Chapter 417 Brother Black Heart Lotus in the Last World (35)

  Mr. Meng felt a chill in his heart, and the sense of unease became stronger and stronger.

  Everyone gave in slowly, and the middle-aged man wearing sunglasses walked out slowly from behind everyone. The sound of da da leather shoes was like a beat in the heart, which made everyone feel the crisis.

There is also level suppression among    power users.

   Yun Chu couldn't see what power the opponent had, but she could sense the level of the opponent's power.

The person    is walking towards them is the one with the highest power level among them all.

   However, compared to her, it is still a little lower.

  Yin Sheng raised his hand and gestured towards the person behind him.

   Next second.

  Two men came forward with a pair of mother and child, the woman held the child in her arms and lowered her head.

  Yin Sheng lowered his head and glanced at the pair of mother and son. A low and magnetic voice came: "Are you sure, how many of them have cars and supplies?"

   The woman shrank and raised her head. After meeting Teacher Meng's gaze, she quickly lowered her gaze and said, tremblingly, "Yes, it's them, I followed all the way."

  Mr. Meng petrified.

   His limbs were stiff and his heart seemed to be soaked in cold water.

Why?

   All the clues were strung together, and no matter how stupid he was, he could see that it was the mother and son who exposed their whereabouts, and even followed them to provoke this group of people.

   Unexpectedly, he ended up dragging down several children.

   Teacher Meng lowered his head and blamed himself.

the other side.

  Yin Sheng laughed lowly, and pursed the corners of his mouth: "You did a good job."

   The woman's eyes lit up, and she retreated behind the crowd with the child in her arms.

  The man's eyes swept across the team of old, weak, sick and disabled, and sneered disdainfully.

   "Car keys and supplies, spare your life."

   These words stimulated a few friends.

   Yun Juan's forehead lit up: "Despicable, shameless, shameless, shameless! It really humiliates my ancient civilization in China. The behavior of a non-gentleman is a shameless villain!"

  Yin Sheng: "…"

  Mr. Meng is reasonable: "Young people, stay in the front line in everything."

   Ye Xiaotian just did it: "Stop the ink, speak with strength!"

   From beginning to end, Yun Chu was like a bystander, encircling the boy in his arms without saying a word.

   Those clear and indifferent eyes swept around quietly.

   Finally, he turned his attention to Teacher Meng, thoughtfully.

  After the stalemate silence, Yun Chu said: "We won, your supplies will stay."

   Everyone looked at the girl who spoke.

  The girl has a ponytail, her complexion is fair and her facial features are exquisite.

   Holding a ball of rice dumplings in his arms... people.

   The girl gave a calm glance, but her aura was inexplicably stagnant.

  Yin Sheng narrowed his eyes, a sense of crisis struck.

   He couldn't see through her.

   The man raised his lips: "We are not gentlemen, we don't play one-on-one."

   means that they have to bully the less with more, and they will not show mercy because the opponent is old, weak, sick or disabled.

  The girl's face was calm, her eyes lifted slightly, and the corners of her lips evoked a subtle arc.

"casual."

  People: "…"

   Before everyone could react, Ye Xiaotian pushed away with a wall of fire.

  The heat wave hits.

   The opponent hurriedly throws out abilities to resolve the crisis.

  “!”

   He even played sneak attack on a horse! ?

   Cursing, completely forgetting that he is not a gentleman either.

  The wall of fire disappeared, the cloud tired ice ridges filled up, and Teacher Meng was bound by the vines.

   Bing Ling was blocked, and Ye Xiaotian's next wave of fire dragon offensive was seamless.

  Yin Sheng narrowed his eyes, and lightning flashed from his fingertips.

  The silver electric sparks exploded, and the faces of several friends turned white invariably.

   turned out to be a Pikachu!

   can't handle so much, my friends smashed a bunch of abilities.

   Colorful abilities bloomed in the air, which actually achieved the visual effect of setting off fireworks.

   At this time, Yun Chu, who had been watching the battle, slowly freed up an arm.

   Yun Chu: The boss always takes the last shot.

   (PS: When the mood is good, the style of writing will involuntarily tend to sand sculpture, just get used to it (ω))

   I'm late today, bow 90 degrees + kneel for forgiveness

  

  

   (end of this chapter)