Supreme pardon

Shuyi never expected that he would be molested one day.

When I was in the Central District, no one dared to disrespect me when I followed my master. Later, I was tricked into living in the [-]th District by accident. Hei Hu and others also respected me.

Even if they went to District [-] later, because of Wenren Jue, everyone was very careful about what they said to themselves, how could they think of...

"Let go!" The other party, with the smell of damp wine on his body, imprisoned himself, his breathing was ambiguous, and the warm chest on his back made him feel a little nauseous.

Twist desperately, but the person behind him still easily leaned on his earlobe and laughed: "Which family are you from, why are you so good-looking?" While talking, the hand holding Shuyi's wrist let go , the middle finger rubbed Shang Shuyi's ear, and said ambiguously: "Your ear is very suitable for wearing earrings, the dark blue ones, like the color of the sea."

With a pale face, Shuyi opened his mouth to scold, but he couldn't think of the right words. The man now only has one hand across his waist, making him unable to break free.

With deep eyes, he pulled the corner of his mouth lightly, and suddenly raised his right hand.

The man who was still locked on his body suddenly backed away, and two or three strands of hair fell from his forehead.

However, when the man backed away, he grabbed his wrist with another hand, stared at the sharp dagger in his hand for a moment, and when he raised his head to stare at his pupils, his expression became dangerous.

There were three men sitting in the booth where he was before. Seeing this, they finally woke up from watching the bustle, stood up one after another, and walked behind the men.

Shuyi was able to look at people face to face, and saw that the man who imprisoned him had long golden hair, phoenix eyes, the eyes were as blue as the sky, and his lips were thin and pale.

He is about 27 or [-] years old, with the charm of a mature man, that is, his expression, which is particularly aggressive, making him feel uncomfortable.

"Let go!" He shouted angrily again.

The man had a chuckle just now, but now he stopped smiling, his face was expressionless and full of hostility.

With only a slight increase in the strength of his hand, the dagger he was holding tightly in his palm fell to the ground, and his wrist hurt like it was about to break.

Unable to bear it any longer, Shu Yi let out a "hum".

The man saw him screaming, his eyes were playful, his footsteps moved, and he took another step forward.

After Wu Dou recovered from the sudden change, he stared at the man seriously for a while.

The opponent is tall, well-proportioned, with well-developed tendons, and the whole body is full of breath... As a mutant, Wu Dou can naturally feel the abnormally abundant magnetic field energy around the opponent.

Moreover, the several burly men standing behind them are all strong and strong, so they are not easy to provoke.

Slowly approaching step by step, finding a good opportunity, when Mr. Shu left the opponent's chest, he suddenly rushed forward.

The yellow-haired man was about to approach Shuyi again, when a black figure in front of him ran towards him.

Not too concerned, he blocked the opponent's fist with one hand.

As soon as the leg was lifted, the long leg swept out like a whip.

The attacking man moved quickly, took two steps back, lowered his upper body, and dodged it.

He didn't succeed in the first blow, and quickly swayed twice on the spot, shortening his body, and the man rushed over again, this time the blade flashed faintly.

The yellow-haired man felt the strength of the punch on his arm just now, tightened his eyes, and finally withdrew the hand that was still holding Shuyi's wrist.

As soon as he was relieved, Shuyi stepped back alertly, holding his right wrist with his left hand, frowning in pain.

In the line of sight, Wu Dou and the other party had already hit each other completely.

The yellow-haired man showed great strength with his bare hands, while Wu Dou held a dagger in his hand and walked gracefully.

For a while, Shuyi glanced at the big men standing silently behind the yellow-haired man, pursed his lower lip, and Shuyi quickly withdrew from the fighting circle.

Until his back hit a hard chest and froze, he looked back, the silver mask under the blurred light brought peace of mind.

Stopping his pace, he no longer backed away.

Wen Renjue passed him, took a few steps forward, and observed the fight between the two sides.

"What is the origin?" Mind asked, Wu Dou's skills, he is clear, as the first human being to devour the crystal nucleus, he has received a lot of teachings from himself, and the steps and breathing books are the best among the descendants of the gods. How can a mutant who can compete with him for so long.

The fight here attracted the attention of some people in the surrounding booths. Some people watched with interest, and some turned around to continue talking after glancing at them.

There are also people in the booth who have never given alms from the beginning to the end.

In Meidian, as long as you don't shoot, you are allowed to fight and kill people with knives.

Most people think that they fight more intensely, but the scene is not big, and there is nothing worth watching. Only the real strong human beings, or those mutants, can notice the wonderfulness of the fight between the two.

Wei Duan was also observing, and said slowly: "Can you sense it? There is a very strong water force hovering around him."

Unlike ordinary mutants who can only sense whether the other party is also a mutant, Wenren Jue has devoured the divine eye, as long as he meditates, he can sense all kinds of energy.

Naturally, one can detect the water energy overflowing from the magnetic field around the opponent's body.

"According to this level of purity, the opponent not only has a high level of devouring crystal nuclei, but also has a very strong consciousness. Master, don't take risks." Wei Duan advised.

Within a distance of half a meter, the master can deprive the opponent's body of energy.

But the time that the divine eyes can suppress is too short, if the master fails to extinguish the consciousness in the opponent's body under the suppression of the divine eyes, the harm will be great.

It's not just the loss of one's own energy counterattack, if the news that the owner can deprive the crystal nucleus of energy leaks... the consequences will be disastrous.

The charm point is complicated, and there is no need for Weiduan to remind, and Wen Ren Jue will not take this risk.

They were surprised at the man's skill, and Wu Dou was even more surprised during the battle. It can be said that the man with yellow hair in front of him was the strongest man he had ever seen, except for the Lord.

Even if Captain Xiang and Captain Heihu are present, they may not be opponents of each other.

Until now, he has become more and more strenuous.

Finally, by mistake, he was punched in the chest by the opponent and flew upside down.

After landing, he wanted to get up, but the bloody smell in his chest forced him to vomit blood, his eyes turned black, and he couldn't struggle for a while.

The yellow-haired man knocked people away, his hands were hanging by his sides, Danfeng squinted at the three men standing beside Wu Dou, and chuckled softly.

Wu Dou was shocked by his skill, and he also became somewhat interested in Wu Dou.

This time I came out to play all the way here, and I have fought against many mutants, but none of them are stronger than the man in front of me... The opponent's strength is very strong, and his steps and breathing... are very special.

He raised his lower lip and pointed his head back. The big men standing behind him stepped forward quickly, ready to pull up the man on the ground and walk away.

The few guards standing beside Wu Dou didn't agree, they stood in front of him.

The sky-blue eyes stayed on the men opposite, and the yellow-haired man became more and more interested. If he brought it back, he should be able to ask very interesting things.

Seeing the scene is about to explode.

There was a sudden "crack clap clap" applause in the arena.

The yellow-haired man squinted and saw his "little beauty" standing behind a man with a silver mask.

It was the masked man who was applauding now.

His gaze shifted to the panting man on the ground and the man in the silver mask. The yellow-haired man suddenly waved his hand, and the big men who were still confronting him retreated back behind him.

Seeing people staring at him, Wen Renjue stopped clapping his hands, took two steps in front of the yellow-haired man, and said calmly, "Brother's skills are very powerful."

Although he didn't feel the slightest aura of mutants on the other party, the yellow-haired man was still alert. For a person like him, he had a natural sensitivity to danger. The one in front of him was wearing a silver mask, and his demeanor A man with a relaxed, soft tone... weird.

But he was still provocative, looking past the other party and falling on Shuyi behind him, Ping said: "Beauty has a master, it seems that the master... is you?"

Wen Renjue also deliberately turned his head to look at Shuyi with an ugly expression, then turned to look at the yellow-haired man's blue eyes, and said softly: "There is a master, but this master... seems to be different from what you understand, he is just my subordinate. .”

"Administrator?" The yellow-haired man raised his eyebrows, his eyes roved unscrupulously on Shuyi, and said meaningfully: "Surrender, violent, so stunning, it is obviously more suitable to be locked up by the bedside to play, otherwise, how about it, you pay a price, and put it on the table." Give it to me."

After taking a few deep breaths, Wu Dou suppressed the surging blood in his chest, stood up from the ground, swayed a few times, walked back to the upper body of the Lord, bent down to salute, and said in a low voice, "Sorry, Lord."

Wen Renjue only glanced at him, then turned his eyes back to the yellow-haired man, and said softly: "They are all out to play, don't lose interest, why don't you let it go?"

Shu Yigang was still angry, now he had to sort out his mood, walked forward, stood side by side with Wen Renjue, looked at the blue-eyed man at the same level, and said calmly: "If everyone is fine, I have something to do with my Patriarch , take a step first."

As he said that, he was ready to turn around and leave.

"Wait!"

The yellow-haired man opened his mouth, bent down and picked up the white rose that fell out of Shuyi's pocket during the fight just now, walked to the side of the table in two steps, took a glass of red wine, which was quite suggestive, and stared at it. Writing a book is easy, and then pouring red wine on top of white roses in front of everyone.

He stretched out his hand and handed the white rose that was still dripping red wine to Shuyi, and said evilly, "Look, what a bright red color, it really suits you..." Those eyes were as vivid as if they had already taken people away. Stripped and thrown on the bed.

The breath that had just calmed down came back up again, Shuyi probably met such a shameless and arrogant person for the first time, he clenched his fists and tried not to explode.

But the yellow-haired man refused to let go, holding the flowers, he didn't seem to see the Wenren Jue blocking them, and went straight to them.

Shuyi was really afraid of his eyes, and took a few steps back again and again.

Frowning, Wen Renjue finally showed his impatience, and ordered coldly: "Ah Jia, take Mr. back to his seat."

"Yes." One of the personal guards circled Shuyi and walked back.

Now I'm afraid he didn't come looking at Shuyi, although the man's gaze was on Shuyi, he was always paying attention to himself from the corner of his eye.Wen Renjue squinted his long and narrow eyes, lowered his eyelids, his pupils were cold.

"Beauty, beauty, can you tell me your name?" Pretentiously, the man with yellow hair was about to walk around him.

Stretching out his hand to stop him, Wen Renjue lowered his head and said casually, "I'm afraid I can't."

The author has something to say: Small theater, Wei Duan: You can play wild, but you can’t hold a drink and laugh in a place like a nightclub, why are you laughing, you’re laughing out of your mind.

Shuyi: Blame me?

Wei Duan: I heard that a king who cannot keep his subordinates' chastity is not a good king!

Hearing tips: tsk

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