Chapter 121 The Weak

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and suddenly there was a flash of light!

That light is like the light of the sun falling, and no one can see anything in an instant!

"Ah! What's the matter!"

Liao Fan covered his eyes in an instant, but the strong light passed through the gap of his fingers, and his vision was blurred...

In a trance, he saw the blonde woman coming towards him with an unusually strange smile.

But Zhang Bowen stabbed out and stopped the woman.

"Oh? Aren't you afraid of the light of the divine wings? The woman's beautiful face showed surprise: "It's really amazing... Peter! See, someone doesn't like your trick!"

"I don't believe it!" The young man behind her smiled contemptuously: "Sherly, get out of the way... This man is mine."

The woman's figure flashed and instantly shifted her position.

This is not a blindfold! She didn't move according to the regularity at all!

Zhang Bowen saw it seriously. The woman's inadvertent hand just now has shown her strength.

In the face of these two enemies, he doesn't know how to deal with them.

"You worm, how can you die obediently?" The handsome man, who was called Peter by the woman, smiled, with one finger on his eyebrows and the other hand on his chest: "All-powerful Lord, please use my strength to kill these demons!"

"Puff!" Zhang Bowen couldn't help laughing: What is this?

But then he couldn't laugh. He saw a white light on the other party's body. The light instantly enveloped his whole body and began to spread in all directions!

Humph! Why do you use the power of God? It's so mysterious!

Zhang Bowen sneered and then slammed his whole body! A red light wrapped him up!

"Oh? It turned out to be a fellow..." The blonde man seemed to be surprised, and the white light on his body was even hotter.

He smiled and said to Zhang Bowen, " More than a hundred years ago, my father learned this magical martial arts from an exiled martial artist. I didn't expect to see such a person in today's Asia... I thought that Asian civilization had long ceased to exist..."

"So, you use the tricks of our ancestors and say that we are inferior creatures?" Zhang Bowen signaled everyone to retreat with one hand, and then smiled contemptuously: "I'm sorry, this is just our most ordinary martial arts skill, but... It's really shocking that a foreigner like you can have a talent to learn..."

"Hey, Pete!" The woman standing behind laughed impatiently: "Have you finished talking?"

"Shut up!" The man blushed and then shouted in a strong tone, "Listen! As a gas refiner, I will give you a way to live! As long as you surrender as my subordinate now, I can plead for you!"

Zhang Bowen didn't finish speaking, but raised his middle finger extremely resolutely.

"Good! Is this your answer?" Facing this abrupt middle finger, Pete's angry face turned green: | "I'll show you what a real gas refiner is!"

After saying that, the white light on his body suddenly expanded and wrapped the whole hall in an instant!

"Is this the only way?" Zhang Bowen stood in front of him with a calm face, and the dazzling light of the other party had no effect on him!

"How is that possible!" Peter gritted his teeth: "A strong beam of light can't be immune to any creature. Even I have to wear special glasses... How can you..."

Zhang Bowen smiled and pointed to his eyes: "I'm sorry, your trick is useless for myopic patients, and those who wear colored contacts. If we misplace you, like me, you also wear contact lenses, right?

"I'm wearing a beautiful pupil..." The woman smiled and said, "Peter, it seems that you can't get along with this trick!"

"Bastard! Do you think I can only do this?" Peter spread his hands angrily, and his hands were as wide as the wings of an eagle.

At first glance, Peter is the kind of standard white man, with long arms and high nose and deep eyes.

But he is a little cowardly in his temperament, so that he looks a little obscene in front of Zhang Bowen, who is half shorter than himself.

Zhang Bowen has seen through the details of the other party at this moment. The most terrible thing is not this man, but the woman who looks like a bird.

Although the blonde woman does not take action in person all the time, Zhang Bowen believes that it is difficult to catch the target just by virtue of her ghostly body.

Peter has been in a cold sweat. Obviously, he has never met such an opponent that gives him a headache.

Not only do you happen to see through your unique trick, but you are also a powerful gas refiner! Such an opponent is what he is most afraid of.

"I'll give you one last chance!" He shouted desperately, "Even if you defeat me, there is also the little devil Shirley!" You have no chance of winning at all! Let's surrender obediently!"

Zhang Bowen laughed almost breathlessly: "Brother, don't you have any self-esteem?"

As soon as this word came out, all the sounds disappeared, leaving only the crisp sound of the other party's teeth biting.

Shirley, who was standing behind, suddenly dodged and hid in the distance.

Zhang Bowen noticed the strangeness of the other party. He felt that the other party was concentrating all his energy, and the white aurora was getting stronger and stronger... He could hardly see the other party's eyebrows and face clearly!

"Drink!" Suddenly, Peter shouted loudly, and a strong beam of light rushed to Zhang Bowen!

The energy driven by this beam of light is very amazing, roaring with gravel!

Zhang Bowen didn't have time to react, so he could only dodge sideways as much as possible, and the beam of light brushed his left shoulder!

The hot and severe pain came from the shoulder, and the blood instantly dyed the white clothes red.

Zhang Bowen still has a disdainful smile on his face: "Well, there are two things to do, but you are still far from killing me!"

"Shirley..." Unexpectedly, Peter, who was invincible just now, turned his head in a low voice: "Help me, I've run out of internal energy..."

The woman shook her head and came over, looking at Peter, who was tired and kneeling down, shaking his fingers: "Uncle, it seems that you'd better keep a low profile in the future. With your inner energy, it's really not enough!"

When Zhang Bowen saw that his opponent had changed to that woman, he suddenly became nervous.

"Blog!" At this time, Liao Fan, who was hiding behind the bar, stretched out his head and said, "Let me help you!"

You help the ball... Zhang Bowen almost blurted out: Even the soft-footed shrimp Peter can't cope with it. How can he help?

"Look around!" Liao Fan whispered to Zhang Bowen in Jinjiang dialect, "Use electric shock!"

Zhang Bowen immediately understood that the woman was in a gorgeous chandelier on the top of her head!

The chandelier is very expensive at a glance, and it is magnificent and huge. If the thing with electricity falls on people's heads, it doesn't feel good.

Even the strong Shirley, it seems that her defense ability is ordinary. The protective gas shield used to defend the bullet just now is weaker than her own red gas!