I just observed that there are small tiles on both sides of the bathroom wall, and they are all covered with gray and extremely slippery. It is really awesome that he can push on them for such a long time.
No wonder I didn't notice it just now. Who in the right mind would think that someone is staring at someone with his head?
But he is awesome, and if he can't stand him, we will be in trouble.
The moment I felt him, I opened my eyes and touched him quietly.
The closer I got to the bathroom, the louder his breathing became. I guess he couldn't hold it any longer. I stood at the door and said to him in a low voice: "Stop hiding, come down quickly."
The man didn't move, but his breathing suddenly stopped.
I took out a cigarette from my pocket and lit it: "Okay, if you don't come down, we'll smoke it up. Anyway, the police will be here soon. Let's see who of us can smoke the other one."
He still didn't say anything, and I wasn't in a hurry. I planned to finish smoking this cigarette and let him use up his energy before I went in.
The stalemate lasted for two minutes. Halfway through the cigarette in my hand, the man finally couldn't hold on any longer.
A black shadow fell heavily from the bathroom ceiling and landed in a particularly standard posture.
This is a man with a strong build, relatively well-developed muscles, and he looks very muscular.
But the moment I saw his face, his short chestnut-brown hair and brown eyes gave me a shock: "What the hell, Maozi?"
The man in front of me is obviously a Slavic man.
In my impression, only Mr. Zhuo can have a relationship with Mao Zi, and his sphere of influence lies there.
Could this person be sent by Mr. Zhuo?
Without giving me a chance to think about it, this guy directly pulled out a military dagger from his waist and jumped towards me in a standard fighting posture.
Not long after I gained the ability to be invulnerable, I was still a little uncomfortable for a while, and I subconsciously tried to hide when I saw a knife.
But this guy was very skilled. As soon as I bent over, he immediately changed his attack and stabbed me twice in the back quickly, then kicked me out.
But these two knives not only failed to break my defense, but actually destroyed the dagger in his hand.
Looking at the curved dagger hair in his hand, he was obviously a little confused.
Maybe he thought I was wearing a bulletproof vest or something, so he threw the dagger away with a curse, raised his fist and rushed over again.
I started to thank Shen Gong.
If it hadn't been for him, those bullets would have killed me.
Furthermore, the guy in front of me was definitely a veteran. His movements were extremely fast and his fists were extremely sharp. Facing his offensive, I had no room to fight back. I could only passively take the beating. If I hadn't been physically strong, I would have been beaten to death.
Later, I simply gave up my defense and raised my fist regardless, pointing it at his head and moving it left and right.
But these two moves of mine were just a joke to him. He just squirmed and dodged, and he also punched me in the nose. That power was enough to make ordinary people faint.
I felt so dizzy that I almost fell to the ground.
Then he came up and tugged my hair, raised his knees and banged two big electric cannons. I instantly felt a soreness in my nose, and my tears were so painful that they didn't fall down.
It’s frustrating, it’s so fucking frustrating!
I finally didn’t have to be bullied by ghosts, so why did I get bullied again as I continued to live?
After he punched me twice on the head and kicked me in the crotch, I couldn't hold myself any longer.
"Your mother is dead!"
I pulled my neck and cursed, then I mobilized all my spiritual energy without hesitation, howling like a mad dog and pounced on him.
Reiki is quite magical, it seems to bring some benefits to the body.
Just like me now, my punching speed is obviously much faster, my spiritual energy can also help bear some damage when being punched, and my reaction speed has also improved. At least his fists don't seem as fast as before.
But gain is gain, and it’s useless if I can’t hit him!
I waved my fists wildly like a psychopath, which confused this guy. While he was dodging, he looked at me with that outrageous look, as if he thought I was a fool.
The look in his eyes made me even more angry. I suddenly became more concerned and imitated the martial arts masters on TV. I took a few steps and kicked him with a big flying kick.
In the end, the thief's powerful kicks didn't even hit him.
My body was hanging in the air and I was kicked by Maozi with a roundhouse kick. With a muffled sound, I flew back faster than when I came, and hit the wall hard.
A disdainful sneer appeared on Mao Zi's lips, he picked up the rifle on the ground and turned to leave.
He thought I couldn't stand up because the kick was so heavy that an ordinary person would never be able to run away if I had internal bleeding.
But I'm not an ordinary person, I'm just a weakling who can't be beaten to death.
Shaking my head, I endured the pain in my body and climbed up from the ground. Just as I was about to catch up to him and keep him there, Shen Gong's voice suddenly came from the corridor.
"It's just you two, please stop and squint quickly so that you don't feel embarrassed."
As soon as he finished speaking, he and Qingqing's figure appeared at the door.
There was no expression on Qingqing's face. She seemed a little confused and looked at me with that incomprehensible look.
But Mr. Shen's face was not so good: "I helped you transform your body to make it easier for you to kill people. Are you using this thing as a fucking punching bag?"
I didn't react a bit: "No, why are you two here?"
Duke Shen snorted coldly and ignored me.
Qingqing walked directly around Mao Zi and walked in front of me, helping me dust herself off: "I just felt your heart beat faster and thought you were fighting someone, so I quickly pulled Brother Shen Gong to follow your breath.
Already."
After she said this, I suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
Qingqing can feel the heartbeat speeding up?
Damn it, luckily I was fighting with someone instead of doing something bad, otherwise wouldn’t it be the end of me if Qingqing came to find me?
Thinking of this, I glanced at Mr. Shen again and wanted to ask, is this how he helped me deal with Qingqing?
But Shen Gong didn't pay any attention to me at all. He walked directly to the Maozi killer and asked him something in Russian that he didn't know what it meant.
I didn't expect Mr. Shen to know Russian.
Mao Zi probably didn't expect it either, and he was also stunned. After hesitating for a moment, he still answered Mr. Shen in Russian.
The two of them just exchanged words with each other, but the topic was obviously not very pleasant. While they were chatting, Mr. Shen suddenly let out a sneer, and Mao Zi started to take action without saying anything.
His fists were fast, but Shen Gong's reaction was faster. He grabbed the opponent's fist, and then hit the Maozi killer's abdomen hard with a belly punch.
I heard a wail of "Keer", and Maozi instantly turned into a cooked prawn.
Then Shen Gong snorted coldly: "You dare to attack me, do you think I am that good-for-nothing Gu Yan?"