Chapter 156 Mr. X begins to attack
The three mercenaries wearing gas masks on the roof can lift the roof at any time, and Mr. X, the "king of taekwon boxing" in Su Daji's mouth, and his subordinates led him are almost ready to break the door of the practice room. The situation is really critical. The weekend's big hand is placed in front of Su Daji's chest, and he can't care about Su Daji. The softness of one's chest.
In order to show that I didn't want to take advantage of Su Daji, I put my palm on Su Daji's chest on the weekend and deliberately closed my eyes: "Sister Su, what should I do now?"
On the weekend when he closed his eyes, there was no expression fluctuation. This was not that he was not moved by beauty, but that he pretended well. At this time, the greasy and fullness on the chest of the female goblin kept passing through the palm of the weekend to every cell of the weekend. On the weekend, she only felt restless and couldn't wait to rub it with that hand. One or two, but his skill in pretending to write is skillful, and this strange emotion was not felt by Su Daji.
I thought that the weekend was really calm, so Su Daji, who was very shy and nervous, was also relieved. She paused and whispered, "Your palm has reached my wound. Now you put the dark energy into the palm of your hand..."
Su Daji spoke very quietly because she was shy, but there were only her and the weekend in the practice room, so she listened to her words clearly on the weekend.
What did Su Daji say? He did what he did on the weekend. He first put his dark energy into his palm, and then followed the palm of his hand to the wound of Su Daji's heart. Then, the female goblin Su Daqi carried out her skills and introduced those dark strength into her heart.
The dark power played on the weekend is different from the dark power contained in Li Shanhai's pebble. According to the image, Li Shanhai's dark power is evil to hurt Su Daji, while the dark power on the weekend is just to help Su Daji.
Dark healing seems simple, which is in the eyes of laymen, but in the eyes of insiders, it is very dangerous.
Dark power healing is similar to the cupping of traditional Chinese medicine, but dark power can hurt people. No matter how clever people use dark power, it is very likely to accidentally hurt the other party. After all, I can't guarantee whether the dark power I put into Su Daji's body on the weekend is just right and the strength. If it is a little bit Inadvertently, the dark power became a murder weapon more powerful than a gun and bullet. The only result was that Su Daji's heart would be broken by the dark power that he did not control well.
Think about it, the dark force can control the 200-yard high-speed shot put, not to mention the human heart?
Su Daji didn't tell this on the weekend, and he didn't see any talk about the secret treatment in some martial arts books on weekends, so he didn't know the danger of this on the weekend.
Su Daji did not tell the weekend in order not to be psychologically stressed on the weekend. She just guided the weekend bit by bit, told her what to do next, and told her that she should use more dark energy at every step of the weekend.
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As time went by, Su Daji could feel that things were going smoothly. She could sense that the dark energy of Li Shanhai in her heart was being neutralizing by the dark energy of the weekend.
"Weekend, there are still five minutes left!" When Su Daji said this, her voice was lower, because she could not be distracted. Once distracted, half of her heart would be destroyed by the darkness of the weekend.
I didn't know that Su Daji trusted him so much and gave her life to himself, but he could feel that the danger was approaching step by step.
"Sister Su, the laser of the three mercenaries is about to cut open the roof..." On the weekend, he thought that the danger came from the three mercenaries, so he subconsciously glanced at the big screen.
"Don't be in the outside world and concentrate on luck, otherwise..." Su Daji finally couldn't bear to say the rest of the words. She frowned slightly, which was obviously the most critical moment.
And in fact, now is really the most critical moment.
In Su Daji's heart, a little dark energy the size of a grain of rice is the remnants hit by Li Shanhai with pebbles. Around the grains of rice, there is a dark energy of the same size, which is the dark energy crossed over the weekend.
Li Shanhai's dark energy is black, and the weekend's dark energy is white, just like the black and white in Go. As long as the white can swallow the black, then Su Daji's internal injury can recover, but if the black swallows the white, then...
Boom! Bang!
Two muffled sounds came from the roof and gate of the practice room respectively.
With the sound of the roof, a half-meter direct arc appeared on the roof, as if it were a sewer cover that was about to be lifted.
The muffled sound at the gate came from outside the door. Through the camera screen, it can be seen that X is directing the Japanese warrior and Muay Thai master to smash the door. The two of them are so strong that every fist and foot can shake the door. Looking at the situation, the gate will not last long.
"Sister Su..." Seeing that the roof had been opened a round entrance half a meter in diameter, a mercenary wearing a gas mask stretched an iron rope into the practice room. On the weekend, he was anxious and couldn't help shouting Su Daji again.
"Weekend, it's just a little short..." Su Daji closed her eyes at this time. She didn't care whether she opened her eyes on the weekend and saw her chest, and she didn't want to care whether X's people had entered the practice room.
In her heart, Heizi and Baizi have begun to fight with each other. Heizi is obviously not as powerful as Baizi, but Heizi is cunning enough. It takes a little time for him to play guerrillas with Baizi and hide. It will take Baizi to subdue it.
However, it's too late.
With the iron lock reaching into the practice room from the roof, a mercenary in camouflage and a gas mask has come in along the iron cable.
The mercenary who is used to fighting in various environments is like a leopard. In the blink of an eye, he has entered the practice room. Before the second mercenary jumps off the iron rope, the mercenary who came in has pulled out his waist*, unscrewed the warhead, and then ruthlessly threw it to the ground where he sat cross-legged with Su Daji on the weekend. Fang.
At the same time, the mercenary pulled out a cold shining * from his knee, which was exactly the same as the * used by the niggar. It should be the world's top weapon.
The mercenary did not pause at all, holding * and ran to the weekend ten steps away.
* In a moment, the whole practice room was shrouded in a vast expanse of whiteness, and even Su Daji on the opposite side could not be seen on weekends.
People's fear comes from their own hearts. Their eyes can't see, and their ears can hear the footsteps of the mercenary rushing towards them, which is undoubtedly the most terrible, because they don't know whether they will be killed by the cold light next second.
"Sister Su..." She shouted Su Daji again on the weekend.
At the same time, the white son in Su Daji's heart finally caught the black man. The black man fought in a very cruel way. The moment of collision, they all disappeared together.
"Puff..."
With Su Daji's soft cry, she felt the warmth on her chest on the weekend. It should be Su Daji who spit out the blood accumulated in her heart.
"Weekend, it worked!"
Su Daji's voice was very weak, but his words were full of hidden excitement, and the sound of rustling clothes came to the ears of the weekend.
"It worked, finally it worked!"
I will smile on the weekend.
The next second, he felt a chill on his back, and then a sharp pain came from his shoulder, which came from the mercenary's * stab in his vest.
"Look for death!" Although he couldn't see, his senses on the weekend were very clear. He could not only feel the mercenary standing behind him at this time, but also felt a fierce smile on the black man's face behind the gas mask.
In an instant, the weekend, which was still cross-legged on the ground, waved his palms back to his back.
The abundant dark energy made the air crackle in the smoke, and the knuckles of the next door and palms thrown out on the weekend also made a crisp sound, like a dragon, like a tiger roar.
"Hmm?" The mercenary felt the danger coming, and he was shocked and wanted to pull out * to escape.
But, it's late!
Almost * While just pulled out of the weekend vest, the slap thrown back on the weekend fell firmly on the mercenary's wrist.
click!
The wrist bone was broken by a palm, and the * fell off and was held by the weekend of turning around. What was held on the weekend was not the handle of the knife, but the knife body, the cold and shining knife body.
* is very sharp, but even 200 yards of speed and two hundred high-temperature shot put can be held on weekends, how can you not catch this *?
* In his hand, there was no pause on the weekend. While he stood up cross-legged, the * was inserted straight into the vest of the mercenary who was turning his head and was about to escape.
The knife body of nearly 30 centimeters was immersed in the mercenary's vest and then stabbed out of the front chest.
Immediately, the mercenary fell to the ground, and the bulletproof helmet hit the ground, making a muffled sound.
The next second, a sharp fist hit the weekend's forehead.
The punch was so strong that he was punched so that his whole head was thrown out on the weekend, and even his whole body staggered back.
However, the punching man did not plan to let go of the weekend. Almost at the same time as his body staggered back on the weekend, his knees were against the weekend's chest.
Although I was stunned by a punch on the weekend, the instinctive reaction of the body is still there. After all, what is trained on the plum blossom pile is the instinct of the body, a kind of conditioned reflex.
So, without waiting for the other party's knee to hit his chest, the iron sand palm on the weekend had waved out and grabbed the man's knee at once.
Release the dark energy again, and the dark energy is hit from the palm of the hand, like the venom spit out by a poisonous snake, which suddenly sprayed on the man's knee.
"Ah!" The man screamed and retreated like a ghost.
Knowing that the other party was going to escape, he didn't care about the thick smoke around him on the weekend. He shook his head and raised his feet to catch up.
The weekend moved ridiculously fast, faster than the speed of a sports car on the highway. Almost in the blink of an eye, he had caught up with the man who ran away backwards.
Without words, his palms came out on the weekend and patted the man's head one after the other.
After the man punched his head for the first time, he guessed that the man was the Muay Thai master brought by X on the weekend. It should be that after three mercenaries went to the practice room one after another, one of them opened the door of the practice room and let Mr. X and others in.
The movement speed on the weekend is fast, and the palm is faster. In an instant, the palm in front of him has reached the door of the Muay Thai master, and his palm can even feel the skin beating.
"Oh!" With a roar, the Muay Thai master punched in the face of danger, and the punch was fierce and directly against the iron sand palm of the weekend.
Darkness is a final kill, and the recovery speed is very slow. I don't know how long this fight will last on weekends, so this time, he did not use dark strength, but bright strength.
The fists were facing each other, and on the weekend, he felt that his wrist was sinking and almost smashed by the other party's fist. However, this discomfort only lasted for a second, and the next second, his open palm suddenly grabbed the opponent's fist.
click!
The sound of the broken knuckles came, and the next second, the Muay Thai master screamed: "Ah..."
He didn't stop on weekends, and the last slap hit the heart of the Muay Thai master accurately.
Bang!
The Muay Thai master, who suffered a hard slap, flew out by the weekend's slap, and it was particularly clear in the smoky practice room.
It was not until this moment that a problem was found on the weekend. There was no movement at all except for the painful voice of the Muay Thai master not far away!
"Where have the others gone? Where is Sister Su? What about X? What about the Japanese samurai with a knife?