Urban Supreme King

Chapter 62

Su Xiaobai shook his head very cooperatively: "Mist grass, I'm really dizzy."

Hong Jun smiled grimly: "You really look more and more like a book, the more you read it, the more sleepy you become."

Hong Jun licked his lips, with a smirk on his face. In his eyes, Su Xiaobai is now an ordinary person who has lost his combat effectiveness. Once he is poisoned, there is no antidote, and the internal energy in his body will be sealed and cannot be used. Well, once a warrior loses his inner strength, even if his body is stronger than an ordinary person, in his hands he is no different from an ordinary person.

As he spoke, he walked towards Su Xiaobai step by step, stopped when he was only half a meter away, watched Su Xiaobai keep rubbing his temples and whispered softly: "Do you want me to taste your taste?" !”

"Taste your sister!" Su Xiaobai looked at this face that deserved a beating, and immediately slapped it out.

"Crack!" A crisp and pleasant voice sounded in the messy hall, and Hong Jun flew in response to the sound, hitting the wall before stopping.

"You" got up from the ground, but he still didn't understand why Su Xiaobai didn't lose his combat power. The slap just now was so powerful, if he didn't use internal strength to defend, the cervical spine must have returned a 360-degree rotation.

But even so, one side of Hong Jun's face was still puffed up, with five clear finger prints on it.

Su Xiaobai moved his hands, and this slap hurt his palm very much: "What are you, I'm dizzy and you are suffocated by the smell on your body."

"Su Xiaobai, how dare you fuck me?" Hong Jun staggered to his feet, his face was so dark that water dripped out. He was confident in his poison, but it had no effect on Su Xiaobai. , which made him frightened and angry.

Su Xiaobai raised his feet, stepped on the luxurious coffee table, and looked at his feet: "It hurts a little when I slap you, what is your skin made of, it's so thick, I want to use the soles next time .”

"Seeking death!" Hong Jun was furious and threw out his arm, shooting out a silver light from his cuffs. This silver light was very small and extremely fast.

But Su Xiaobai could see clearly that the silver light was actually an embroidery needle, a thin red thread was tightly tied at the tip, and shot towards his eyebrows.

Su Xiaobai tilted his head slightly, and the embroidery needle brushed his ear and shot it, but seeing Hong Jun's mouth turned up, and two fingers trembling slightly with the red thread between them, Su Xiaobai felt something light on his neck. Wrap lightly, then strangle into skin.

The embroidery needle that flew by originally changed its direction when Hong Jun's hand trembled, and the red thread thinner than a hair was driven by the embroidery needle and wrapped around his neck.

As soon as Hong Jun made a successful move, he pulled his fingers lightly, and the thin red thread cut into Su Xiaobai's neck. I don't know what material the red thread is made of. Although it is very thin, it is extremely tough. It was so small that it could easily cut into his tough skin without much effort.

"Surrender, or as long as I use a little force, your head will be moved." Once the move was successful, Hong Jun's face once again changed into the original gentle look, and said.

Su Xiaobai flicked the red thread with his hands. This thing is indeed extremely tough, and he can feel the red thread wrapped around his neck. As long as he pulls hard, it can indeed cut into the muscles. The head was cut off.

Su Xiaobai was a little anxious about the sudden change, but he didn't panic: "You are really a man with a daughter's heart, even your weapons are so special, you think you are the invincible of the East."

Facing Su Xiaobai's ridicule, Hong Jun sneered. In his opinion, Su Xiaobai's life was in his hands. Kill Su Xiaobai directly.

But now his thoughts have changed, Su Xiaobai has made his special habit known to the world, and he feels sorry for himself if he doesn’t torture the other party, so he only uses light force with his fingers, trying to cut into Su Xiaobai’s heart little by little. in the skin.

When people face death, they will instinctively seek to survive, so Hong Jun felt that Su Xiaobai would definitely beg for mercy after a while, and then he would find a way to insult the other party, and then he could regain face.

But at this moment, Su Xiaobai's fingers fluttering the red thread suddenly flashed with fire, and the red thread was burned into two pieces with a snap, and the embroidery needle wrapped around Su Xiaobai's neck also fell off.

Hong Jun couldn't believe it. Whether it was the embroidery needle or the red thread, they were all unique. I won't say much about the embroidery needle. The red thread alone was made with special polymer and other science and technology. It looks very thin, but it can bear more than a hundred catties.

It can be imagined that the weight of a hundred catties, acting on a strand of hair, is much sharper than any blade. In addition to being tough, the material is special, and it cannot be burned even if it is thrown in a very high flame. This thing can be said Smelted together with steel, the steel turns into molten iron, and the red thread remains intact.

But just like this, a little flame on Su Xiaobai's finger was burned out. How could this convince him? Hong Jun rubbed his eyes and found that he was right, so he gritted his teeth. This thing is his secret weapon, which he has never seen before. I haven't used it before, it was originally used as a killer move.

But just one round was ruined like this, Su Xiaobai touched the neck with a light bloodstain and said: "Brother Hong, you like embroidery needles so much, I wonder if the only man you like is this kind? Do you want to find a bunch of them at night and give you acupuncture."

Hong Jun was so stunned by Su Xiaobai that he couldn't speak. With a shake of his shoulders, he took off his expensive suit and moved his shoulders: "Don't use your words, let's see the truth."

Since the sneak attack is not possible, the only way to fight is with your own strength. Although Hong Jun thinks highly of himself, he is almost invincible in martial arts of his generation. Put it in your eyes.

But now it's completely different. Taking off his shirt and preparing to flex his muscles shows that he, a master of the Sixiang Realm, attaches great importance to Su Xiaobai. The fireballs are not a small threat to him.

Su Xiaobai beckoned: "Come on, let the horse come over, let me see how capable the master of the Four Elephant Realm is."

As soon as his words fell, he saw Hong Jun turning into an afterimage, and couldn't help but swear: "Mist grass, this is the legendary floating fragrance, too fast."

As he said that, he could only put his hands on his chest, and then a strong force hit him. Su Xiaobai couldn't help but take seven or eight steps back before stopping.

(End of this chapter)