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Chapter 522

"Oh! My God, I have never seen such a beautiful and noble lady in my life. I bet she must be an angel."

A young man stared at Leng obsessively.

High heels, big white legs, luxurious gold trim on the one-piece miniskirt, cool face, flawless cheeks.

An adolescent heart is constantly beating in the heat.

"She must be a goddess, I think I'm in love with her."

The corner of the mouth of a middle-aged uncle next to the young man was even crystal clear.

Leng rolled his eyes.

I have seen too many scenes like this.

People on Earth always like to think with their lower body, regardless of gender.

Ah!A superficial creature that is superficial.

Leng ignored the group of people and walked slowly on the street.

Although I really don't like the greed and possession in the eyes of these people.

But Leng very much enjoys the feeling of being sought after.

"Oh, I'm still very attractive, so many people have ideas for me."

The corners of Leng's mouth raised slightly.

There are few people like Li Yubin who have a goddess by their side and still turn a blind eye.

Deserves to be single forever.

Think about it coldly and get angry.

Pooh!Not as good as animals.

Leng had a good time in the town for a few days, and then he was going to leave here and go to other places.

Anyway, Li Yubin couldn't get away, leaving enough time for himself to play.

It's just that the people on Earth are a little too enthusiastic.

There will always be someone who invites you to drink water with psychedelics, or stops you in the middle of the night and sends you an invitation to love with a toy gun.

After dealing with the troublesome guys, there's always the weird fat person getting out of the car with the red and blue lights on, and then wants to ask himself to be their guest.

Ah, this is so hospitable.

Cold doesn't panic at all.

Just like that, I slowly came to the means of transportation left by those strange obese people, and drove towards the nearest first-tier commercial city.

It is that there are more cars chasing after him with red and blue lights behind him.

Strangely good-looking.

Just too noisy.

Really swagger.

to the target city.

Los Angeles.

Leng was really curious about this city.

This city has a title that Leng likes but disdains very much.

City of Angels.

I like it very much, because Leng himself is an angel.

Very disdainful, but also because Leng himself is an angel.

The city of mortals is actually called the city of angels.

This sense of intimacy and doubt made Leng really want to take a look.

Los Angeles is the city of angels in people's eyes. In people's eyes, this place is favored by God.

It is prosperous and inclusive, unlike the boundless loneliness of the central plain.

It is passionate and free, unlike the indifference and aloofness of the east and west coasts.

The stars are bright and the sun is shining.

There seems to be nothing lacking here, but it also seems that everything can be accepted.

Beautiful, charming, holy.

It's like a fairytale city.

Colorful.

Music, literature, art, religion, film and television, gardens, beaches.

A harmonious combination of classical beauty and modern beauty.

This is a beautiful garden of the gods.

As long as there are no people with a human mentality, this place is simply a holy place.

However, Leng ran into trouble.

At the very edge of the city, in a checkpoint.

Dense police cars were blocking the main road, and the police were on standby. They raised their guns and pointed at a classic car in the middle of the road.

"The woman in front! Get out of the car quickly, squat down, and put your head in your hands!"

"You better get caught!"

Leng glanced at the nervous policemen, feeling very weird.

I saw Leng's eyes turned white, and his insightful eyes opened.

"Well, language, civilization, so that's how it is. Although the development of this is similar to that of the earth in our universe, it is also very different."

He muttered to himself, making the police even more nervous.

Stepping out gracefully from the car, the policeman's eyes were slightly distracted by Leng's slender but shiny white legs.

Slowly walking forward step by step, this behavior made the police even more nervous.

"Don't come here again! Just squat down on the spot! Otherwise we will shoot!"

Leng smiled disdainfully.

The arrogance that Li Yubin didn't have in front of him was completely reflected on his face at this moment.

Angels are the most beautiful creatures and the noblest civilizations in the known universe.

As if he didn't hear the warning, Leng continued to move forward, walking unhurriedly.

The police began to lose their nerve.

When the police report was made, the report from the small town police station was once considered a joke.

until they see the video.

The woman easily pinched the incoming bullet, and then flicked it backhand.

Three inches deep into the wall.

Driving a classic car, I came to an intersection that was being repaired.

The car can't drive through, what should I do?
The woman grabbed and picked up the classic car lightly, and then walked across the intersection for maintenance.

Hell, this woman doesn't have Stark's armor on her body!
An alien like Thor?

These people are not sure yet.

The Avengers seem to have no intention of taking care of it.

After all, this woman hasn't actively hurt anyone yet.

But how can such a dangerous person let himself go?

So, with the intervention of S.H.I.E.L.D., these people were mobilized.

The only ones who stopped Leng were ordinary policemen.

The real agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the military special population just hid and watched.

Because this woman will naturally give them a reason to make a move.

The police opened fire.

Bang bang sounded one after another.

The bullet hit the woman.

But the woman didn't respond at all.

Leng frowned.

Bullets will naturally not cause any damage to themselves.

It doesn't even hurt very much.

However, even if it doesn't hurt, a group of country brats will surround you with sand and beat you.

You must be upset too.

He glanced indifferently at the group of policemen in front of him, shaking his fingers lightly.

"Definition, gunpowder composition conversion.

The conversion is successful and converted into water. "

Real water gun.

The second wave of police attacks was completely ineffective.

Only a stream of water flows out from the gap between the barrel and the gun.

Such unexplainable and weird things made the police even more frightened.

"Strange. Monster! Monster!"

Even though they had come into contact with some extraordinary people on a daily basis, such a scene still caused many policemen to have a mental breakdown.

fear!

Leng frowned even tighter.

"Who are you calling a monster?! Stupid human!"

Sure enough, not everyone is the same as A Bin.

Humans are still human.

Cold eyes filled with chill.

"It's best not to stop me. I don't mean to hurt anyone. I just want to have more fun in this city."

The leading policeman swallowed hard.

Americans with persecution paranoia will not believe this kind of truth.

On the contrary, if you say that you want to harm them.

They must have believed it then.

"Huh! Who knows if what you said is true or not, you are so suspicious, if you have anything to say, come with us and talk about it!"

The trembling policeman is still tough on his lips.

(End of this chapter)