Ultimate: Yujiro Fanma at the beginning, crying the sun

"Well, about the barrier of immortality."

"How long do you need to go?"

"I don't know yet, I will be back soon, promise me, wait for me."

Lei Ting looked at Cao Buyi's eyes and hugged Cao Buyi directly.

"I promise you, you will come back soon."

"Uh-huh."

Cao Buyi also gave him a hug.

......

Early the next morning, Zhong Wanjun woke up from the hospital bed.

"I am late...."

He sat on the bed and looked closely at the time on the alarm clock.

He stood up and walked towards the closet. Before his hands touched the clothes, a picture of Hu (De Nuo Zhao) appeared in his mind, making him dizzy with jealousy.

The dizziness lasted for 1 minute.

Opening his eyes again, he looked at the clothes in his hands and put them back again.

I took a black and white dress and changed into it.

Outside the school gate, a group of men wearing yellow clothes and riding bicycles took up residence.

They claim to be...the Tight Guard Guards.

"Lei Ting, come out quickly and fight to the death with our tight-fitting guards!"

Lei Ting was speechless.

"Why is it you again? Please, can you come up with something new, otherwise readers will think we are doing hydrology..."

"Hahahaha, this time we Jin Yiwei spent a lot of money to buy the legendary...knives from the dark cooking world!"

Lei Ting said very cooperatively: "Is it so powerful?"

"Now our tight-fitting guards are not just tight-fitting guards, we are also..."

"skin-peeler"

"nail clippers"

"......".

92, Gu Zhan exploded with a combat index and became KO2!

The guard in tight clothes kept shouting.

"Because you only gave us 1.32 seconds last time, this time we brought nine knives."

Westbrook's man gestured with all the knives he just mentioned.

This made Lei Ting twitch the corners of her mouth.

"What's all this?"

Do you just rely on these common things?

Do you just want to defeat her?

Jin Yiwei crossed his arms when he saw Lei Ting's expression.

"Don't look down on people, give them a few more seconds!"

Give them a few seconds to fight back.

Don't just KO it in 1.32 seconds!

"Do you think you are bullying people now that you are not here today?"

Lei Ting snorted coldly.

She only acted like a little sister in front of Cao Buyi.

They all knew that Cao Buyi left the school.

Especially these tight-fitting guards.

Otherwise, they would not come to provoke at this time.

"Don't say that, even if Cao Buyi is here, we will still come!"

Lei Ting looked at his appearance and found it funny.

"OK!!"

Lei Ting looked behind the leader.

"No, you're back."

Lei Ting had a smile in her eyes.

This moment shocked the person who just said that.

His neck felt stiff and he didn't even dare to look back.

"Cao... is not the same!!!"

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

He has already calculated the time. It is impossible for Cao Buyi to come back so soon!

Despite thinking this in his heart, the sweat on his forehead started to flow out bit by bit.

"Cao Bu...yi..."

As soon as I turned around, I found that there was nothing behind me.

"Okay, how dare you scare us!"

Jin Yiwei stretched out a finger, but he bent it back.

"This time, give me a few more seconds!"

All the tight ends want is to give them a few more seconds and not play so fast.

We are all good friends, why should we do this?

197 If you do this often, no one will like to read this book...

How much did they contribute to the book?

The tight-fitting guard is already crying in the toilet!

Lei Ting remained silent as he saw Wan Jun standing behind Jin Yiwei.

Facing Lei Ting but motionless, Jin Yiwei thought she would use Cao Buyi's tricks.

"Lei Ting, if you use this strategy once, we will know it. Don't use it a second time!"

"Haven't you ever heard of the child who cried wolf? He keeps shouting wolf, wolf is coming. If the wolf really comes, we won't believe it!"

The tight-fitting guard snorted coldly. Just as he was about to step forward, someone grabbed him by the collar.

Under the influence of resistance, I was really out of breath.

Slowly looking behind me, it turned out to be...

"Wan Jun!"

Wan Jun gave Lei Ting the feeling that something was not right with her.

I can’t tell, what’s wrong?

But... girls’ sixth sense is always very accurate!

"I told you, you guys are dirty, and I don't want Lei Ting to hurt her eyes!"

Wan Jun stopped them.

The angry Tight Guard quickly shouted: "Ah!"

But they didn't dare to take it lightly when facing Wanjun.

Don't even dare to make other moves.

The finger just now has not been withdrawn, so given his courage, he did not dare to point at Wanjun.

"Don't think that just because you are handsome you can say such things!"

After holding it in for a long time, all I could say was a rainbow fart.

next second...

A hurricane appeared around Wanjun.

The combat index reached 120000

Zhi Ge, who rushed over, looked shocked.

"What a strong combat index!"

"What a strong combat index!"

Lei Ting said in unison with him.

Not long after, Xiu noticed something strange.

"Not quite right."

He turned to the people around him and asked.

　(cece) "What is the combat power index you feel?"

"It should be 12000 points."

This is Zhi Ge's rough estimate.

"Just as I thought."

Lei Ting echoed.

"12000 points...this has reached the front position of the KO gang."

Xiu stroked his chin.

Yesterday, Wan Jun's combat power index was still at 9000. Why did it increase so quickly today?

What exactly is the impact?

Could it be that... there is no life or death barrier?

Doesn't the barrier of immortality only turn people into zombies?

Are there other functions?

For example...increase the combat power of the inhaler!

Everyone present focused their attention on Xiu.

"What are you looking at me doing? I don't know either."

When everyone was thinking, Lei Ting's words interrupted everyone's thoughts.

"The other party has murderous intent!"

Lei Ting ran over quickly, but unfortunately it was too late...

Wan Jun has already started to take action.

Dozens of tight-fitting guards were knocked to the ground one by one by Wan Jun.

There were traces of wind on his fists.

There was a hint of golden light.