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Chapter 142 On the seventh day, I won't let you worry anymore.(1/3)

Danger.

A warning sounded in Fan Peiyang's mind.

"But then again," Paine pulled the corners of her mouth, "I'm stupid, you're not very smart either. If you're smart enough, the knife just now should follow the route you said in the villa and directly stab my neck..."

The guard guard restrained his last smile and his eyes darkened: "It's a pity that you never have such a chance again."

The strong wind suddenly blew, causing the snow to swell up the air, the snow fell and snow danced into a circle, and the world became whiter and whiter.

But everyone in the villa could see clearly that the blood on Pan's shoulder had stopped. In the broken clothes, there was a dark red blood paste on the hideous wound, which tightly sealed the wound like gauze.

There is no problem with small wounds that automatically coagulate blood, but it is a fantasy to stop bleeding if you have such a large and deep wound without any treatment.

What kind of celestial physique does the guardian have?

"No," the keen Nange discovered the inconsistency on the battlefield, "Look, the wind has not stopped."

The wind she mentioned was the wind that blew the snow around Van Peryang and Paine.

The Skeleton Bride said: "It is normal to have some wind on snowy days."

Nan Ge said anxiously: "But it's abnormal to scrape around one direction!"

After he reminded him, everyone realized that it was true that the wind seemed to be circling around the two of them, blowing snow in circles, like the special effects filter of the beauty camera.

Just as everyone's eyes were focused on the wind, the wind suddenly roared violently, and a small tornado formed, rolling the snow on the ground together with Fan Peiyang into the high air!

Everyone woke up in an instant.

Wind is Paine's ability, just as Demos' ability is [spying fear].

"How the hell are you fighting this!" The skeleton bride couldn't control herself and sweared.

He was worried about this when he threw it at "Please give me more advice". As a result, Pan underestimated the enemy and let him pass the blitzkrieg. Unexpectedly, this nightmare fell on Fan Peiyang.

"I can't fight," Zhou Yunhui didn't want to be ambitious and destroy his own majesty, but the cruel reality is here, and he has to face it no matter how unwilling he is. "By just relying on his physical fitness, they can withstand our stationery tree, let alone use their abilities now."

Edogawa: "This is unfair. They are guardians of the gate, and their overall strength is definitely higher than us. If you really do something, then what kind of gate can you guard? You can directly kill them."

"It is a matter of strength or not to fight, it is a matter of attitude," Cui Zhan held his arms and looked at the screen cast, and said firmly, "It's useless to think about anything at this time, just fight to the death."

Zhou Yunhui was about to speak again, but suddenly he found that everyone was anxious for Fan Peiyang, and was too quiet.

"Aren't you worried?" He turned around and asked Zheng Luozhu, who was closest to him, "or did he have armor such as 'floating technique'?"

"No armor," said Zheng Luozhu, "worry."

Zhou Yunhui: "That..."

Zheng Luozhu: "But I have more confidence in the boss."

"So do you guys?" Zhou Yunhui looked at Nan Ge and Tang Lin again.

Nange said: "I am, but our captain may have something else besides confidence."

Tang Lin: “…”

Zhou Yunhui: “…”

He was told countless times that he had a look of experience, don’t ask, it’s dog food.

VIP said this, and it is hard for others to say despicable words, but Huazi, Tiger, and Hao Siwen exchanged their eyes privately, and they were still very pessimistic.

Judging from the battle scenes, Fan Peiyang in the strong wind had long lost control of his body and could only be swept by the strong wind and danced in the airflow.

Moreover, he had been rolled to a height of more than ten meters. If Pane suddenly pulled the wind away, he would be able to destroy Fan Peiyang without taking action. If one of them was not done properly, it would be possible that anyone would die.

In the snow, Paine looked up at the tornado he created, with a calm expression, but his brows were slightly frowning.

Because in the ear, a sound that only he could hear was repeated noisy—

[Pan, you have violated the regulations of the passkeeper, please stop using your ability immediately...Pan, you have violated the regulations of the passkeeper...]

When he is willing to use his abilities? Fan Peiyang is too annoying! If he doesn't teach such an arrogant passerby a lesson, he will die of cowardice. Even if he is punished, he will admit it. Today he must be defeated.

Killing? That doesn't have to.

Although he was unwilling to admit it, Fan Peiyang is indeed a rare high-strength passerby. He wasted such a talent in order to vent his anger, which also violated the professional ethics of the people who keep the pass.

He shook his head a few times, and then shook off the snowflakes above his head. Paine stared at the tornado and suddenly cut off his ability to control it.

The tornado disappeared in an instant, and the snowy air was left with only Fan Peiyang whose body was slanted.

He fell rapidly, and the snow on the ground had been swept away by the storm of wind, leaving only a thin layer of white and dark soil that was faintly visible. If he fell down like this, the best result would be serious injury.

The villa was silent for a moment.

Charon was also solemn in front of the screen cast.

Fan Peiyang's life or death doesn't matter, but he is worried for Paine that if using his abilities is just a minor violation, then killing someone who is qualified to pass the level would be a serious violation and would be severely punished.

The only relaxing moment is probably Paine.

He had prepared a small breeze, and when Fan Peiyang fell to the ground immediately, he would "support him in front of the gate of hell". He also taught him a lesson, and the violation was not escalated, and it was perfect.

Just as I was thinking, something flew past me.

It was so big that it made Pan'en's eyes dark.

In this dark time, Fan Peiyang landed.

Depend on!

Paine was extremely upset and hurried over to see what the person had fallen into.

But he had only run two steps, and Fan Peiyang had already stood up with difficulty.

Pan En was stunned for two seconds before he saw two thick sofa cushions stacked on the ground that Fan Peiyang had just fallen to, falling squarely together, cushioning the falling force with thick and softness.

In the villa, everyone watched "How the sofa cushions flew away" throughout the journey.

At present, the four-person couch with half of the cushion was exposed, and the wooden skeleton under the cushion was looking pitiful.

Zheng Luozhu looked at the skeleton bride who had just been sang accused: "What else can I say?"

The skeleton bride shook her head wildly: "No, Mr. Fan is so awesome."

Zhou Yunhui, Cui Zhan: "..."

In a tornado, when your body is extremely out of control, you can still think of using a sponge pad to cushion yourself. This is not calmness, it is the heart of steel.

Fan Peiyang, who stood up, retreated little by little, as if he was randomly brewing to prepare to escape.

"What are you afraid of?" He retreated and Paine moved forward. "Don't be so far away from me. Your quick-witted intelligence just now is very good. I'm already angry...well!"

The sofa cushion flew up without warning, and "pia" hit Paine's face.

Then "Bang-"

Exploded.

The rolling black smoke swallowed the guards.

In the villa, the people who passed the level in different moods.

There is pride.

Zheng Luozhu: "Who gave him the illusion that Mr. Fan wants to escape? My boss always faces the front."

Something surprised.

Tiger: "Is this... a level 3 stationery tree? It has its own burst effect?"

There are complex ones.

Zhou Yunhui: "I think Pan En is actually very good-looking, really..."

If he had been cheated like this, there would be a sea of ​​fire outside now.

The smoke dissipated, and Paine's red hair was curled, her face turned black and her mouth was ate a sponge.

He spitted a few times, vomited violently, looked up again, and saw that there was no trace of Fan Peiyang.

He is as clever as Mr. Fan, and has long disappeared in the vast sea of ​​snow.

"Run," Paine took a deep breath, and then took a deep breath, "If you have the ability to run out of the Crater and run out of this island, otherwise..."

He raised his hand and clicked in the air. The screen projected immediately appeared, and there was a close-up of Fan Peiyang on it.

In the past, the passerby could not see the private screen projection of the passerby, but now, Paine seemed to deliberately try to let everyone in the villa see clearly.

His purpose was achieved.

Everyone not only saw Fan Peiyang, but also saw the environment around him clearly. If Paine wanted to track him, she could easily tell where Fan Peiyang was going.

"Cuckoo——"

The clock bird comes out to tell the time.

"Time is here!" Zheng Luozhu jumped up in surprise and shouted out the broken floor-to-ceiling window, regardless of whether the shadow-less guard could hear it, "Red hair, time is here-----"

Paine didn't hear it, but it was useless if he heard it.

Of course he knew that fifteen minutes had arrived, but now it was no longer a problem of assessment, it was a problem of whether he could swallow this breath.
To be continued...
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