Chapter 19
"Ha ha ha ha ha!" The yamen servant laughed wildly, "I just said how could someone block the Heavenly Thunder Art so easily!"
Chen Muxue clutched her arm in pain for a while, but slowly, she felt a little strange.
The electric current crackled and exploded for a while, but it seemed to flow to another place.
Chen Muxue changed the iron pot to the other hand, raised the hand that was electrocuted and took a closer look, feeling a certain numbness.
When the yamen servant saw her standing up again, his pupils shrank: "How is that possible!"
Chen Muxue couldn't help but hey twice: "Tian Lei Jue, right? You are this."
She gave the yamen servant a little thumbs up.
"You!" The yamen servant was so angry that his head was about to smoke.
"No, it's you!" Chen Muxue suddenly pointed her little thumb up at the yamen servant—
"Boom!"
The very familiar Tianlei suddenly hit the yamen servant! Everything is in the blink of an eye!
"Boom!" The sky thunder exploded,
Chen Muxue put her hands on her forehead to shade the sun, watching the yamen servant's figure get smaller and smaller in the air, and finally disappeared with a "ding".
"Ding" is her own voice.
After dealing with the servants, Chen Muxue turned around viciously, and looked at the person holding Xiaohua's neck.
The man only felt a chill on his neck, and a layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his back.
"I know you are very powerful, but I don't believe you can break her neck faster than me!" The man's voice trembled.
Chen Muxue glanced at the other person who was facing Xiaohu, and that person suddenly trembled: "I, I, I don't know anything!"
He was about to run while shouting, but Chen Muxue rushed up in two or three steps, and slapped him with an iron pan!
"boom!"
Chen Muxue looked at the same piece of sky in the same direction again, the same gradually shrinking figure.
"Yeah, home run! It's your turn." A cold light flashed in Chen Muxue's eyes.
The person holding Xiaohua was already a little nervous because of nervousness, and subconsciously tightened his hands.
"Take another step..." The man's legs were trembling, he could hardly speak, and the muscles in his arms were even more tense.
A concealed purple gas spread upwards and was inhaled by the man who was gasping for breath because of nervousness.
"Don't be nervous, I..." Before Chen Muxue could speak, the man fainted on the ground with a "click".
Xiao Hua fell to the ground, and Chen Muxue hurriedly stepped forward to break the man's hand. His muscles were tense, and he even heard a few "click" sounds when breaking.
Xiaohua was able to take a big breath. She covered her neck, panting and coughing.
Chen Muxue picked up Xiao Hua, and "accidentally" stepped on the man's arm: "Oh, I'm sorry."
She quickly "avoided" for a while, and stepped on the man's leg again: "Oh, I was so careless!"
There were two crisp cracking sounds of bones, the man seemed to have really fainted completely.
With the spirit of frugality, Xiaohu packed up the materials that could be used, but when he turned around, he saw the owner of his family was collecting the body of the man on the ground.
After taking out a purse, Chen Muxue weighed it and said loudly: "It's only enough to pay for my pot and stove!"
The onlookers in the dark were silent, understand, everyone understands!
Besides, no one would look up to the gangster who kidnapped a young girl. Look at that little girl, her neck is still blue!
Chen Muxue left so simply that she didn't even want the unreturned bowls from the onlookers. She had to take Xiao Hua to see the doctor as soon as possible.
Cen Lizhui in the dark secretly regretted that today was also a day that he didn't eat.
No one saw it. After the purple air dissipated, a puff of black air got into the nose of the man on the ground.
At night, in a certain grass, a person cried out in pain, "Ouch, ouch", and some burnt people under him had already breathed in less and outflowed a lot.
Suddenly, there was a burst of knowledge.
"The third...?"
"let's go."
After being picked up, the man saw that the third child killed the leader without hesitation.
"The third child!"
"He's not going to live anyway."
Silent, the man noticed that the third child was walking very wobbly, he looked with concern, but saw that most of the broken thigh bone of the third child had protruded, but he didn't seem to feel it.
This...is the third child?
(end of this chapter)