Invincible Wheel of Fortune

Chapter 104 106. Unfinished Work
A strong white light flashed in Aaron's eyes, and he quickly closed his eyes, and then there were two force feedbacks from his hands one after another, knowing that he had hit two ninjas in black.

Fuck it again!
Aaron spat secretly, looking at the thick smoke in the room, he couldn't see his fingers when he stretched out his hand, and he was speechless all the time, but at this moment of distraction, something happened again, and a few slight squeaks sounded.

"careful!"

Aaron's reaction was so sharp, he immediately sensed two waves of malice, and called out to Erica cautiously, and then listened to the voice to argue, waved his sword calmly, and there were dozens of clanging sounds of metal clashing, Then there was a crashing sound, and a bunch of bits and pieces fell to the ground.

Aaron felt that the force coming from his hand was really not small, not only there were hidden weapons, but also crossbow arrows, so he immediately became more careful, who knows what other messy things are there, in case there are poisonous darts, poisonous water, poisonous fog or something.

Aaron heard Erica's direction, and there were three similar voices, and he couldn't help asking: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay!" Erica's voice full of alert sounded at the right time, but it didn't sound like a serious problem.

Before Erica finished speaking, Aaron felt the wind blowing, and the two bad winds were not good. Before he had time to think about it, he moved his hand, his body swayed slightly, and rushed forward.

In a relatively narrow space, the thick smoke was difficult to disperse. Aaron swung his sword out based on his perception, and several flashes of cold light flashed. The specific body was slapped on the ground, and the room became quiet again.

Aaron's heart moved, and the Botu Xindao had been prepared for a long time, and there were ninjas in ambush as the back-up. As long as the head is not beheaded, you can start over. Botu will definitely reserve the last means of guarantee, but probably Botu didn't expect it to come in handy.

Aaron stepped forward, walked to the position where Bo Tu should be according to his memory, and poked the long sword in his hand down, and sure enough, he poked it on the ground with a ding, and he was no longer there.

Aaron sighed, as expected, he wanted to chase after him, but if he thought about it, forget it. The Hand is not a charity organization, but a vicious, unscrupulous villain with no bottom line. The house upstairs must have been attacked. Unfortunately, this has to be pursued again, and the Hand will implicate themselves in order to hinder themselves, and they don't know how many innocent people will be implicated.

Aaron is not hard-hearted, nor does he have the idea that all living beings are ants. Although he feels that he is not a hero, he still has a basic conscience and a sense of responsibility developed over the years of handling cases.

It's just that he let Bo Tu go this time, but he doesn't know what kind of troubles will be caused.

Bo Tu was cut off by Aaron and went to practice again. No one will be able to come back in ten or eight years. At that time, let alone how strong Aaron will be, Thanos, the purple potato king, will come to the earth to snap his fingers That's it, basically there will be no role for this old guy in the future.

Five fingers can be joined together, one finger is severed, there are still four fingers, and one finger is still cut off, four fingers are painful and angry, one can imagine how violent the revenge will be in the future, even if one Botu is like this, three and Botu It's almost the same, plus Mrs. Gao who is bound to be much more powerful than Botu, Aron's head is getting dizzy just thinking about it.

Aaron sighed, the fucking lottery can't stop!

To study more hanging postures!

Aaron gave a wry smile, obviously he won the battle, but he sighed back and forth like this, there was no one else.

Aaron touched the kitchen and turned on the range hood, which he hadn't used much at ordinary times. After a while, the smoke was exhausted, and his sight was restored, but he saw the mess all over the floor, four corpses, a large pool of blood, and the room. The things in the house were smashed into a mess, basically all of them were in tatters, only Aaron and Erica stood on the spot, looking at each other, looking at each other.

Aaron looked at Erica, a young lady who used to be very heroic. After a big battle, her body was in a mess, sweaty, her hands rested on her knees, she kept panting, her face and neck were full of scars. Sweating, the corners of the eyes are still a little bruised, and the corner of the mouth is also cut. The most obvious is a blood groove on the right arm, which is still oozing blood slightly, and the whole person looks very embarrassed.

Aaron himself didn't feel much better either. His shirt was connected to the stab-proof clothing lined with it, and he had a big gash under his ribs. Although he wasn't injured, he was still seriously injured.

This time is not like before, relying on attributes to crush, the cloud is calm and breezy, just a low-key pretending to be aggressive, this time it is the most difficult and dangerous battle since time travel, the boss was defeated, the spirit was highly concentrated just now, now I am relaxed, my ribs There is some dull pain in the lower part.

Aaron opened the refrigerator, took two cans of chilled pepper soda, stepped on the mess all over the floor, walked up to Erica, handed a can over, pointed to the corner of Erica's eyes, and said warmly: "Ice compress Come on, lest there will be bruises tomorrow, come with me, your wound must be treated urgently."

"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you." Erica just hummed, then nodded and followed Aaron to the bedroom.

This joint confrontation with the enemy, the four irons in life, Aaron and Erica are also considered to be one of them. The slight unhappiness when they first met disappeared, and the strangeness and wariness between the two also faded away. a lot.

When you are a policeman, you will inevitably have bumps and bumps, and first aid knowledge must also be mastered.

The living room was in chaos as if it had been smashed and looted by bandits, but the bedroom was still the same. Aaron signaled Erica, who was looking around curiously, to sit down casually, and went to the bathroom to find a first-aid kit.

"Be patient." Aaron was wearing blue rubber gloves, holding a gauze poured with medical alcohol in his hand.

Seeing Erica nodding, Aaron carefully cleaned the skin around the wound, gently as if caring for a baby. Seeing this, Erica's facial expression softened a bit, but when the alcohol touched the wound, she still couldn't bear it. Frown for a while.

"Thanks... um!" Erica frowned before she could thank her lips, and snorted. There was also a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, but it was Aaron who quickly poured some alcohol on her. on the wound.

"Okay, it's okay, it's okay." Aaron had to do the same. Seeing this, he quickly comforted him, and secretly praised in his heart.

Aaron also knew that short-term pain is worse than long-term pain. While talking, he quickly tore open a sealed bag and took out a disposable skin stapler, a gadget similar to a one-handed stapler.

Aaron gently stabilized the wound with one hand, and quickly pinched the stapler a few times with the other hand. An afterimage flashed, and several "clicks" sounded, making Erica feel as if it only hurt a little , the stitching is complete.

(End of this chapter)