In the second week, I was entangled by them

Chapter 52 I Can't Suffer

Wendy's red pupils locked onto the painter's body, the painter put one hand behind his waist, and the other hand waved towards Wendy.

Means to give you a hand.

Wendy's red pupils trembled, and she slammed her hands on the table, sending a scalpel flying.

Wendy gracefully caught the floating scalpel and shot it out like a cannonball.

A strong air current hits.

The painter's forehead was brushed, but she stood still and did not move.

When the scalpel was close to her snow-white neck, she stretched out two fingers to pinch the knife precisely, and then sent Wendy flying with an inch of force from the back of her hand, and Wendy stopped a few meters away on all fours.

Wendy moved her finger, and the scalpel let out a clear mournful cry, and fell in two.

"Hahaha, sister is amazing, Wendy loves her so much!"

After Wendy stood firm, she held her head and looked at the painter with blurred eyes.

The painter squinted his eyes, but did not let down his vigilance because of Wendy's praise.

"it's here!"

The security guards in the Assassin's organization found that someone was doing something in the building and rushed to the scene.

Wendy glanced back and found that she was surrounded.

At this time, she was not only not afraid, but shouted very excitedly.

"Here comes a new toy, hahaha!"

Wendy rushed over in a flash, and the security guards fired without hesitation.

The bullets flew slowly in time and space, and Wendy passed through the gaps in the bullet screen, past the security guards.

The expression on the security guard's face slowly changed, and Wendy smiled sweetly at the security guard in the slow time and space, as if hooking their souls.

In an instant, all the guns were swept into the air by Wendy.

Wendy jumped up and dismantled the guns in the air like tearing up toys.

The moment she fell to the ground, she straddled the two guns and pulled the trigger laughing wildly.

The security guards didn't even have time to react. It was as if a strong fragrant wind blew through the whole process, and the guns in their hands disappeared.

The barrage poured down on the security guards of Assassin Star, but Wendy ignored one person from the beginning to the end.

The artist stretched out her hand, and her prosthetic eyes lit up.

All the bullets seemed to have lost power and fell directly to the ground.

Crackling, the sound is as clear as a bell.

After the two shuttles were fired, a single bullet did not break through the artist's gravity field.

A security guard knelt on the ground in a daze, his legs were weak. If the painter hadn't shot, they would have been beaten to pieces by bullets.

"Wow, can my sister teach Wendy this trick?"

"Go down and don't let anyone else come up without my order."

The artist walked past the group of security guards. It wasn't that they were too weak, but that Wendy's reaction speed had reached the point of terror after she was equipped with the Moon Soul prosthetic body.

And it can be seen that Wendy is very knowledgeable about firearms, and those firearms were dismantled by her a few times.

The security guards exited in dismay, but instead they became the backdrop for a little girl.

"Okay, the security guards of Assassin Star are all equipped with military prosthetic body, I know you are very strong with this prosthetic body."

"No, I still want to play with my sister!"

Wendy acted coyly, and the painter lowered her brows, as if she was planning to be more serious.

She took steps, dragging out dozens of shadows as she walked.

Lu Feng wiped his eyes, even though Lu Feng's prosthetic eye locked onto the painter, in his opinion, it was a teleportation.

Facing the serious painter, Wendy still smiled foolishly.

【Danger Warning】

Wendy's neuroprosthetic system frantically alarmed, her vision became narrow and long, and her sight distance was pulled away. This was the activation of the prosthesis, which replaced the host to avoid the attack.

The painter stretched out his hand to grab Wendy, but Wendy dodged it deftly, which surprised the painter.

After catching it several times in a row, Wendy was like a loach, she just couldn't catch it.

"It's interesting, it seems that I really underestimated you."

The painter didn't catch Wendy, feeling a little ashamed, and released the domain [Gravity].

In this field, all enemies will be slowed down, which is a very powerful control skill.

Lu Feng and Wendy were trapped in the field at the same time. They felt that the air around them became as viscous as gel, and their hands and feet seemed to be trapped in a wet quagmire.

"Hey, it's too perverted for you to use this to deal with Wendy."

Seeing the painter's serious expression, Lu Feng began to worry about Wendy.

"First I have to catch her, and second she has to take responsibility for what she did."

The painter's voice changed from the playful one before, and Lu Feng knew that once this woman got serious, it would be neither serious nor serious.

"Wait a minute!"

Lu Feng called the painter to stop.

"what's up?"

The painter turned his head, Lu Feng put on a smiling face, and apologized: "Wendy is not sensible, I will shoulder any responsibility for her, please don't rush to do it."

"You carry it, that's good."

The painter's prosthetic eye is flooded.

She flashed behind Lu Feng, and she pinched Lu Feng's shoulders. Lu Feng's body was stiff, and a wild beast-like force came from Wendy's little hand.

click
Lu Feng felt the bones on his shoulders being crushed and crushed bit by bit, as if a steamroller rolled over his shoulders.

The intense pain blurred his vision and consciousness.

The surrounding light is gradually dimming.

Slowly, ink also emerged from Lu Feng's feet, and his breathing was rapid, as if the surrounding air had been sucked away.

"Hehe, are you playing this trick?"

Lu Feng was sweating profusely, but he understood what the painter was playing.

I saw his prosthetic eyes light up slightly, and a series of data streams passed by his eyes and hit Wendy.

The figures of the two flashed in a mosaic, and the space shifted and changed positions. Lu Feng stood at the painter's position, and the painter became the victim of "Eating Dreams".

"what happened?"

"Doing this kind of thing in front of genius hackers, now it's you who experience it."

The painter inherited all of Lu Feng's pain, but her quick cracking was countered by Lu Feng.

A little sweat dripped from the girl's forehead, she closed her eyes and calmly thought about a way to break the situation.

【Dream Eater】is a kind of dream. If you want to break through Dream Eater, you must defeat the owner of the dream.

The owner of the previous dream was the artist himself, and after Lu Feng's operation, the relationship between the two was switched.

"If that's the case, then I'm welcome."

The painter shouted coquettishly, and the ground under Lu Feng's feet collapsed.

In the dream, before he could even see what happened, he was crushed to ashes by an invisible force.

"Hmph, do you think you can defeat me with just such a quick crack?"

After the painter came out of [Dream Eating], he raised his head. Lu Feng's control over the program was good, but in the face of absolute strength, everything seemed so powerless.

"is it?"

Lu Feng smirked and pointed at the painter.
"Why don't you see if you can still move?"

The painter was slightly taken aback. She tried to move her limbs but found that her limbs were as stiff as wood, and her whole body was extremely numb.

【Restricted movement】

Lu Feng's combat power may not be able to beat a strong and muscular man, but as long as it is a prosthetic body, Lu Feng has many ways to kill them.

The painter was fixed in place and could not move. She stared blankly at Lu Feng who was slowly approaching.

"What are you doing?"

"What are you doing, doing something bad."

Lu Feng put his face in front of the painter, and let out his warm breath on the painter's face.

The face under the painter's mask was as red as a cloud.

"You dare, if you dare to touch your feet, I will destroy you first after recovering!"

The painter gritted her teeth, she wasn't joking.

"Tough mouth."

Lu Feng gently took off the painter's mask, revealing a face like a doormat, with round cheeks like oval eggs, twinkling eyes gleaming faintly, and a small pouty mouth that looks pitiful.

"You are done!"

"We agreed, I didn't touch you."

"you!"

The painter pursed her lips. Except for her parents, she never showed her appearance to others, because this face really had no majesty at all, and it would give people a feeling of being bullied.

If people from the Assassin Star Organization knew that their heads looked like this, I'm afraid there would be a lot of discussions in private.

"I want to abolish you!"

Even when the painter gets angry, he is so cute and has no deterrent effect, just like a coquettish little wild cat.

Lu Feng reached out and touched the painter's face, and the painter's body trembled slightly.

"Since you are going to destroy me, then I can't suffer, I have to touch it back."

The painter was directly confused, what kind of robber theory is this.

Lu Feng smiled and rubbed her head.

You don't have to make money, but I can't lose money.

(End of this chapter)