Chapter 286 The Witch Misha

Ding You just wanted to take action, but after thinking about it, he took back his mind and quietly watched the scene in front of him. He wanted to see how Misha, the new ability, dealt with these guys. This is definitely the best opportunity for Ding You to understand the content of Misha's ability.

The workers who were originally going to prevent Ding You from struggling were puzzled by Ding You's stand-by and even some lively expressions. Originally, they thought that Ding You and the foreign woman were boyfriends and girlfriends, but now it seems that they were wrong.

However, Ding You is best for them not to resist. Who is willing to beat people on the snow in the winter? It is the right thing to leave some strength to linger with that foreign girl.

The group of workers relaxed their vigilance against Ding You and looked at them secretly flirting with tall foreign girls.

Seeing that the obscene and fleshy head stretched out his hand to his military coat, Misha hummed coldly and put his knees silently on the lower body of the head.

This is really heavy. Ding You frowned without looking at it, and jumped up high. Misha was not jealous. Even if she didn't have the ability to support her, she used to be proficient in swordsmanship. These were compulsory courses for aristocrats in his era. She was not as weak as the current girl. Force. She flipped over the old rice sand and even glanced at Ding You like a demonstration. She saw that Ding You was going to watch the fun.

The four workers who were originally surrounding Ding You saw that the boss had suffered a loss and surrounded Misha in the middle. Misha did not show weakness at all. A bulging military coat took off his body, revealing the body full of ** power in the military coat. Looking at the posture, he seemed to want to pick four.

It's better not to wear the little clothes that Misa was wearing at this time. This kind of half-covered clothes made several old men around him rise their blood pressure one by one by one and rushed to one hundred and eighty. Even his eyes became red because of excessive congestion. There were four beast-like dull breathing sounds around Misha. .

Misa is a little overestimating himself. These workers are all specialized in physical work. Although they look average and don't have much muscle, these people are real bones full of meat. One by one, they can add 50 pounds to their arms with 200 pounds on their shoulders, and freight companies grab business. Fighting with each other is common. The critical moment for these workers to fight against each other is the thie. In this move, Misha will suffer losses. In addition, these workers are all old and coarse, but they don't have the idea of reading people's pity and cherish jade. In addition to being afraid of giving Misha a break for a while, they are not satisfied, so they don't go to Misha's face. They greeted the weak man on Misha, who went to greet him.

As soon as she fought with Misha, she was punched where there were clothes on her stomach, which made her with cold sweat on her forehead.

If it hadn't been for Misalu's meat outside, her ability would have helped her slide away three punches and one foot. At this time, Misa couldn't even stand up.

One of the workers blew a loud whistle and shouted excitedly, "Oh! This foreign girl's meat is so slippery. She can't hold her fist on it. She must be so happy to touch it after a while.

Another one also chatted and said, "Lao Li, do you think that foreign girls are covered with sto manes on their pigskin like your wife. It's enough for your living expenses for a month to cover their cosmetics with nails."

Lao Li laughed and said, "That's good. We really haven't touched such a high-end woman. Don't you think that after she is played by us, it's equivalent to serving us with all the previous cosmetics?"

Misha covered her stomach and sweated coldly. Although she couldn't understand what these stinky men were talking about, it could be seen from their tone and expressions that they didn't say anything good. Misha glanced at Ding You, and Ding You still looked at the scene on her side, as if he stood by to the end. Misa secretly cursed Ding You in his heart. Ding You looked at the train driver and the woman who was gloating, which made her teeth itchy.

At this time, the workers almost took advantage of their mouths, and the head also jumped up from the ground, covered the crotch and roared, "Why are you still standing and pressing the woman down and stripping her. Dare to kick my descendants, I will make all your waterways and dry roads!"

The thin worker quickly shouted, "No, you beat her two ways. How can you play when it's your brothers' turn?"

The blue veins on the forehead stared at the thin man and roared, "Do work! What so much nonsense! If I don't rape her 18 times today, I won't be surnamed Ding!"

Ding You frowned slightly and scolded in his heart: "This thing is actually his own!"

Being yelled at by the head surnamed Ding, the four workers no longer talk nonsense and stretched out their arms to grab Misha. Some scratched their hair and some grabbed their arms. Naturally, some directly grabbed Misha's white and greasy chest.

These dirty hands didn't catch Misha without exception. This is because Misha wears too little. There is almost nothing except an ultra-short jeans under a sling on the upper body. These direct ** can't even catch the skin outside, let alone these workers.

The four workers were stunned. The head surnamed Ding behind them thought they were joking with Misha. He angrily raised Lao Gao and covered his crotch and roared, "Don't fucking play, hurry up."

The four workers calmed down and grabbed Misha again.

Ding You narrowed his eyes slightly and began to analyze Misha's ability from the perspective of a bystander. In the first few times, he did it directly, so he could not see how Misha slipped away from himself. This time, he could see clearly from the periphery.

Before the eight hands touched Misha's body, they were blocked by the white hand stretched out from Misha's body. The white hand was obviously very slippery, and the eight palms were slided aside in an instant, that is to say, the workers did not even touch Misha with a finger.

The group of workers felt that their hands touched Misha as if they had touched a loach, and Misha's skin slipped out of their hands.

Several workers looked at each other in awe, and one of them shouted, "Head, this woman's skin is so slippery!"

The head was about to go crazy. He kicked a worker away and roared, "Fuck, I know how to play! If you catch it, you won't have a good time!" He said that he grabbed Misha with his hand covering his crotch.

Misha was much better at this time, and the punch on her stomach was no longer so painful. She was also puzzled by the behavior of the workers just now. Seeing that the head grasped herself with a pair of dirty hands, Misha waved her fist through her head and grabbed her hands and hit the door of her head.

In that head's eye, Misha was absolutely stunned. You know, although Misha is 1.7 meters tall, the height of this head is close to 1.8 meters. With Misha's arm span, it is impossible to hit him on the head earlier than before his hands catches Misha.

So he had no intention of changing his posture at all, but still grabbed Misha.

The miracle happened at this time, and Ding You's eyes lit up slightly.

Misha's fist suddenly grew about 30 centimeters away from the head. A white and crystal little hand stretched out of her fist. The little hand rubbed the face from top to bottom like a cat's paw, and then shrank back.

Ding You clearly saw that the skin on the face that was grabbed by the head and white hands began to quickly turn white and even began to have a sense of transparency. However, these Ding You have experienced it. He was not surprised. He was just curious about what kind of attack power such an ability would produce and what could be in actual combat. What kind of function.

Then there was an unexpected change called Ding You. I saw that the eyeballs of the head began to rotate again. It was the kind of high-speed rotation, up and down, as if the eyeballs in the eye socket had completely turned into a live ball. It was no longer fixed where it was, but embedded in it, turning 360 degrees. It's not over. This is not Ding You's most shocked. What shocked him most is that the head of the head began to gradually crack. One, two, three, four and five openings did not flow blood, just like a piece of paper being separated. Ding You can clearly see the brain in those cracks. Organization, what's going on? What kind of ability is this? Before Ding You finished thinking about it, the white hand appeared again and got into one of the mouths, and then shrank back in an instant. Ding You clearly saw what the white hand was holding in his hand. Is it a brain?

All this happened within a second, and the head's hand had not touched Misha.

Ding You just blinked a little, and the five cracks healed in an instant. In the eyes of others, they would only think that he had an illusion.

Ding You knew that this was not an illusion. He was looking forward to what was going to happen next.

Sure enough, Ding You was not disappointed. Before Ding's head and hands caught Misha's two eyeballs, he first rotated and jumped out of his eyes. Then his hands and feet began to tremble as if he had Parkinson. A lot of foam flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his body fell on the snow. Ding You knew that this guy was over. Egg, I was scratched from my head by that white hand. If I don't die, I will be a vegetative person all my life! He doesn't have any good impression on this person surnamed Ding. Although his family also has the surname Ding, Ding You didn't plan to let him go since he knew that his surname was Ding. Such a guy can only humiliate Ding when he lives.

The four workers just saw their heads grabbing Misha and twitched crazily before they could catch someone. The four looked at each other and said that this guy was too excited.

He hurriedly ran over and helped his head up. The head was not dead yet, and he was still gas. Several workers quickly picked up their heads. At this time, they didn't care about Ding You and Misha, shouting that they would be sent to the hospital, but it was at least a two-hour drive from the nearest hospital, not to mention that it can't be opened at all now.

Although Ding You saw the attack mode of Misa's ability, he still didn't figure out the truth about Misa's ability. Why did the man's head crack like a book page? Is it because Misha's pure white little hand cut his head with five fingers and then used his slippery ability to make these five mouths slippery and crack bigger and bigger? Ding You felt that he could only think so.

Misha looked at her hand in a daze. She was the ability owner. She not only saw all the movements of the little hand, but also clearly knew how she worked, because the little hand was unconsciously dominated by her. Although it was not the first time she saw these cute little hands, it was the first time she saw these small hands. The attack of the hand, just grab it out of the head like that...

Thinking about this, even Misha's tough nerves couldn't help but feel nauseous. He covered his stomach and began to vomit.

The scene was chaotic for a long time. The head stood up for more than three minutes and then died. At this time, the workers found that there seemed to be something wrong with the face of the head. It was at this time that they were sternly terrmented to find that there was nothing in the eye socket of their head, and the eyeballs were missing! This kind of scene is absolutely creepy.

Misha almost vomited. She found a clean place and wiped her mouth with snow. After chewing a few mouthfuls of snow, she was much better. The pain and disgusting look on her face was exchanged for an inexplicable joy. She controlled those little hands to get out and drill back, and even forgot that she was almost naked in the snow.

Ding You felt that the play was almost the same here. He walked a few steps to Misha and motioned Misha to leave here.

Misha looked provocatively at Ding You and turned to the workers. Ding You couldn't help frowning. He didn't pity these workers. Every good person of these people deserved it. He just felt that Misha's personality gave him a headache, and her wonderful ability made him feel even more brain pain.

Once you know how to use this thing, you will get started very quickly, just like riding a bicycle. When you don't know it, it is rare to die. Once you master the skill, it is as simple as eating with someone, because this is a kind of ability.

Misa walked to the group of workers who were a little at a loss with confidence. Then Ding You saw the white light flashing. The workers' faces opened five mouths one by one by one. The white and cute little hand quickly stirred from the heads of these people like pages and then withdrew back to Misha's hand.

The workers immediately felt like a half-wind, and their bodies couldn't help shaking and lying on the ground trembling.

The truck driver and the woman had been stunned for a long time. The truck driver suddenly shouted, "Monster!" Turn around and run away.

The woman seemed to be woken up and ran to the ditch under the mountain.

Although they are by their side, Ding You didn't chase them. It's easy to kill them. They can't stay alive now. Otherwise, his whereabouts will be exposed in the Han and Tang Dynasties. He is the first wanted criminal in the Han and Tang Dynasties. Although he is not afraid of anything, if he is behind thousands of strong biological and chemical soldiers. It's not a pleasant thing to follow closely.

He picked up two stones from the ground and wanted to give the two people a pleasure, but there was also a flower in front of him. He saw Misa chasing the two people running at an unimaginable speed. To Ding You's surprise, Misa's feet did not move, and his body seemed to be floating. It's average in the air.

Ding You looked at it slightly and couldn't help but smile bitterly. This Misha seemed to be more and more difficult to deal with. He saw countless small hands growing under Misa's feet. These small hands slipped on the ground like a rocket, and almost caught up with the two people in a few breaths, followed by two corpses. The sound of falling to the ground.

Misa stood there and seemed to be very proud to look at Ding You with provocative eyes again, and her eyes were full of hostility. Indeed, she was in the 17th century when Ding Yu, a serious slave to her father who took her to abduct her. Since she came to this world, she has been repressed everywhere, making her look at Ding everywhere. Worry's face makes her arrogant nobleman feel quite dissatisfied. In the past, she was very afraid of Ding You because he was a wizard, and she didn't have the idea of resistance at all, but now she is not a wizard. She has the same status as Ding You. At this time, she has There has been no trace of awe for a long time.

Ding You touched his nose and smiled, "Do you want to fight with me?" Although he knew that Misha didn't understand, he still asked.

Misa nodded and said something as if he understood, but Ding You didn't understand.

Ding You smiled again. He decided to really show Misa's color. He had to convince her all at once, otherwise there would be something wrong with Misa by his side.

Thinking of this, the cold light in Ding You's eyes flashed, and his body suddenly disappeared. The footprints on the snow quickly approached Misha, and each footprints vibrating a large area of snow. It looked extremely magnificent.

Misha's body slipped, and the white hands leaning against his feet began to become in a trance, constantly swinging back and forth like seaweed within five or six meters. Her feet were motionless, looking like a ghost, indescribably strange.

Four meters

Three meters

Two meters

Ding You suddenly appeared in front of Misa's body. He didn't want to spend time with Misa. He simply punched Misa's abdomen, because Misa wore a sling that was just wrapped in cloth. Ding You knew that as long as Misha's body was wrapped in something, it could not be slippery.

Misha suddenly found his weakness. The countless white hands under his feet immediately touched the ground, and the whole ground became abnormally slippery. Misha's body slipped out and fell back. Even so, Ding You's fist still rubbed on Misha's belly.

Misa was blown up by Ding You's punch. He fell into the snow and couldn't stand up for a long time.

Ding You did not have any strength for Misha's action. He was not afraid of killing Misha with one punch, because even if Misha died, he could bring him back to life, so although this punch was only rubbing Misha's stomach, he still beat Misha half to death.

Ding You stood in the snow like that, looking down at the rice sand that fell in the snowdrift and covered his stomach.

"Don't have a little ability to challenge me. If it hadn't been for your brother Dongtu's son threatening me, it would be easy for me to kill you." Although Ding You knew that Misha couldn't understand, he still said it. He believed that with his cold expression and tone, Misha could understand it, just like just now.

Although Misa rolled all over the ground in pain, her eyes were still staring at Ding You. Ding You sneered at this look. Only the weak will look at the strong with this kind of eyes.

Ding You waited for more than ten minutes like this. Seeing that Misha had suffered enough, his body had been frozen one by one. Knowing that the heat was almost over, he believed that his punch was enough to make Misha remember for a lifetime. He used his ability to instantly restore Misha's body to the one before he was punched. State.

Misha felt that his body was light, and the pain dissipated in an instant. He even drank a lot warmly and immediately stood up.

Ding You squinted and said, "Let's go!"

There was an inexplicable thing flashing in Misa's eyes. Ding was worried that it was a little bad, but he couldn't say what was wrong there...