My elf is 100 million points stronger

The shattered glass fell from the sky, and the building of Yuhong Department Store began to make noise.

The glass bridge on the top of the building began to shake, and two of the fixed steel bars were blown off by something, the stressed structure was destroyed, and the remaining steel bars were twisted shockingly, making the frightening sound like a death knell.

The cries of the children on the glass bridge were piercing. They huddled together tightly, their bodies trembling like chaff.

The anxious parents shouted and cried, those who desperately wanted to climb up the steel bars, and those who calmly searched for tools and called the police.

The entire seventh floor suddenly became a mess.

Bai Luo's palms were clenched suddenly, and he was pinching the edge of the table tightly, the veins on the back of his hands were bulging.

Bai Luo's expression was already as cold as ice, and his figure that was about to explode just now stopped, because Chimora, who was sitting opposite him, shook the remote control in his hand, with a playful and crazy expression on his face.

What he meant was very clear, if Bai Luo made a move, he would detonate all the bombs without any scruples.

Bai Luo is already scolding in his heart now, he really doesn't know what the security guards of the alliance do, can the Rockets install bombs in such a place with a lot of traffic?

What's going on in these people's minds? ?

Glancing at the two swaying bridges, although the shaking was not small, there were still a lot of steel bars supporting them tenaciously.

There is still time.

Bai Luo took a deep breath, leaned his back against the back of the chair, stomped his feet vigorously, his wrists naturally dropped, as if he had completely given up on the plan to control Chimora.

Chimora played with the remote control in his hand. He stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his chapped lips. He let out a strange laugh: "Hehehehe, now I know I didn't lie to you."

Bai Luo's drooping wrist moved. He looked at Chimora with a proper expression of fear and impatience. His voice was a little trembling, as if he was pretending to be calm: "You, what are you going to do?"

Seeing Bai Luo's expression of pretending to be calm, the corners of Chimora's mouth widened, and he seemed to enjoy this feeling very much.

Chimora brought her empty hands to her ears, showing an expression of enjoyment: "Listen, this pleasant voice is so wonderful."

Chimora turned her head sideways, revealing the scarlet tattoo on the side of her neck, which was a capital R and a poisonous snake wrapped around it.

"Let's play a game."

Chimora's shoulders were shaking, and the expression on his face was extremely joyful. The distorted sense of pride made Bailuo think of a person, that is, the evil scientist of Team Rocket whose limbs were broken by him—Kolcha.

Bai Luo maintained just the right amount of panic and eagerness on his face, his heart was gradually filled with surging murderous intent, the deepest purple in his pupils lingered, hidden in the depths of the dark pupils, and he didn't know when it would burst out.

Chimora pointed to the shaky glass bridge and the crowd trying to rescue the children with her chin, and said with a smile: "There is just a good chance, have you seen those children?"

Bai Luo looked away, and there were a group of children trapped on the two bridges. There were more children on the left, about ten of them. They gathered together and cried, and even began to push each other in extreme panic.

There are only three children on the right. The older boy hugged his two younger sisters tightly, tears streaming down uncontrollably, but his hands still hugged his younger sister tightly, and his fingertips turned pale.

"Let's make a choice, Mr. Bai Luo."

Chimora's fingers kept rubbing on the button, and he said with a smile, with uncontrollable joy on the corner of his mouth: "This scene is really suitable for making a choice, Mr. Bai Luo."

"The next bomb will blow up one of the bridges, but I am willing to give Mr. Bai Luo a chance to choose."

Chimora stared closely at Bai Luo's eyes, appreciating the panic, he seemed to be drinking a cold drink in a dog day.

"Would you choose to save more people, or choose to save that very responsible child?"

Chimora smiled and looked at the silent boy. He was fascinated by the feeling of controlling everything. He felt like a demon who dominated everything, pleasing himself with the pain of mortals.

"Choose quickly, Mr. Bai Luo."

Chimora smiled, his fingers moved to the button, and his smile twisted: "If you don't make a choice, you can only watch this group of lovely children fall down together."

Bai Luo remained silent, as if heaven and man were at war in their hearts.

Chimora stared intently at Bai Luo's face, trying to catch the despair and other emotions he had been waiting for for a long time from the boy's face.

A picture that I saw in my previous life flashed through Bai Luo's mind. It was a very classic question. There was a train that was out of control. There were five people and one person on the two tracks ahead. You can choose where to let the train go. Rolled over on the road.

But no matter what you choose, there will be blood splatter, life dying, and loved ones dying and crying.

Bai Luo remained silent.

Chimora's face darkened, and he said sullenly: "Why, Mr. Bai Luo, do you need me to help you make a choice?"

At this moment, Chimora saw a ferocious smile on the corners of the boy's mouth, who had been lowering his eyes, as if he thought of something he couldn't help laughing at.

Surprise appeared on Chimora's face.

Bai Luo raised his eyes, looked at Chimora with a distorted smile, and twitched the corners of his mouth: "Do you want me to make a choice?"

Before Chimora could speak, Bai Luo sneered and said, "Nonsense."

The picture in his mind flipped, the man who seemed to be holding the train track switch pulled up the pole, which was just a toilet lever. (You can search for that emoji.)

Bai Luo sneered, what choices are you talking about with Lao Tzu, these choices have something to do with Lao Tzu, a person passing by with a toilet?

Of course, it is impossible for Bai Luo to ignore this kind of thing, but Bai Luo will not make choices according to the arrangement of this twisted psychopath, and Bai Luo has no habit of being controlled by others.

Chimora's complexion changed drastically, and that rage suddenly surged into his heart. Chimora only felt that he was humiliated, and he roared in his heart: "Why did he dare to say such a thing? Isn't he afraid?!"

Chimora showed a ferocious expression. He had already pressed the button with his fingers. He wanted to make the young man who was speaking out loud regret it. Blame yourself! !

boom! !

There was an explosion, and the bridge on the left shattered. Amidst the desperate cries that pierced the sky, ten small figures stepped on the air and fell down crying.

The moment the hug sounded, Bai Luo suddenly stood up in the unbelievable eyes of Chimora.

The most noble purple burst out from his eyes, surging with endless killing intent and monstrous rage.

The glass placed on the table was suddenly crushed by Bai Luo's violent mental power, and the shattered glass shards pierced towards Chimora's face like a shark smelling blood.

Chimora is obviously also a trainer. His retreating figure caused him to overturn the chair. Chimora yelled furiously: "How dare you??!! Did you want their lives?!"

Like a tiger descending the mountain, Bai Luo crossed the table, and with the help of super power, he swung his fist vigorously and shook away his blocking arm. The fist bone collided closely with his cheek, and a bloody tooth flew out.

Chimora let out a terrible howl.

His crazy face was replaced by disbelief, and his originally confident attitude gradually changed.

Chimora thought that the means he set up could kill Bai Luo to death. After all, according to the information he obtained from his investigation, he believed that Bai Luo was a person with a very sense of justice. How could he ignore the lives of those children? !

Is he all pretending?Could it be that he just pretended to have a sense of justice in order to climb up in the league? ?

Chimora's heart was occupied by various negative emotions and speculations. He didn't understand how Bai Luo dared to ignore so many human lives and dare to do something to him.

Chimora resisted Bai Luo's fists and feet, and pulled the mechanism at the cuff, several elf balls popped out, and they were about to open.

This lunatic who claims to be Team Rocket is obviously a battle-tested trainer, who was honed and beaten in the wild. Chimora's fists and feet are strong enough to challenge Bai Luo, and his special elf ball launcher can occupy a higher position in wild battles. Big advantage!

There was a cruel smile on Chimora's face again, and he gave a strange smile, as if he had seen the scene where his elf flew out of the ball and tore this ignorant kid to pieces.

But in the next second, the poke ball at Bai Luo's waist bounced off automatically, and the speed at which the lucky egg flew out of the poke ball was almost in the blink of an eye. sparks.

Taking advantage of Chimora's astonishment, Bai Luo performed his unique skill, whipped his whip and kicked the opponent's crotch.

The horrific scream pierced the sky, making people feel chills in their hearts.

Chimora's face twitched and twisted in pain, he clutched his crotch tightly and struggled to back away.

"No, it's impossible!!"

Chimora's mentality has collapsed, and Bai Luo doesn't follow the routine at all. Every move hits where he is not prepared. His own prediction is completely wrong, which has caused him to fall into an extremely passive state now.

Bai Luo sneered and said, "Don't be cowardly, grandson!"

He waved his arm, and several sharp blades appeared out of thin air, wrapped in superpowers and stabbed at Chimora, and then Bailuo jumped on him with fierce movements.

Chimora roared sharply: "Fuck you! I didn't expect ten lives to be nothing in your eyes!"

Bai Luo didn't stop, and seeing the right moment, he swung his whip leg towards the opponent's crotch again.

"Don't fart with me." Bai Luo sneered, and at this moment, a huge figure with green leaf wings was reflected in Chimora's pupils.

"No, it's impossible..."

Chimora was a little absent-minded, and Bai Luo punched her out of her screams back into her throat.

On the edge of the top floor, the tropical dragon is waving its bladed wings, with fallen children on its backs, the frog grass is standing on the back of the tropical dragon, and the vines are entwined around the waists of each child.

The night watchman floated around the tropical dragon, with two poke balls in his hands.