Chapter 151: Little Idle Flying Knife

Luo Xiaoxian forced Sanhua to flip through a full day's books in the library, and Sanhua basically finished reading the books in the library.

"I feel so full in my head, it turns out that the cultural history of the earth is like this! And they are good at using foreign objects to arm themselves with science and technology as civilization, what a strange race!"

Sanhua stroked his beard and sighed.

"The same human race in a different time and space, but the direction of development is different, but the civilization of the earth can not be underestimated, pistols and machine guns, rifles and sniper rifles, aircraft cannons, missiles and nuclear weapons, these technological weapons are even comparable to the gods and the warriors of the Tribulation Period, the only drawback is that they can't do what they want, the cast is relatively slow, and the attack is relatively loose. ”

Luo Xiao talked freely, after a lot of study and filling, he also mastered a lot of knowledge and culture in his mind, and now the knowledge level of him and Sanhua is no less than the top scientific and technological workers on the earth.

"Yes, but if we can bring these high-tech weapons back to the martial arts world, combined with our own strength, it will definitely be like a tiger!"

Sanhua's eyes shine.

"Well, I also thought so, if you fight against a warrior who is much stronger than yourself, and suddenly cast a nuclear bomb on him, I'm afraid that even a martial artist in the Transformation Stage will have to fall behind, right?"

Listening to what Luo Xiaoxian said, Sanhua showed a wicked smile, "You kid is dark enough, you cast a nuclear bomb, you don't have to finish playing, unless you can run away all at once, at least you have to leave the core area where the nuclear bomb is most powerful." ”

"It's a bit far, let's go to the cafeteria first. Our current task is to find and activate the seven strange objects in my body as soon as possible, so that I can return to the martial arts world. ”

Regarding the matter of activating the heart of heaven and earth, Luo Xiaoxian also mentioned it to Sanhua in his spare time.

"Okay, let's go eat now, and I'll go and find out more in the evening, and try to find these few strange things as soon as possible. ”

"Cut! Why don't I believe it!"

Luo Xiaoxian glanced at Sanhua vigorously, "I guess it's the night detection of that base again, right?"

"How can it!"

Sanhua sneered.

Luo Xiaoxian and the two were walking towards the cafeteria, chatting at the same time, when suddenly a student wearing black-framed glasses and a thin body like a chicken ran over, and said weakly to Luo Xiaoxian:

"This classmate, someone asked me to hand you a bag of things. ”

After saying that, he handed over the items in his hand to Luo Xiaoxian, then turned around and ran away.

"What's going on?"

Sanhua asked.

Luo Xiaoxian opened the items in his palm, which were three school cards, with classes and names written on them. There was also a note.

"It's Zhu Xiaofeng, Wang Haibo, and Zhang Fei's school cards, and the note says that they lost money while playing games in the game hall and were deducted by the boss, and now let me redeem them. ”

"I'll go with you. ”

"No need, I'll just go by myself, I have the money. ”

"Well, I'll wait for you in the cafeteria. ”

"Hmm. ”

Luo Xiaoxian's eyes narrowed, "Things shouldn't be so simple, I always feel that something is wrong, but the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and I will erase all the ghosts, snakes and gods by myself." ’

Thinking of this, Luo Xiaoxian flipped his palm, and several stacks of razor blades stolen from Lele Mart supermarket were pinched between his fingers.

According to the prompt of the note, Luo Xiaoxian quickly came to a place called Interstellar Video Game City and pushed the door in.

There are not too many people in the video game city today, and various arcade machines, simulators, dance machines, etc. play noisy music, showing the strong voice of the times.

"Is it Mr. Luo Xiaoxian?"

A young man who looked like a waiter, wearing a white shirt and a black bow tie, put his hand holding the photo behind his back and asked politely.

"It's me, my friends?"

"They are down there, please come with me. ”

Follow the waiter down to the basement floor, there are more people here all of a sudden, and then look around, there are all fishing machines, slot machines, roulette and other gambling machines, people are excited to bet, loud noise, swear words in their mouths from time to time, and their palms use brute force to slap the buttons on the machine.

"What about them?"

"They're still down there. ”

The waiter took Luo Xiaoxian into the second basement floor, which was an empty underground parking lot.

"What about them?"

Luo Xiaoxian turned around and found that the waiter had run away at some point, and when he looked at the gate again, more than a dozen young men wearing black tight-fitting shirts had poured in.

And in front of Luo Xiaoxian, nearly twenty young men wearing black shirts also appeared, all of them were carrying three-finger-wide machetes, and the bright flashes of knives were reflected in the pupils, making people can't help but squint their eyes.

"Is Luo Xiaoxian idle?"

A scornful word came from afar, and a bare-chested man with demons tattooed on his body strolled from behind the crowd with a cigar in his mouth.

"You're the high school student who smashed my billiard hall?"

"You're the owner of the billiard hall?"

Luo Xiaoxian looked at such a lineup, but he didn't have a trace of fear.

"Sure enough, the hero is a teenager, seeing that he didn't pee his pants in this formation, and he can still answer, it can be seen that you have some courage. ”

Feng Gang picked up the cigar with his short and thick fingers and spit out a big smoke ring, "It's a pity that only guts are still not enough, I heard that you are quite capable of fighting, as long as you can beat them back, I can let you go." ”

Feng Gang said it nicely, but in his heart he said ruthlessly: "Being besieged by thirty-two outlaws, even if you have ten lives, it is not enough for them to cut down, if you can retreat with your whole body, I, Feng Gang, will go head down in this life!"

Luo Xiaoxian used his spatial vision to see that Zhu Xiaofeng and the three of them were imprisoned in a small dark room, temporarily unharmed, so he smiled and said loudly to himself:

"Xiao Li Flying Knife This book is well written, in ancient times, Xiao Li Flying Knife walked alone in the world, and now there is a small idle flying knife to cut through the sky, and watch my knife fly, take down the weapons such as you. ”

"This kid was scared stupid, right? He actually pulled out Xiao Li's flying knife. ”

"I've read too many martial arts novels, and I guess I'm a little crazy. ”

"Although I wasn't scared by us to pee my pants, I started to talk nonsense, haha......"

When the sturdy young men with machetes in hand heard what Luo Xiaoxian said, they all laughed loudly.

"It's all nonsense, hurry up and solve him for me!"

Feng Gang slammed the cigar in his mouth to the ground and shouted.

As soon as everyone heard the "leader" speak, they no longer hesitated, and directly raised the machete and rushed towards Luo Xiaoxian.

"Go!"

Luo Xiaoxian's body spun, and dozens of razor blades suddenly burst out from between his ten fingers, the blades were already extremely thin, and when they went out, they just flashed in everyone's eyes, and they flew straight to the crowd like a swarm of bees out of the nest.

Every blade is pulled by Luo Xiaoxian's spiritual power, so the accuracy is extremely high, which can be said to be where to hit, and there is no false hair.

"Xiao Xian flying knife, there is no false hair!"

As soon as Luo Xiaoxian finished speaking, he heard a series of clanging metal landing sounds, which came from under everyone's feet.

Everyone didn't know why, raised the machete in their hands, looked down, and couldn't help but gasp.

"The forehead drops that numbness, why is there half of my knife left?"

I saw that the machetes in everyone's hands were cut off at the waist, and the fracture was as smooth as a mirror, as if it had been gouged by a lathe, and the section of the mirror reflected the frightened expressions on their faces.