The fire was so fast and fierce, and the flame gun was definitely powerful enough that Cheng Qianxun and his group had no time to dodge.
They didn't even have the time to subconsciously stretch out their arms to cover their faces, and could only wait helplessly to be attacked. burn.
But something strange happened.
When the bright tongue of the flame reached them, it seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall.
Everyone stared blankly at the fire, which was less than a foot away from them, as if it was burning in front of a piece of ultra-high temperature resistant glass, but it couldn't get in.
The fire finally died down, and amidst the dry, slightly hot smell that was hard to describe, stood a little boy who originally smiled like an angel.
He pulled out a pipe in his sleeve with a slight embarrassment, and the pipe was connected to the room, and there was probably a gas tank or something in the room.
You must know that anything imaginable can be made in the room, including Cheng Qianxun, who doesn't understand guns at all, and conjures up an extremely cool and lightweight machine gun that can smash that big-mouthed alarm clock.
After the boy named Jeffrey removed the flamethrower device hidden in his sleeve, he calmly asked: "I can't let you repair them after I scorch them."
"This won't work," the steward said with a smile, and the top of the scepter in his hand was emitting a faint light.
It was the barrier formed by this light that blocked the flame gun.
After he put away the scepter that had returned to normal, he probably felt that this kid was nothing, but he still said with a smile: "It takes a lot of mana to repair the scorch, and I don't want them to enjoy the pain of being scorched." , and waste your energy, so you’d better stop when it’s enough.”
Looking at the man in a body armor who threw himself on the ground in a standard lying position; and the man who stood up slowly, wiping cold sweat and throwing away the explosion-proof shield.
Gordon was simply furious: "This bastard can't do anything without a lesson."
Then he rushed over and grabbed Jeffrey by the collar of his clothes.
He almost lifted this brat up and glared at him.
"How can you bully a child?"
Jeffrey raised his hands without any panic, with an innocent look on his angelic face: "None of us will die on this resting floor.
I was just joking. , okay, I was wrong, I won’t do it again.”
Gordon's anger subsided a lot, and it was obvious that he would not take action anymore, and would at most give him a few lessons.
"He's lying."
Rudolf added coldly from behind: "How long have you been practicing in front of the mirror?
You must be used to lying in front of the mirror.
After all, you are not a professional."
"How do you know I'm lying?
So what if I lie?"
A sly smile appeared on Jeffrey's lips.
It's really hard to imagine that a child could smile as evil as Satan.
He looked directly at Gordon who was grabbing his shirt.
They looked directly into each other's eyes and asked in a very common way: "Do you want to beat me up so violently?
Use your fists to deal with a defenseless child.
Come on, let me see what kind of person you are." .
And let everyone, including Satan, see how you behave.”
"Don't hit him."
The man holding the shield reminded: "There are rules in the underworld, and one of them is that children cannot be hit."
And another responded: "Everyone who beat him is dead."
Gordon was so angry that he was shaking all over.
He slowly let go of his hand, but he did not forget to point to his nose and warn: "No next time.
Otherwise, I don't care about the rules.
I will take your father's place and beat your ass hard." " "Sorry."
Jeffrey laughed contemptuously: "My father is dead."
The man wearing a bulletproof vest said softly: "He killed his parents, a brother, and a sister.
Probably for the inheritance."
Now all five people stared.
Oh my God, what kind of child is this?
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Jeffrey, who "wrongly" committed such atrocities, did not feel any regret for it.
Instead, he corrected him seriously: "It's not for money.
Money is easy for me to earn.
It's because they control it too much." many" He slowly said to Gordon who was standing in front of him: "He died just because he spanked me.
This is the truth.
How about it, I'm quite honest with you."
I'm speechless, there really are such children in the world. . .
Now it seems that any naughty kid is much better than this one, and this one really looks like a devil.
"Even if he can kill his own parents and brothers, this kid really deserves a beating."
Regel was so furious that he asked the manager, "Is it true that he can't be beaten?"
The steward raised his head and smiled exaggeratedly and elegantly: "Of course not.
According to the teachings, children cannot be spanked.
He is not yet an adult."
"It doesn't matter if he's an adult or not."
Sneijder couldn't stand hearing it anymore: "In some places, thirteen is considered an adult, and murder is still punishable by death."
"But in his country, you are eighteen years old, and you are considered an adult when you are at least sixteen years old.
And there is no death penalty," the steward responded with a smile.
Is there nothing we can do about this little bastard?
Everyone was getting angry, but unexpectedly something unexpected happened again.
There was a "bang" without any warning, and a huge knife fell from the sky and landed right in front of Jeffrey.
The knife was as big as an ox-knife, and it came from no one knew where it came from.
It fell straight down from the ceiling and cut heavily in the gap between Jeffrey and Gordon.
Gordon and Jeffrey were startled and subconsciously took a step back.
Looking at this knife again, the blade cuts deeply into the ground, only half of it is exposed, and the outer part is more than half a meter high.
It can be seen that the one-meter-wide sword was astonishing when it fell.
At this time, everyone's expressions could only be described as stunned, including Jeffrey, who seemed to be fearless.
His face was pale.
Cheng Qianxun walked out slowly and walked in front of the sword.
She raised her hand and slowly spread it over the knife.
The knife slowly rose with her hand, as if someone was holding it below.
She stared at Jeffrey with a bit of sinister intent as he spat out each word, as if to make him hear clearly: "I said I couldn't beat him... but I didn't say I couldn't kill him."
The one-meter-wide knife floated slowly and continuously, and its smooth surface illuminated Jeffrey's pale face, as well as the various expressions of the people standing on the other side.
The two new men certainly had a look of astonishment on their faces.
Although they could transform into any inanimate object they wanted in the room, outside they could only transform into a knife for peeling apples.
And Cheng Qianxun can not only conjure such a big thing, but also pull it up from the ground with his mind, which is simply incredible.
The other teammates looked at each other and smiled.
Someone obviously needs to teach this lawless bastard a lesson.
"If you dare to act rashly again and do something that hurts others, even if you are naive and ignorant, you still do it deliberately..."
Cheng Qianxun was so angry that he couldn't be more angry.
This kind of bastard really should have been killed before he was born.
Shooting directly into the wall was like anger making the power stronger.
She just wanted to conjure up something to scare this kid, but even she didn't expect it.
The effect was really amazing.
The knives had all been pulled out and began to rotate in one direction.
The sharp blade was facing Jeffrey's neck, making Jeffrey's face become more and more ugly, and he backed away step by step in fear.
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The knife is very big, very exaggerated, but not very thick, only about a palm wide.
You can see Cheng Qianxun's extremely serious face, but there is no expression of any effort to control the knife.
She said fiercely: "As long as you dare, I will kill you."
After saying that, the knife flew towards Jeffrey's neck like an aircraft.
No matter how cruel Jeffrey is, he doesn't want to make fun of his own life.
He doesn't want to die yet.
He didn't want to die, but he couldn't control the knife with his strength.
He could only squat down in embarrassment and let the knife fly over his head.
After the knife flew past, it immediately disappeared at the end of the corridor without making any sound, as if it had never appeared.
"Okay, manager, please forgive us for wasting a lot of time.
Please take us to dinner now."
Cheng Qianxun turned around and walked forward.
"Yes, dear guest."
The manager still kept smiling, as if he hadn't seen anything just now.
No one turned around, because Jeffrey stood up, but his childish face showed a murderous aura that was extremely inconsistent with his age.
He raised his hand, and there was a light on his fingers.
Everyone was shocked when there was something in their hands.
Before they could shout, Cheng Qianxun stopped first and spoke.
She did not look back, but raised her finger and shook it: "If you want to shoot someone in the back, first look up at the sky, it's up to your conscience."
Everyone looked up and almost laughed.
Jeffrey also raised his head, and suddenly the thin knife on his finger slipped off and fell on the carpet.
A huge dark weight appeared inexplicably on top of his head.
I don't know how much it weighed, but if this weight with a diameter of two meters was slammed down, the people underneath would be smashed to pieces.
When his knife fell, the weight also disappeared.
It's amazing that my thoughts can be freely released, just like if I were in the room "There is an old saying in our place that people are doing it, but the sky is watching.
Now eat."
Under the leadership of the manager, Cheng Qianxun strode forward and said loudly with great momentum: "If anyone wants to take revenge, eat."
Feel free to come” "Awesome" The man in the bulletproof vest suddenly stared.
Reger held back his laughter and spread his hands helplessly: "The women in her country are the most powerful in the world.
Now you can learn from this."
And Sneijder was even more thorough, making up lies that almost made his teammates laugh out loud.
He made a grimace: "We don't dare to offend her.
We have no choice.
She just said that we can't eat, so we'd better go and eat quickly."
It was so powerful that both Regel and Sneijder, two unusually tall men, obeyed.
The man in the body armor became more and more stunned and stared with his mouth open.
And Sneijder patted the other man's shoulder like a brother, and said with a smile: "Let's go together, we can just introduce each other.
I believe we will have a lot to talk about.
Obviously you should be traveling with me. , I think I saw you in Budapest."