Signed in for ten years, I overturned the whole universe

Chapter 87 Men's Weaknesses

The night wind was slightly cold, and Caracalla, who was walking alone, unconsciously tightened her clothes.

"Damn relative pie." He spat hard, then lowered his head and sighed.

Since Hansom left, the relative faction has used the excuse of the outsider faction to harbor him, and has attacked the outsider faction from all aspects.

For the outsiders, Xingshang Town is no longer a suitable place to live, and even a small mistake will ruin them forever.

"Hope to see Hansom again."

He raised his head, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

A young girl who was so beautiful from the whole to the parts that he couldn't describe it stood in the middle of the road, and that extremely strong sense of existence seemed to make everything dim.

She is a ray of light in the boundless darkness.

"Angel?"

It was the only word that came to his mind.

Plop, plop, the steady heartbeat after breaking the genetic lock, grew uncontrollably.

Although he didn't see Mr. Hansom, he seemed to see something more important to him!
"Is this love?"

His breath was short of breath, his blood pressure was high, his adrenaline was racing, and he wanted to be a part of her life!

Well, by legal means.

He swears that this is the first time in his life that he is grateful that he is still single. With his character, no matter how perfect the sky is, he will never give up on Ome.

When he came back to his senses, he suddenly noticed that the girl's figure flickered and walked towards the relatives.

"what?!"

Fear gripped his heart, what would happen if such a perfect girl appeared in the eyes of those relatives who had no bottom line?
He didn't dare to think about it anymore, so he could only spread his legs and chase wildly.

"How can she run so fast?" Although Caracalla's ability has nothing to do with speed, as a LV2, he is definitely faster than ordinary men.

But no matter how he ran, the distance between the girl and him did not shorten at all.

He wanted to call her to stop, but this is a residential area of ​​relatives, who knows if this voice will harm her?

As for the trap...

Are you embarrassed that a girl like Meicheng specially designed a trap for you?

After turning around, he found that the girl's figure flashed into a house, but the door was not closed.

"Hogg?" Caracalla said with mixed feelings.

The good news is that so far, Hogg has only shot at men. Even if the girl is caught by him, there is a chance that she will be intact.

The worry is that Hogg is a notorious guy after all, if he falls into his hands when rescuing the girl...

Caracalla gasped, but his mood soon stabilized. For love, so what if he lost something else?
What's more, in a head-on conflict, he has a [-]% chance of winning, and he will be the one to strike first.

In order to maximize the winning rate, he activated the ability in advance.

The hard bone helmet that was so hard that he was proud of, and the bone club that was equal to his height.

"As long as Hogg is the only opponent, I won't lose!"

He took a deep breath, walked lightly, sneaked into Hogg's house, and closed the door by the way.

"In this way, other relatives will not be able to hear it."

As soon as he was ready, he rushed into the place where the sound sounded, but as soon as he entered, he was stunned.

Hogg, whom he regarded as his opponent, was lying on the ground, foaming, and a shiny robot was rattling and pounding on top of him.

But this was not the part that shocked him the most. A muscular giant with half of his head inserted into the ceiling was staring at him with his head down. What was strange was that instead of finding the giant ugly, he felt the resolute strength of the giant. There was a tough-guy beauty in his face.

And the girl who fascinated him was beside the giant man.

"Is he a good man?" The muffled voice of the giant man hurt his eardrums and echoed throughout the room.

"In every sense." The girl's eyes were full of pity, which broke his heart.

Then, the giant's fist became bigger and bigger at an unbelievable speed, instantly occupying his entire field of vision. I don't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that the words "Muscle God Fist" were reflected in the airflow driven by the fist.

"My helmet and stick can block the full blow of an ordinary LV3. Even if I get punched, I can still do it without getting injured."

Thinking of this, Karaka's confidence was greatly increased. He seized the last moment, put the bone stick in front of him, leaned back and backed away, while the fist that was half the size of his body was still aimed at his head, and did not linger at all. It means to open a stick.

The fist just hit his long stick like this.

Click!

"Hey?"

He originally thought that he would be pushed backward by a huge force, but the fist directly split his long stick into two, and rushed in front of him according to the original trajectory.

"It's okay." Caracalla told himself that he wasn't panicking, the helmet was much harder than the long stick, so it was absolutely fine.

Whoa!

The helmet is broken.

Caracalla: "..."

When her head hurts and her eyes turn black, Caracalla doesn't know anything.

……

"Didn't you say that his helmet is very hard?"

Zhuang Feng hurried to test his carotid artery.

"No, you can poke him to death with one finger!" Catherine rushed to Caracalla, squatted down and pressed Caracalla's neck.

At this time, Caracalla suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze fell on Catherine erratically, and then froze.

puff!
After a fountain of nosebleeds, he rolled his eyes and completely stopped moving.

Two people: "..."

"It was you who killed him." After letting go of his psychological burden, Zhuang Feng heaved a sigh of relief.

"It's not because you're too tough!" Catherine glared over fiercely, "He's not dead yet, let's act as planned."

"I have moved more than 30 people, why can't you move one?"

"Are you a man?"

"you are not?"

"How do I look like a man?!" Catherine raised her eyebrows.

"Forget it, I'm afraid he will spray another nosebleed on the way."

Zhuang Feng stopped talking. He decided to wait for Hansom to change back before trying to reason with him. After all, he couldn't do anything about the situation in front of him.

The next step was routine operation, Zhuang Feng grabbed Caracalla who was still dripping nosebleed like a doll, jumped down the big pit, opened the grid apartment at the bottom of the pit, there were about twenty completely unconscious LV2s inside.

Zhuang Feng threw Caracalla inside, then locked the outside door, and hung the lattice apartment on the garbage truck.

"This is the last LV2 that didn't take the initiative to commit a crime."

After loosening his muscles that were not tired at all, he jumped back into the room with a light jump.

Then, Zhuang Feng looked at Hogg, who was motionless in the fast-paced impact, and felt a bit of a headache. He even got the remaining forty LV2s to the ground, and this guy was still breathing.

"What about this guy?"

(End of this chapter)