High Magic Earth

The blood was filled, and the strong smell of blood stimulated Jebdia's heart.

As a criminal villain who is on the rise and not yet infamous, the amount of blood contaminated in the hands of the Purple Man Jebdia is equally high.

But not once, there is such a deep understanding at this moment.

Perhaps the enemies in front of her are deaf, and all her power has lost its effect. At this moment, she is more like an ordinary person.

Just like there was no power at that time, I could only passively accept the child at the mercy of my parents.

From the moment she awakened, Jebdia never experienced a normal life for a day.

Any sentence of her will be understood as an order, and any order will be strictly carried out by people, and even a complaint will be tried to be true by the people around her.

No communication, and no one can communicate with her.

In the eyes of Jebdia, the world is more and more like a game, and she. . It is a well-deserved protagonist.

No, maybe not the protagonist, but the administrator, gm.

But in any case, the whole world began to become more and more empty, no amount of freshness and excitement could fill the hole in her heart, so she became more and more exaggerated, more and more crazy, and more and more irritable.

Because of everything, it's like a one-man drama that nobody watches.

It seems that she has everything in the world, but she will realize after freshness, she actually has nothing, and it is not as good as the puppets controlled by her.

But now, the threat from real death and the stimulus of **** smell make Jebdia's heart beat once again, that is one kind. . Feeling alive.

Of course, Yi Chou directly ignored Jebdia's feelings, and he was too lazy to ignore those sad and sad autumns.

In the time when the broken blade was skimmed out for less than 0.1 second, Yi Chou stepped forward at the same time, and the palm of the other hand was pushed **** the chest of the ninja in front of him.

"Bang-poo!"

As if hitting a train head-on, there was a muffled noise in the chest of this unlucky bastard, and a large stream of scarlet blood spewed from his mouth, and the whole person flew out.

Eight poles, push palm.

As a representative of the mysterious side of the magical limit, Yi Biao naturally has not entered the world of Eastern fantasy martial arts. He even doubts whether there are these sub-worlds in the second world.

However, the silver tongue can also give him a superb and powerful fighting technique.

It is very simple to do this, and you can learn Batman completely. As long as you put a template like him on your body, Yi Biao can immediately become proficient in hundreds of martial arts genres.

These martial arts schools may not be as fantasy as they are in the martial arts world, but they are also practical, all based on various force techniques developed by the human body mechanics. After all, so many schools may occasionally be mixed with some strange existence.

Yi Chao, who is proficient in various martial arts genres in the world, can be said to be full of breathing skills in close combat. As long as there is no Eastern Fantasy World where the martial arts sword skills are infinitely high, then no matter what era, whether it is the swordsman ninja in the east or the west The knight gladiators, Yi Chou, are master-level existences who can crush them in combat.

And although he doesn't have the inner power mentality and the like in the Eastern Fantasy World, Yi Chou can also use other methods to strengthen his strength and physical strength to suppress the enemy.

For example, the pseudo-steel body, even if there is a pseudo-word in front, there are still not many people who can block the terrifying power of the Kryptonians.

This is how Yi Chou flew the ninja out in one blow. This is after he has converged 90% of the power, otherwise this ninja will definitely not be blown away like others under the blow of his terror. Like the enemies of his powers, he pierced through the walls of countless buildings and went out, but it will be directly transformed into the sky of blood mist and flesh.

The elbows were recovered, Yi Xiao flew up, and immediately followed.

In fact, pushing the palm is just a very simple movement, and there is no complicated or cumbersome force method, but it is also the most suitable for use now.

Direct and practical.

At the moment when he pushed his palm out, Yi Chou could see the horrifying glance in the ninja's eyes, as well as his efforts to resist, but everything had no effect at all.

Because in the eyes of the ninja, the clamor is too fast, and even only a residual image is left, and even the movements can not be seen clearly, so how can we talk about resistance.

However, in his opinion, his movements are still too slow.

He has converged his divine power, and he has not even used the power of pseudo-divine power. Even so, all the movements of the ninja are still terrible and slow in Yi Biao's eyes.

Every move is like slow-motion playback.

"boom!"

Along with the second muffled sound, Yi Chou caught up with him in the air and fell with a heavy punch. Suddenly, blood spattered.

. . .

The **** kitchen under the night is chaotic and full of sin, but that is after all a minority area. The patrol police of the **** kitchen is more than half that of other regions, and the area of ​​the **** kitchen is not large, so most of the crime and chaos are still hiding. In the deep dark corner.

Going out at night will rarely cause problems if it's not too bad.

Although as a single woman, Jessica Jones also has no pressure on the night tour of Hell's Kitchen, which is the single-row dog fearless! . . Ah no, just to say that she is confident in her strength.

Anyone who wants to hit her idea must first try the power of her righteous iron fist. Even if she escapes her fist, in fact, at the last minute, Jessica’s legs will pinch the opponent's waist.

This is not an adjective of fragrant *, but in the true sense. . Lazy waist cut off.

Believe me, Jessica has such power, blocking the waist and cutting off, the blood in the intestines and organs all over the place. . Definitely has nothing to do with fragrance*.

The Hell's Kitchen at night was quiet, and there was almost no one on the street. After all, not everyone was as fearless as Jessica.

The end of the silent block was empty, filled with darkness, like a giant mouth of a monster that was about to devour people.

When the cold night wind blew, Jessica suddenly sober again.

"*Dead guy!"

She thought that the vagueness might be the modification of her memory, and she scolded it suddenly, "Don't let me find who you are."

In the big night, she should now lie down on her quilt, or sleep on a cold wooden chair drunkenly, and spend a wonderful night instead of blowing cold wind.

Okay, Jessica is still that Jessica. Even if Yi Chou changed her memory, she is still so irritable and anxious.

Tightening the jacket, Jessica strode into the night.

"Da da!"

Jessica's footsteps echoed slowly in the empty streets.

As an old fritter in the hell's kitchen, Jessica is not as perverted as the love of this land by lawyer Ma, but she is also familiar with every neighborhood here.

She is a detective. Although she hates the police, she has to deal with them often.

. . Well, this interaction may not be as we cooperated with the police as we thought, but she is a regular visitor to the police station.

Jessica is an informal person, in other words, a little carefree.

She has the urge to do things, and often makes very bad decisions without going through her brain. . Then involved a series of worse consequences.

In fact, things often get messy when she is there.

The police were the last to clean up the mess.

Jessica is not a gangster who really ignores the law like a gang. She will run away before the police come, but if she is blocked, she will not force her to escape.

She has studied law and naturally knows what it means to refuse arrest.

This makes her a regular visitor to the police station. Although it is not a big deal, she has the natural identity of a private detective who enters and exits the crime scene. It will still be released in the end, but neither Jessica nor the police will like it. The other side.

So she is really familiar with the road to the police station, she can't be familiar with it, keep moving forward, then left. .

"Wow!"

"Ah..."

Jessica frowned, showing a trace of impatience on her face.

It seems that her luck is not so good tonight.

It was the figure of four or five heads buckled under the hood, looking at their movements and figure, they should all be young people.

They are dressed like a group of nondescript hip-hops, all white, and Jessica knows these guys. They are not the tumors of Hell's Kitchen, those gangsters, but they are also not good people.

These unemployed young people are truly unemployed. They wander all day long and do nothing. When they meet the pedestrians at night, they will immediately turn into sins and take out their knives for robbery.

When meeting single women like Jessica, occasionally some other sinful thoughts are born.

Obviously, after kicking over the only trash can standing upside down the block, they also noticed Jessica approaching the roadside.

They made a slight commotion, and then quickly calmed down and continued to walk towards Jessica.

In this case, the normal course of action should be to return immediately or run in another direction. Most of the time, they will not forcefully chase each other.

They can't block each other's mouth for the first time, so if the other party is screaming and asking for help when they are frightened, it is likely to attract police patrolling around.

These guys are not gangsters and have no courage to compete with the police.

But who is Jessica, she is Jessica, Jessica Jones.

In the face of this group of obviously not good people, and obviously not well-intentioned guys, not only did she not evade, but she still walked up head-on without being slow.

For a moment, even the opposite side was a little confused.

But regardless of whether the brain can touch it, the distance between the two is still getting closer.

The block was not long at first, and half a minute later, the two people could not stand one meter apart.

This group of young people dressed as hippies spread out in a tacit understanding, and slightly sandwiched Jessica in them. They had long observed the surrounding terrain. The corner not far away was a back alley, although the back alley It is also the place where the police take care of when patrolling, but when they are here, robbery or other criminal incidents have long ended.

"boom!"

This group of pseudo-hippies not only dress up towards the hippies, but also walk very similarly to the hippies.

As soon as I walked, my whole body was trembling, shaking left and right, almost one person occupied two meters of space, and just as the two groups were about to pass by, one of them was not surprised, not slow Run into Jessica.

Don't look at him walking slowly, but after all, he is a young man with strong body and a severe shoulder drop, and he and Jessica's forward body are at the same time.

It was like some kind of invisible signal. The associates around him immediately stopped at the same time and surrounded the two.

This is the most common way to find faults. If there is no accident next, it is probably to ask why I hit me, and then the quarreling and shoving finally intensified.

But a pity. . This group of little guys met Jessica Jones.

"You didn't have long eyes when walking on tm!"

The classic question is coming, but. . It was not this group of hippies who cursed, but Jessica.

"Have your brains been mixed with the big *?"

She stopped, staring coldly at the guy who hit her, and her head was covered with a curse, and the saliva almost flew to the other's face.

This poor little guy was also scolded, and he probably didn't expect this to happen in his dream, and his face was dull.

Want to come in his thinking, whether he hit someone or someone hit him, after seeing so many people around, he will honestly admonish, not to mention a single woman.

For a moment his head was a bit confused.

In fact, the friends around him are not so good, they all feel that their heads can't be turned around for a while~www.readwn.com~ But after all, it wasn’t them who were scolded by their noses. One of the guys wearing a shirt with a skull printed on it and carrying a gold chain reacted first.

He sneered, "Great chick, hot enough, I like it."

"I hope that your mouth will be as flexible as it is now."

Obviously, this is a pun.

Seeing this guy's unsmiling smile, full of malicious and flirtatious words, other people also found their usual feelings and surrounded them with no good intentions.

Jessica, who was surrounded by it, also sneered.

She walked towards the loud guy with a big smile, no femininity on her body, like a sloppy old drunk, but she couldn't stand her face and good figure, so all the shortcomings could be covered up.

"Is it."

Jessica sneered as she walked, then put her hand on the man's shoulder.

"I have more flexibility, do you want to see it."

As soon as the words fell, she raised her knees and slammed into a fragile part.

But at the same time, the guy in the skull shirt still smiled, even *laughed unchanged, and also grabbed his backhand, directly blocking Jessica's knee blow.

"Do you look like an idiot, naive girl?" he asked funny.

"Yes."

But Jessica, who was blocked from the sneak attack, did not panic. Instead, she nodded seriously and replied, "You are a big idiot."

"what!"

At the next moment, accompanied by a crunchy wrist fracture and some kind of eggshell breaking sound, the screaming cry shattered the night sky of the entire **** kitchen.

I don't know how many people in sleep have woken up.

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