Chapter 81 75. Its not good to beat and kill too much
Chapter 81 75. It’s not good to beat and kill too much
"No... don't..." the girl said hoarsely with tears in her eyes when she saw the boy being stepped on by Xuan Hao.
"Ah, I'm sorry, I forgot you were there. It was a mistake. It was a mistake."
, He is not that fragile, look, this is nothing, right?"
"You guy...I'll kill...you!" The boy struggled to get up, his golden eyes burning with monstrous anger, staring at Xuan Hao.
The sharp claws stabbed towards his face.
"Hey..." Xuan Hao sighed, but there was a dangerous smile on his lips, "People are so violent nowadays. Why are they always beating and killing? How bad. I obviously just want to follow
Why don't you just sit down and have a chat quietly and answer the questions honestly? Why don't you understand my painstaking efforts?"
"Crack." The sound of broken bones came.
Xuan Hao grabbed the incoming sharp claw with one hand, and then gently shook it, ah, it was broken.
"Ah!——" The boy screamed, but it stopped abruptly in the middle of the scream.
"puff."
Xuan Hao pinched his mouth with his other hand, and his screams turned into the sound of snorting.
"Shhh! I told you not to shout so loudly at night and to disturb the public."
He threw the boy against the wall again.
"Haven't you figured out the situation yet? Why bother asking for trouble?"
But the boy didn't seem to be listening to Xuan Hao's words. His anger had swallowed up his reason. He got up again and again and attacked Xuan Hao as if he was desperate for his life.
"Boom"
"呲"
"clatter"
"呲"
"Don't... don't fight, please, don't fight!" The girl begged, covering her face.
No part of the boy's body was intact, and the blood all over his body stained the floor red, which was shocking.
"Hey, hey, hey, I'm wronged. Why do you make me look like a bad guy?"
If he really took action, he would have died long ago, right?"
"Go...go to hell!" The boy looked ferocious and stood up unsteadily again, but this time he did not rush to attack, but took out a brightly colored injection from somewhere.
"Oh? I see, that's a bit interesting." Xuan Hao's eyes lit up as he looked at the injection in the boy's hand.
"Hahahahaha...you will die soon! Just watch! Wait until I gain strength!" The boy grinned crazily and stabbed his neck with the injection in his hand.
This poor kid actually thought he could fight back.
"Al?"
The boy was stunned. What happened? What was going on? Why was he crawling on the ground? What was going on? The boy's eyes showed fear for the first time.
In an instant, the potion in his hand was gone. He was lying on the ground, and a playful voice came from his back.
"I said, prick the neck? Are you afraid that you have watched too many TV series? Aren't you afraid that this needle will prick yourself to death?"
At some point, Xuan Hao was already sitting on the boy's back, holding the injection in his hand and looking at it carefully through the light.
The crystal clear liquid shimmers like a rainbow under the light, and bubbles pop out from time to time, just like a freshly prepared cocktail with soda water.
"It looks delicious." Xuan Hao shook the injection and put it away.
"Okay, now, can you listen to me carefully?" Xuan Hao stood up and patted the boy's back.
"You..." The boy lay on the ground tremblingly, speechless, and just nodded his head.
"I am very happy that you are willing to cooperate, but it is a pity. I have probably guessed what is going on, and I probably won't get any useful information if I ask you again." Xuan Hao shook his head.
"Don't kill...please...please let me go..." the boy said tremblingly.
"Hey? What do you think of me?" Xuan Hao said with a heartbroken face, "Do I look like such a murderous person? We Chinese are very friendly, and I am a stuck person.
The three best students of Er College have come to Japan for friendly exchanges on behalf of the college. It’s not good to be beaten and killed too much. Don’t be so afraid, I will be sad.”
The boy said he didn’t understand what you were talking about at all and he just wanted to leave quickly!
He got up from the ground again and rushed towards the door, apparently wanting to escape from this guy's clutches.
But halfway through, he found that he was being twisted again.
"Sorry, I still have to hand in a task, please cooperate with me."
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Miyamoto Takashi is now very embarrassed. He has clearly said that he is only responsible for entertaining Xuan Hao, and the young master also told him not to interfere too much in the tasks of the S-class commissioner of the department. But he doesn't know what happened, and he is inexplicably treated as
A tool man.
Moreover, the problem now is no longer a question of whether he should intervene or not. When he saw the woman in front of him taking out an injection and pricking himself, he felt that the situation was not good.
At this moment, he has already greeted the people in the Intelligence Department who are doing the task classification, and the whole family: "Is this an insignificant task? Are you kidding me!"
He didn't know what kind of potion this woman used, but his intuition told him that this task was not simple. That potion might involve many things, and it was definitely not something that should be disclosed to Cassel College.
Moreover, the key now is that he can't beat this woman at all!
This task is definitely not something that ordinary law enforcement officers can easily complete. It was actually classified as a trivial task by the Intelligence Department! It was also given to the commissioner of the headquarters!
The woman in front of her, Yan Ling, is Ming Zhao. She already has an advantage in an environment like this at night, but she even got some extra blood. How do you ask him to play?
Miyamoto Takashi leaned against the wall. Of course, he didn't want to lean against the wall. He was forced to come here.
Although leaning against the corner can reduce the attack range of the opponent, it also makes it easier for him to throw the spirit spirit to hit people.
But it is obviously unwise to restrict one's actions when one is weaker than the opponent.
But he had no choice at the moment, because that crazy woman was so disgusting that he couldn't see the attack from the other side at all. Fortunately, this woman seemed to have no fighting skills, and she didn't have any control over her own power.
He knows how to use it well. The steps under his feet are so heavy that he can hear it clearly even when it is raining outside, so he can use the spirit of speech crazily to force the opponent back.
If it weren't for Ming Zhao's lack of attack power, he would probably have died countless times.
There is no way to go on like this, he will be dragged to death here.