American Comics: The Invincible Wheel of Fortune

A strong white light flashed in Aaron's eyes, and he quickly closed his eyes. Then there were two strong feedbacks from his hand, and he knew that he had hit two ninjas in black.

Damn it, do it again!

Aaron secretly spat, looking at the thick smoke in the room, it was hard to see his fingers when he stretched out his hand, and he was speechless in his heart. However, in this lost moment, something happened again, and several slight squeaking sounds were heard.

"careful!"

Aaron's reaction was so sharp. He immediately sensed two malicious attacks. He shouted cautiously towards Erica, then listened to the voice of defense, waved his sword in a leisurely manner, and there were dozens of clanging sounds of metal hitting each other. Then there was a crashing sound, and a bunch of broken things fell to the ground.

Aaron felt that the force coming from his hand was really strong. Not only were there hidden weapons, but also crossbow arrows. He immediately became more careful. Who knows what other messy things there might be, in case there were poisonous darts, poisonous water, poisonous mist, etc.

Aaron heard three similar sounds coming from Erica's direction, and couldn't help but ask: "Are you okay?"

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

Before Erica finished speaking, Aaron already felt the sound of wind coming, and two evil winds were not good. He didn't have time to think more, and moved his hand, and stepped forward with a slight sway.

The thick smoke was difficult to disperse in the relatively small space. Aaron swung his sword out with only his senses. Several rays of cold light flashed past each other. After a few crisp sounds, two muffled sounds were heard, followed by two pops and two pops. The body was slapped on the ground, and the room became quiet again.

Aaron's heart moved, and he realized that Botu was indeed well prepared, and there was a ninja ambush as a back-up. Botu's combat power far exceeded that of ordinary people. It didn't take many people to attack, but the older he got, the more he feared death. The Hand had a secret method of rebirth. As long as he can start over again without beheading his head, Botu will definitely reserve the last resort, but he probably didn't expect it to come in handy.

Aaron stepped forward and walked to where the disciple should be according to his memory. He poked the sword in his hand downwards, and sure enough, it struck the ground with a clang, and the person was no longer there.

Aaron sighed, as expected, he really wanted to pursue it, but after thinking about it, he let it go. The Hand is not a charitable organization, but an extremely vicious, unscrupulous villain with no bottom line. The family upstairs must have been attacked. Unfortunately, we have to pursue him again. In order to hinder him, the Hand will implicate many innocent people.

Aaron is not a hard-hearted man, nor does he have the idea of ​​being arrogant and thinking 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 from years of working as an errand.

It's just that this time I let the disciple go, but I don't know what kind of trouble it will cause.

The Botu was cut off from his account by Aron and retrained. He will never come back in ten or eight years. Not to mention how powerful Aron will be by then, Thanos, the Purple Sweet Potato King, will come to Earth and snap his fingers. , there is basically no role for this old guy in the rest of the show.

But the five fingers of the hand can be put together, one finger is cut off, and there are still four fingers. One finger is still cut off, and the four fingers are painful and angry. You can imagine how violent the revenge will be in the future. One disciple is like this, three and the disciples It's almost the same, plus Mrs. Gao, who is definitely much more powerful than Botu, Alon gets a headache just thinking about it.

Aaron sighed, the fucking lottery can't stop!

I need to study more cheating positions!

Aaron gave a bitter smile. He clearly won the battle, but there was no one else who would sigh back and forth like this.

Aaron touched the kitchen and turned on the range hood, which he rarely used. After a while, the thick smoke was exhausted, and his vision returned, only to see the mess on the floor, four corpses, and large pools of blood in the room. Everything inside was smashed into a mess, basically all in tatters. Only Aaron and Erica were left standing there, looking at each other.

Aaron looked at Erica. A young lady who was originally quite heroic, but after a big battle, her body was in a mess, dripping with sweat. She put her hands on her knees and kept panting. There were streaks on her face and neck. Han Daozi had some bruises at the corners of his eyes and a cut at the corners of his mouth. The most obvious thing was a blood groove on his right arm, which was still leaking blood slightly. He looked very embarrassed.

Aaron himself didn't get much better either. His shirt and stab-proof suit were lined with a stab-proof suit, and there was a big gash on his ribs. Although it didn't hurt, the injury was serious.

This time is not like before, relying on attributes to crush, Yun Danfengqing is just a low-key pretense. This time it is a boss battle, the most difficult and dangerous battle since time travel. I was highly focused just now, and now I relax, and my ribs There is some dull pain in my lower body.

Aaron opened the refrigerator, took two cans of iced pepper soda, walked over the mess on the floor, walked up to Erica, handed a can over, pointed to the corner of Erica's eyes, and said warmly: "Ice compress Just take a moment, so as not to cause bruises tomorrow, follow me, your wound must be treated urgently."

"Well, please." Erica just hummed, nodded and followed Aaron to the bedroom.

This common enemy, the four iron pillars of life, Aaron and Erica can be considered one of them. The slight unhappiness when they first met disappeared, and the unfamiliarity and wariness between the two also faded away. A lot.

Being a police officer is inevitable, and you must master first aid knowledge.

The living room was in a mess, as if it had been smashed, smashed, and robbed by gangsters, but the bedroom was still the same. Aaron motioned to Erica, who was looking around curiously, to sit wherever she wanted, and went to the bathroom to find a first aid kit.

"Be patient." Aaron was wearing blue rubber gloves and holding gauze filled with medical alcohol.

Seeing Erica nodding, Aaron carefully cleaned the skin around the wound, as gently as if he were caring for a baby. Erica's facial expression became a little softer when she saw this, but when the alcohol touched the wound, she still couldn't bear it. He frowned for a while.

"Thank you... um!" Erica frowned deeply and groaned before she even thanked her. A thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead, but Aaron quickly poured some alcohol on her. On the wound.

"Okay, it's okay, it's okay." Aaron had no choice but to do this. Seeing this, he quickly comforted her and secretly praised her in his heart. This young lady is really tough and will not let women down.

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

Aaron gently held the wound steady with one hand, and quickly pinched the suture device against the wound a few times with the other hand. An afterimage flashed past, and several "clicking" sounds sounded, making Erica feel as if she only felt pain. , the stitching is complete.