the contrary, they all acted as melon-eating people.
"You guys, don't fight! Heling and I don't live here, Wang Meng, stop it! Yelena's little face was puffing up, and she was also worried about Herring.
Herring turned to look at Yelena, and a sentence came out of her indifferent face, "If we don't leave, all three of them have to get out." ”
After speaking, He Ling took another easy step, and turned behind Wang Meng, his arm was bent, and his powerful elbow hit Wang Meng's spine, only to hear a click, Wang Meng fell to the ground with a thud, and let out a miserable scream.
"My waist!" Wang Meng lay motionless on the ground, covering his waist with his hands and moaning, his expression was extremely painful, and beads of sweat the size of beans flowed from his face.
The people watching the play around were surprised, how could this be possible, Wang Meng's attacks were easily dodged by He Ling, and He Ling just elbowed Wang Meng and knocked him down?
He Ling looked at Wang Meng with a cold look in his eyes, although it was only an elbow blow, it could exert several times the power of hitting the spine, after all, the waist and spine are the most vulnerable places in the human body, even if he was injured a little on weekdays, it was possible to lie in bed for a lifetime, not to mention that He Ling's body had been greatly enhanced through mutation.
"Attack power, 500 Newtons."
"Attack, elbow."
"The enemy's lumbar vertebrae are dislocated and he is temporarily incapacitated."
"Heling, all physical indicators are normal."
A series of gentle and ethereal voices reached He Ling's ears, making He Ling couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, isn't this pendant exposed when he speaks now?!
"Dear Xiaoling, my voice is transmitted to your brain through brain waves, only you can hear it, I can still provide you with some services in my dormant state."
Only then did Hering let go of his hanging heart, it seems that this kind of black technology has a lot of benefits.
"I will test the condition of your body at any time, and I will personally resist it for you if it is abnormal." Mina said softly.
Resist in person? Heling's heart was shocked, what is it to resist in person?
"When your life is threatened, I will use an oversized weapon to protect your life, Xiaoling, your vital signs are stable, and I will go into hibernation again." Mina interrupted the conversation.
Yelena saw that Hering easily defeated Wang Meng, her tense heart relaxed, and she trotted to Hering's side, and said eagerly: "Let's go, more is better than less." ”
He Ling shook his head helplessly, and said lightly: "Look, aren't the two of them okay over there?" "Say it, and point to the two doglegs beside Wang Meng.
The corners of the two dogs' mouths twitched, and the boss was easily knocked down, not to mention them, although they are usually strong and arrogant, but they really want to fight and fart, so they can only bully and bully honest people.
They thought Herring was an honest man, but they were wrong, and now they are cowardly.
Wang Meng kept screaming on the ground, and the pain caused by the lumbar spine injury was more painful than being punched in the face, "You two rabbit cubs, if you don't come to help me, forget it, don't help me up now?!"
Wang Meng's two eyes stared at the two attendants, and the two doglegs remembered that the boss was beaten down by others, so they hurriedly stepped forward and lifted Wang Meng up.
"Put him down, let's fight." Hering said lightly to the two people.
When the surrounding children heard this, their eyes widened, and they looked at Hering like they were looking at a psychopath, was he crazy? Even if he wins Wang Meng, it's just luck, and now he has to be one against two, isn't this taking the initiative to find a beating?
Those two children are not temperamentless people, but now supporting Wang Meng, none of them dare to withdraw, if Wang Meng gives an instruction, they must be desperately fighting against Heling, maybe the two of them can fight?
"Get out of here!" Wang Meng was in a cold sweat, and his face with a blue nose and swollen face was now even more distorted to the extreme, looking like a clown.
When the surrounding children heard this, they instantly got out of the way, and Wang Meng was helped out of the crowd by the two followers, and turned around and glared at He Ling viciously.
"Heling, you are really powerful, you have taken a bad breath for us." Just now, a child who was beaten walked up to Heling and praised him, he was wearing a pair of glasses, and he looked polite, although he was also beaten and his nose was blue and his face was swollen, he looked relatively calm.
His name is Li Wenjie, and his grades in cultural classes are among the best on weekdays, but he is basically the same as He Ling in military sports classes, and he is at the bottom.
"yes, thanks to you this time, we have a place to sleep." The other short, fat child said, a big smile on his lips.
"It's okay, Hu Xiaopang, if I don't make a move this time, I won't have a place to sleep." He Ling smiled faintly, he had a good impression of Hu Xiaopang, he was usually very honest, but he was also very cute, and what he said often made people laugh.
All the people gathered around, and they all gave Hering praise and goodwill, even the people who had just sarcastically said Hering as if they hadn't said that now, and they all chatted with Hering in a friendly way, and Hering simply said a few words and left with Yelena.
"Herring, you're scared me to death." Elaine pursed her mouth, and the tears on her face had not yet been wiped dry, which was very cute.
"Have you forgotten that I'm a mutated one?" Herring hooked Yelena's nose with her hand and laughed softly.
"I was so nervous at the time that I didn't think about it, I thought you were still as fragile as before, but now that it's okay, no one should trouble you." Yelena smiled happily and took Herling's hand and said softly.
On weekdays in the East Asian production area, the two of them are used to wandering along the power grid when they are fine, and the howls of thousands of zombies on the periphery often frighten Hering's face pale.
"Call him in the past, don't mention the three words code zero in the future." Hering looked at Elena solemnly, Elena nodded, stretched out her little hand and made four seriously.
"Let's go, let's go eat, that yellow hair said that nothing is good here, but there is one good, that is, to manage the rice." Yelena laughed.
Herring followed Yelena's footsteps towards the yellow-haired dormitory, and kept thinking about the diamond pendant in his pocket, this is really a black technology of the next era, and there must be many unknown functions waiting to be developed by himself.