Super Detective in the Fictional World

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Seeing the attack of their companions, they rushed forward immediately, and at the same time reached into their arms and yanked, two telescopic sling sticks lifted, and drew towards Luke's head.

When Luke pulled his wrist, the two men chopped by chopsticks involuntarily fell forward and fell to their knees.

Bet! The chopsticks that penetrated their hands were nailed to the long wooden chair.

Luke's hand only took another chopstick from the side of the small Maruko box, and took it again in the right hand, still stirring and inserting it as it was the first time.

Huh!

The two black suits dropped their sticks in their hands and screamed.

Luke's face was still calm, and the two of them were swayed one by one, letting them extend their other hand subconsciously, looking for a support point.

Huh! Huh!

The other hand was also strung on chopsticks.

Tuk!

This chopstick was nailed to a wooden chair with four palms.

This time, Luke didn't let go immediately but instead looked at the two girls who turned their heads-mainly the little girl with red hair.

"The neon is extremely impolite!" The voice in his mouth was not loud, and it was still clear and audible in the screams of the four black suits.

When he died, the screams of the four unlucky eggs went down.

Even if their palms were sore, they couldn't hold back their curiosity.

Fear also brings curiosity and makes them show more respect than they did just now.

Luke looked at the octopus **** in the left hand with regret. There were four left, but now he was not in a good mood to enjoy them after being disturbed.

To be honest, this thing tastes good, and you can get it back for Selena. He thought to himself, closed his hands gently, covered the remaining four small balls, and put them into the environmental protection bag next to him.

His movement was unpleasant, but he did not dare to go forward with eight black suits left.

Even if he has both hands now, he still doesn't dare.

This attitude, this kind of attitude, is really like the atmosphere of the big devil in the comics.

Don't look at these black suits, which are more than twenty or thirty, think that they don't watch comics anymore, and now the neon people basically grew up watching comics.

So sometimes they behave strangely, because the comics really affect them a little ... crooked?

Anyway, neither the black suit nor the two girls have disturbed the debut of "The Devil's Debut".

Packing up the small balls, Luke picked up the bag and glanced at the four black suits "pinned" on the wooden chair: "Get up before I leave, and die!"

The four black suits were originally sweaty, but now they are sweating on their backs.

Luke said so calmly.

After piercing the four of them, he was still calm, not even as vivid as when he ate small balls.

It ’s normal for such a person to be calmer before killing, right? The four black suits couldn't help thinking of it.

Luke said, stood up and turned to the side road, 90 degrees with the two girls.

A group of black suits glanced at the red-haired girl, and the question was obvious.

The red-haired girl was pale at this moment, short and short of breath, and trembling all over her.

She was pulled back by the girl in the white skirt, and she regained her head. She shook her head vigorously and resolutely stopped the companion's death-seeking behavior.

Besides, this black trench coat man can pierce the palm with chopsticks, and there are not many places on the human body that cannot be pierced.

The other party must have no intention of doing anything to her "sister", otherwise the young lady would die hundreds of times.

Unfortunately, the identity of the red-haired girl is not enough to make everyone obedient.

When Luke stepped out five or six meters, there were two long screams behind him.

Of the two who had been pierced by his hands, the one with the palm underneath forced his hand out of the chopsticks, and pulled out the other's hand.

The chopsticks are smooth overall, and there are no obstructions at the tail, except for a little pain, other problems are not serious.

One of them bit his lips fiercely, and a slightly trembling hand touched his waist, and Glock pulled it out, pointing to Luke's departure.

The white skirt girl and the red-haired girl were frightened and said in unison: "Don't!"

"Stop!"

The black suit with the gun hurt his face with pain, but the corner of his mouth was still smirking: "Baga, die."

Only then did he exit, he felt a flower in front of him, and then the whole man turned around in circles, somehow kneeling on his side in front of the bench.

Huh!

Pain, smirk and a little daze, these expressions freeze on his face.

A chopstick penetrated through his right ear, leaving only a small piece of chopstick tail outside.

Luke bowed slightly, slowly and slowly picking up another chopstick used by the girl in the white skirt next to her.

The first chopstick? Of course, it has been inserted into the head of the brain deficiency neuropathy.

Another black suit with both palms shaking his head again and again: "Wait, wait, I, I was brought up by him ..."

Before he finished speaking, he also turned around and knelt in front of the chair like his companion.

Huh!

Luke stood up and murmured softly, "Get up and die."

A small gurgle sounded beside him.

He looked sideways, but the first two black suit teeth with one hand were fighting.

Seeing his partial gaze, the two shook their heads frantically and said together: "No, no, we have been kneeling, we have been kneeling."

Luke sighed with regret.

He has always been a talker.

The key point is that these two guys kneeled too honestly and didn't mean to get up.

I wanted to scare them and see if they would be stupid. As a result, these two were really counseling, and there was no blood from the members of the neon pole. It's so disappointing.

He went back to where he left off, picked up the environmentally friendly bag on the ground, and went away quietly.

Until the slender back in the black trench coat disappeared on the street corner, the condition of the red-haired girl was a little better, and she immediately raised her finger and said, "The two of you stay here, wait for someone to remove the corpse, and the others immediately **** the young lady back . "

How strong is this black trench coat man? This is no longer the point.

The point is that she was once at a distance of less than two meters from him, but she did not feel the crisis at all, just like an ordinary person.

This is almost impossible for her keen "death perception" ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ When encountering such a person whose strength is completely unmeasurable, it is best to go home immediately.

And no matter who the other person is, obviously the young lady who looked at it didn't do anything to other people.

Otherwise, everyone except Miss will die here.

Because when the man chopped the two with chopsticks, the red-haired girl's death perception found a terrible death breath like a huge wave, which swarmed her instantly.

For the first time, a red-haired girl felt such a terrible breath of death from a human being.

The death gas she had seen in the past would feel like ice water splashing on her face, and the sky would be the difference between a cup, a pot, and a bucket.

At that moment, she felt like she had fallen into the deep ocean of the Arctic Ocean, and the endless "ice water" enveloped all perceptions.

For a moment, she felt a sense of suffocation.