Walk around the United States with the earth in your arms

The thugs outside the door laughed loudly and banged against the door like a violent storm.

Debbie's face turned red and white, angry, ashamed, and scared.

This is not the kind of security door that is deeply loved by the people of China. In a few seconds, the door of Song Fang's house will no longer hold up.

Grandma kept Debbie behind her.

After a loud noise, a big hole was poked near the door lock by the thugs outside.

A hand with seven or eight rings stretched out from behind the door. The person outside the door turned the lock with a grin.

The sole of a sneaker slapped the hand hard.

The ring was bent and clamped tightly on the man's finger.

"what!!"

A shrill scream came from outside the door.

But the next second, the door of Song Fang's house finally couldn't hold on, and with a scream, it fell off the door frame.

Before the people in the house could block the door with large items such as sofas, the dining table behind the door was unable to block the thugs outside and was knocked away.

Those inside were exposed to the mob.

"Aww, chick!"

The mob whistled.

Debbie's face suddenly turned pale.

Jerry usually protects her and prevents her from getting involved in gang affairs. Very few people in the gang know her. And there’s no telling whether the group of people outside are members of the New Avengers or not!

If they get caught...

Two legs of the table were grabbed, and then the dining table, which was big enough for a family of four to eat around, was pulled up from the ground and flew over the head of the drooling thug.

"Debbie, take grandma into the back room!"

Song Fang roared, grabbed the table legs that broke off the table body, and rushed out of the room.

"Fangzi, come back!"

Grandma was screaming behind him, but Song Fang didn't even have time to look back.

There were about four or five thugs who had gathered at the door just now. They were knocked down by the table thrown by Song Fang. Song Fang gave full play to his spirit of taking advantage of your illness to kill you. He raised his hand and put the table leg on the heads of the thugs.

He doesn't know how to fight. No matter how many times he travels through time, he has no chance to learn fighting techniques. This system seems to have no other tricks except the ability to fire the red scarf cannon, and there is no purchase option. Let alone the peerless magical skills, it can't even give him a basic fighting skill.

Song Fang doesn't know any of those beautiful moves or sharp killing moves. In such a crowded place, using a laser cannon is definitely not a wise choice.

Well, he didn't have the energy to fire any more.

So Song Fang simply chose the simplest option and broke the heads of these thugs with brute force, and they would all be unable to get up!

The energy of the Navigator system continued to enter his body, and the energy consumption was very low. Only the fifth decimal place number was changing, but the effect was very significant.

Song Fang's body performance has been greatly enhanced, and his strength and speed have been improved. Therefore, if the stick is used, the thug will be half-dazed even if he is not dead.

But one of the thugs got up. The one who reached out and opened the door. At that time, he was in so much pain that he could not stand up while squatting on the ground, but he escaped unhurt and was not hit by the table. He picked up the bat on the ground, took advantage of Song Fang's opportunity to deal with another thug, and hit him in the back of the head.

The stick had been processed by them. Although the main body was made of wood, it was completely covered with iron sheets. There were also various iron nails and hooks inserted on it, which were deliberately sharpened.

The blood of the victim was stained on it, but they never cleaned it. They even smeared urine and feces on the nails.

"go to hell!"

yelled the thug.

But the next second, his roar was stuck in his throat.

Song Fang just bent his arms and protected the side and back of his head to block the thug's mace.

The arm even looked a little slender, just like Song Fang's entire body, it could only be destroyed in the face of pure violence. However, the mace that can beat a person's head into a rotten watermelon, let alone hurt him, can't even leave a white mark on his arm.

shit.

Song Fang cursed in his heart.

The amount of energy required to defend against an attack depends on the strength of the attack. The fake Iron Man can kill 2% with one shot, but this guy can only kill one ten thousandth of the remaining energy with a full blow.

But they are much more expensive than Song Fang simply using energy to strengthen his body.

Song Fang turned around and looked at the guy.

I am poor, don’t you know?

"Uh...wow..."

The thug actually dropped the mace, turned around and ran away.

This operation also stunned Song Fang.

In this case, he was not polite, picked up the mace, and ran a few steps to catch up.

The thug turned around and shouted in fright: "You, don't come here..."

puff.

The thug fell. The world is quiet.

Song Fang scratched his neck.

Why do I feel that I have become much more irritable after traveling through time for the second time.

There must be something wrong with the tap water here. Um. It smells like disinfectant powder.

Song Fang left the thugs lying on the ground and vomited their souls, and walked back with the mace on his shoulders.

He had to think about what to do next. It's definitely not safe here, but if we waste this little time, the large number of thugs from the next street may have spread over, and we may run into them head on if we go out.

What's more, there is another person in the house...

A figure suddenly flashed out of the stairs far ahead.

The black muzzle of the gun pointed towards Song Fang, and then the bullet came out!

Bang bang bang!

Flames erupted from the muzzle.

They all use pistols, but there are also powerful ones in them. Moreover, the length of the corridor is limited. Even if Song Fang is at this end of the corridor and the shooter is at the other end of the corridor, Song Fang will still be within the effective attack range.

Even worse, another gun was pointed at Song Fang. A second gun-wielding thug also joins in the shooting!

Even if Song Fang had a golden bell, it would not be able to withstand the hammer being struck many times.

The corridor is unobstructed and there is no place to hide!

"..."

Song Fang was a little stunned.

A figure was wearing his coat and vest, wearing his baseball cap, with a towel of his under the hat, wrapping his face with the towel, but it was not his person, standing in front of him, holding a homemade shield. , blocking the rain of bullets for him.

"Child, come in quickly!"

Tony shouted loudly.

Song Fang immediately rushed into his home.

Tony also quickly withdrew. The homemade shield in his hand was made from an unused folding chair when his hands were itchy while repairing the water pipes of Song Fang's family. Naturally, he did not dare to have any unreasonable expectations about its durability.

As soon as he entered, Song Fang blocked the door with the refrigerator dragged from the kitchen.

"It won't stop them," Tony said.

"Of course I know. But why did you come out? You..." Song Fang looked at Tony, "Pfft!"

Tony:?

Song Fang covered his mouth and tried to hold back his smile. "I'm sorry, seeing you looks like this reminds me of a classic old movie from my homeland."

"..."

Tony wordlessly pulled the towel under his hat and wrapped his face more tightly.

It's over. It's more like stealing landmines.