Battle of the Twin Cities: The Ninth Councilor

Chapter 33 The Shock Girl and the Jelly Man
"Whose wires are leaking?"

Marcus tilted his head and stared at it for half a minute, but there was no more lightning, and he blamed his own delusional eyes for the scene just now.

Turn around and follow the team escorting the four children, and return to Piltover Law Enforcement Bureau together.

Not long after they left, a green-haired girl came out from the corner where Marcos saw the lightning. She pinched her left wrist tightly with her right hand, as if something uncontrollable would happen if she didn't do so.

"Zeli, you lost, go home."

Suddenly a weird voice sounded behind the girl, and the unsmooth tone made it easy to think of a patient with a slight language barrier.

"Wow!"

"Crackling..."

The girl named Ze Li was taken aback, she unconsciously let go of her right hand, and a few bright blue lightning flashed out from between her left fingers.

She turned out to be a magician who could control electric magic!
Although looking at her appearance, it doesn't look like she can control the thunder and lightning freely.

However, this is a common problem for most people who are born to understand arcane arts. It takes a long time to adapt to mastering arcane arts. Often this period of time starts from their adolescence and ends when they are young.

Of course, there are also people who are very talented, and they can play arcane arts in the palm of their hands at a young age.

There are also people with extremely poor talent, and they must be taught by a special person for a long time before they can learn how to control magical energy.

"Zach, you scared me!" Zeli patted her chest, "Where did you hide just now? I searched everywhere but couldn't find you."

The creature named Zac in front of the girl is not exactly a conventional creature, let alone a human name.

He was just a dark green jelly-like solid, and his not-so-transparent body looked like a piece of green apple-flavored jelly that fell to the ground.

"I, on the ground, a puddle." Zach stretched his body and pointed to a small puddle not far away. There was indeed a small puddle on the ground.

"Why do you always use this trick?" Zeli complained dissatisfiedly: "How many times have I told you that the water on the ground is not clean, don't go into it again."

"But, it's comfortable." Zach was puzzled, the puddles on the ground were like home to him, why did Zeli always stop herself?

"Oh...forget it, it's not your fault, who told you to be born from these weird puddles?"

Zeli shook her head helplessly, and then dragged Zach into the alley behind her: "Let's go, the game of hide and seek is over, let's go home."

"By the way, guess what I saw just now?"

"A group of enforcers from Piltover captured four children from Bottom City!"

"Mom and Dad are right. Pilkees really like to bully people, even children."

"In the future, we have to change to another place to play, and we can't go there anymore."

……

"By the way, Wei, let me tell you something very interesting."

Baobao raised his eyes and carefully looked at Wei's gloomy face, knowing that she was still angry with him, so he wanted to tell some jokes to make his sister happy.

"What? Are you trying to say something about slugs again?" Wei turned her head away from Baobo, but after a while she was still reluctant, and turned her head back.

"It's not a slug, it's a big piece of green jelly!"

Baobao recalled it for a while, and said happily: "When we ran away just now, I stepped on a puddle. I thought I would be splashed with dirty water, but I didn't expect that the puddle was full of green, bouncing jelly. Very fun!"

"What's so fun?" Wei was preoccupied: "Is it more fun than a trampoline?"

"Of course, it's much more fun than a trampoline!" Bang Bang got excited, chattering about how he must get the jelly back when he has a chance, and lie down on it to sleep.

"See?" Melo nudged Craig.

Clegg was thinking about something, but his thoughts were suddenly interrupted, and he didn't react for a while: "What? What did you see?"

"It exploded."

Mellow complained: "We are still not sure about Vandel's safety. Only she can talk and laugh heartlessly, as if it doesn't matter whether Vandel is dead or alive in her eyes."

When he said these words, he didn't hide it. Of course Wei and Baobao heard it, and turned their heads to glare at him.

"What? Did I say something wrong?" Milo didn't take it seriously, raised his hand and put it behind his head as before, and found that he was handcuffed, and put it down again annoyed, "I said she was The scourge around us, if she hadn't brought the law enforcement officer over, we wouldn't have ended up like this!"

"Hey!" Bakugou shouted dissatisfied: "I was here to save you, if it weren't for me, you would have been arrested and tortured by those bad guys!"

"Hmph, we could have escaped without you." Milo turned his head and said firmly.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Bang Bang's performance this time was indeed beyond everyone's expectations.

It was just a little help by mistake.

Yes, by mistake!

A drag bottle is always a drag bottle!
"Mello, Bobo is just young." Clegg tried to smooth things over: "You were not much better than Bobo at her age."

However, this is what Milo doesn't like to hear the most. He hates people comparing himself with this oil bottle: "Who said that? I was much better than her when I was her age, okay?"

"Really?" Clegg said noncommittally, "Wait until the day when your score in the shooting game exceeds [-]% before you say this, at least that way you will have more confidence."

Don't look at how thin and weak Baobo is, it seems that he is not very good at sports and fighting.

In fact, she is a natural sharpshooter, as long as it is related to shooting, she can master it faster than others.

This is also the reason why the little monkey was thrown so accurately before.

And she can always come up with fantastic ideas in making some small props, a few gears and clockwork springs plus iron pieces of different shapes, she can always tinker with some small surprises in her hands.

Bobo obviously has so many advantages, but Milo always turns a blind eye to the things that Bobo messed up.

This may be because of their group, Wei and Craig are better than him, if even the youngest Bobo surpasses him, he will become the worst one.

In fact, they are all small problems, just enlighten them.

Marcus walked beside them, and the other law enforcement officers tried to scold them to shut them up several times, but Marcus stopped them.

After observing for a while, he said to Milo: "Actually, admitting that others are better than yourself is also a kind of courage. If you don't want to be a fool, you should work hard to make yourself better than others in a certain way, not by belittling others. level to improve myself.”

"What are you talking about? Me? Belittling her?" Milo looked up at Marcos, with a no-joke expression on his face: "I need to belittle Bobo to improve my sense of superiority? You are too humorous."

"It's okay not to admit it." Marcos shook his head lightly: "After all, recognizing yourself is the first step to becoming stronger. In this regard, others can do better than you."

This time, Melo fell silent and did not continue to refute Marcos.

Maybe he knew what Marcus said in his heart, but he himself was unwilling to admit it.

Marcus did not continue to put pressure on Milo. In fact, Milo's nature is not bad, but he grew up in Zaun's environment, and he has more or less psychological problems.

If possible, Marcos would like to train him.

Although sliding door lock picking is not on the table, but at some times, it may be more effective than others.

(End of this chapter)