its 241: Doom is still my weapon

"I will move out of here tomorrow." Gong Ping slowly stood up and walked to his room. "Thank you for your previous help, which gave me a clear understanding of the various forces in Yaosu City. In the future, you can live your own life. Don't touch the edge of the underworld. The underworld of shaking Su will definitely be completely destroyed.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Ling chased him and stood in front of the plane of the palace. Do you feel that the current situation has become dangerous and don't want me to follow you in danger?

"It has something to do with it." Gong Ping said, "Now, the gangster of Shao Su is completely finished, and it is only a matter of time before it is eliminated. I don't need a gangster consultant anymore. You don't have to take risks with me."

"But if you live somewhere else, it can only increase the danger." Zhang Ling shook his head, "They won't think of you living in ordinary people's homes, but they will definitely pay attention to hotels and hotels. If you run out, it is equivalent to telling them your whereabouts directly. Besides, didn't you say that those people controlled the Feng family? If they want to occupy the underworld in Su City, they must also let the underworld people manage everything for them, right? With me, you can clearly know the details of each boss of the Feng family, which should be helpful to you, right?

"These are no longer important now." Gong smiled insipidly, "Now this battle is not a battle between me and the Su-savage, but between me and a group of powers." With that, he bypassed Zhang Ling and walked into his room.

"I ask you to think about it again." Zhang Ling shouted behind her that Gong Ping no longer paid attention to her and closed the door.

"One thing is that she is right." As soon as he entered the house, Yun couldn't wait to say, "It's really not safe to move outside."

"If she lives here, she will not be safe." Gong Ping shook his head and said, "She has nothing to do with this. I don't want her to be implicated."

"You guys are like a murderer for a while and a compassionate Buddha for a while." Yun muttered, "I really don't understand you."

"Sometimes I don't understand myself." Gong Ping casually replied to him, and then straightened his left arm and looked at the two bad monsters squatting on it. His thoughts also shifted from Zhang Ling to the two monsters.

"What do you think?" The idea of luck also shifted. It circled around the two small bad luck monsters, which made Gong Ping have a headache. He couldn't help staring at it. Yun curled his mouth and floated down honestly.

"No matter who creates the murderous intention, it is the murderous intention, and its own negative energy power will not change." Gong Ping looked at the bad luck and said slowly. I'm thinking, what if I can turn the murder created by others into mine?

"Have you become yours?" Yun was stunned, "Didn't you already do it? When you were in Pennsylvania, you had already done that step."

"Yes." Gong Ping nodded, "But that's just limited to the hatred contained in murder, and it's not such a strong bad luck. I think I must improve my strength again to the point where I can turn the doom monster created by others into mine at will - no matter how powerful the monster is, no matter how strong the hatred it contains.

"But what's the point? Does this mean anything to you and me now? If you want to kill anyone, I'll just take action. The luck is muttering.

"Are you lucky?" Gong Ping turned his head and looked at the luck very seriously.

"Killing luck?" Yun Yi was stunned, "Are you kidding? In addition to taking advantage of the bad luck of having a murderous heart, no one can kill luck, unless it is a suicide, and the fate will die... Wait, you won't be..."

"That's right." Gong Ping nodded his head and turned his eyes back to the two bad luck. What is a supernatural person? After such a long time, I have met so many powers, and I can be sure that the so-called powers are those who have special powers. The power of the power is the power of luck, not the power of life. If luck dies..."

"The power has also disappeared." Yun sighed, "Not only that, life will be in a tragic state of being unable to resist the attack of bad luck, which is really a more terrible experience than death."

"I'm not a sadist. I mean, the only thing that can fight against luck is bad luck. Gong Ping smiled and said, "Those who can master bad luck are equivalent to mastering the strongest weapon to suppress the power. Just imagine, if a powerful and murderous doom is attached to the power, how can he exert the power? His luck must fight against bad luck anytime and anywhere!"

"I see!" Yun nodded, and there was excitement in his eyes. What you mean is that in this way, you can completely seal the power of the power, and you are the only one who can lift this seal! Oh, my God, you will become the king of powers!"

"Before being blindly optimistic, let's try to change bad luck at will..." Gong Ping stared at the two bad luck and fell into meditation again. Yun didn't dare to disturb him again. He flew aside and quietly observed his behavior.

Gong Ping looked at the two dooms. He understood the replacement method, because that was the skill he had already used. But he wanted to improve this power, so he was not in a hurry to replace it. Instead, he kept concentrating his spirit, making the thinking in his mind unified, and making other chaotic ideas melt like snow. Slowly, his spirit reached a state of high concentration.

The eyes stared at the two doom monsters, and then, almost in an instant, the two doom monsters changed. Suddenly, they became tall and straight, and their different shapes also became the same in an instant - with two pairs of arms, big and small arms, extremely strong, small fingers The claws are sharp, and there are two faces on the head. One is closed and the face is quiet, and the other is round, which looks more or less crazy.

"Change the two bad luck together?" The luck exclaimed. This is obviously a boost in strength.

"It's not enough." Gong Ping frowned slightly, "With this level of power, it will have an auxiliary effect when dealing with ordinary people and individual powers, but in the face of the current situation, this power is of no help at all. Now the enemy is a lucky guy. I'm not sure if their group is all like this, but now it can only be predicted in the worst case. If your power can only be used to restrict the other party's luck, we will not have any advantage. But if I can restrain their luck with bad luck, they will become ordinary people in front of us. Five or six, a group of ordinary people will not be your and mine.

"You're right." He punched his fist on the palm of his hand. "In that case, as long as you bring enough bad luck, you can restrain all of them."

"Is bad luck as ammunition?" Gong Ping muttered and shook his head after a long time: "If that's the case, then my strength needs to be improved again, for example..."

He raised his head in a daze and looked at the ceiling above his head. His eyes were a little confused. He looked at it in surprise, but he did not dare to disturb him easily. After about ten minutes, Gong Ping slowly stood up and walked slowly to the mirror on the wardrobe door. His eyes widened and he kept staring at himself in the mirror.

"Is it interesting that you put yourself in danger?" He looked at himself in the mirror and muttered, "Do you think you are Superman? Is it the savior? Or is it the invincible overlord? You are nothing. You used to be just a soft egg with your head down and being bullied casually!"

It was stunned. It didn't know what was wrong with Gong Ping, and he didn't dare to ask. Lowering its head, it was stunned to find that its color had changed, which meant that anger and hatred were rapidly forming in Gong Ping's heart.

Gong Ping's eyes began to change, and his eyes were full of hatred. He gritted his teeth gently and began to recall the insults and bullying he had suffered in the past years.

"Do you understand? This is the mistake you made in the past. You are weak and incompetent, which makes you bear so much shame. Those incompetent villains can all come and step on you, and you are just smiling and submissive. It's a shame that you cover your past!"

A black fog slowly bloomed behind Gong Ping, and a black figure slowly twisted in the fog, as if a person struggling in the quagmire was floating.

Looking at all this in surprise, it has understood what Gong Ping is doing, but it dares not think about it carefully, because this kind of thing is really crazy! It does not believe that this kind of thing can succeed, but when it sees that the black fog is getting thicker and thicker, it has to believe that a miracle may happen to Gong Ping.

Gong Ping's eyes became very cold. He stared at his eyes in the mirror with a cold light. His eyebrows were deep, and his expression began to become a little ferocious. When he saw such Gong Ping, he couldn't help shivering. It didn't dare to look any more, so it turned around with a little panic.

The black fog is still expanding, like the black magma spewing out of the abyss of hell, surging and boiling. The black humanoid shadow is constantly floating and sinking. In the ups and downs, the entity is gradually revealed by the atomized virtual shadow. After a long time, a pair of strong and huge arms from the fog. He stretched out, moved slowly, and gradually exerted his strength to clenched his huge fist. A moment later, a pair of tiny arms also stretched out from the fog, and the sharp fingers, like a steel knife, flashed with a little cold light.

Yun secretly glanced at it and didn't dare to look any more. It sighed, penetrated the wall, and went to other residents' homes in the apartment building to watch TV within its own mobile range. It knows that it is completely heartless to do so, and even more seriously, it is heartless and liverless, but it is really afraid and really dares not look at the current Gongping.

It's like this, staying at other people's homes all night, and then looking at the color of its own body from time to time.

Anger, hatred, nothing else.

It feels cold all over.

The TV was turned off, and finally, even the Internet bugs turned off the computer and lay down to **, but the color change on the body has not stopped. It looked at itself in horror and wandered around the neighbor's house, but did not dare to return to Gong Ping's side. Gradually, a little light was born in the endless darkness of the sky, and then the light slowly expanded, making the dawn come quietly.

At this time, Yun was surprised to find that its color had returned to normal, so it hurriedly penetrated the floors and walls and returned to Gongping.