MTL - Back Off, Let Me Come-Chapter 15 0: Waiting for nothing
Chapter 15 015: No more changes
"Mr. Qi, why don't you give me the spirit of 'being wise and protecting yourself'?"
Shen Tang almost vomited blood.
She recited this passage not long ago.
Condensate Qi into Gang, protect the whole body!
In layman's terms, it is to put a shield on yourself.
It's okay for Qishan to just set herself up, but this guy actually retreated quietly behind her, letting her, a helpless eleven or twelve-year-old house girl, face the murderous murderers!
It's really outrageous!
Qi Shan said calmly: "I am weak and not good at fighting."
Shen Tang: "..."
She suddenly remembered the evaluation of Qishan from reading the scroll of words last night—LYB, which uses offense as defense and squatting in the grass—now it seems that this evaluation is not comprehensive, and I have to add another one. Quite smoothly.
"No matter how bad you are at fighting, you are still a young man who has been crowned!"
Hiding behind her?
Is this what a real man did?
After finishing speaking, she kicked the middle-aged man in the chest.
Looking at the man who was kicked half a foot away before he could react, Qi Shan said: "Young people who have performed the crown ceremony can't kick people so far."
Shen Tang: "..."
The middle-aged man fell to the ground and clutched his chest, his face was full of astonishment, he never thought that Shen Tang, a skinny child, could have such great strength. Yunli slapped the ground, jumped up, and shouted loudly: "You don't want to die, then don't blame Sajia for being ruthless!"
He pulled out a red hatchet from nowhere.
Slash at Shen Tang with his head in his pocket!
Boom!
The man's hatchet was blessed with courage, and it could cut iron like mud. A single encounter could split the hatchet in Shen Tang's hand into two pieces. He was overjoyed when he saw the momentum, and then he slashed horizontally with the knife with brute force, aiming at Shen Tang's neck, with a smile on his lips, as if he saw the tragic scene of Shen Tang's head flying up.
Unexpectedly, she leaned back low, avoiding the successive red hatchets, and made a wrong step, and took every step calmly.
The middle-aged man doesn't have any tricks and moves, all he has is brute force and the red hatchet that cuts iron like mud.
One knife after another.
As long as you are cut with a knife, you will either die or be disabled.
Looking at the cracks on the ground, Shen Tang's expression froze slightly. Qishan said at the right time: "Second-class creation."
Still a second-class master with only brute strength.
Shen Tang seized the opportunity to get close, and charged up his fingers to hit his wrist.
The middle-aged man screamed in pain, and was forced to let go of the hatchet in his hand, so she seized the opportunity to give him a hard patch three inches below the navel. This kick not only made the man go crazy, but also made Qishan gasp subconsciously.
Covering his face with his sleeves, he couldn't bear to look directly at him.
No man can endure such pain.
Middle-aged men are no exception.
He screamed and bent over, but hit Shen Tang's arms. He was caught by his ears and his bun fell down, hitting her knees that were bent up.
Boom!
Qishan subconsciously touched the position of the nasal bone.
He seemed to feel pain for the man.
At this moment, he caught a shadow shaking outside the paper window from the corner of his eye, and he read without thinking—
"Stand together through thick and thin, save from peril!"
The moment the word "维" fell, a gray glow broke through the window and door with unrivaled momentum, and attacked Shen Tang's vitals. At the same time as the gray glow arrived, the word power suddenly lit up all over her body.
The two collided, and the air wave exploded with a bang.
Shen Tang had already avoided it, looked at the gun blade that had sunk several inches into the ground, and looked up out of the window—there were still enemies in the dark!
Qi Shan said: "My partner, it should be a third-class hairpin."
He has rich experience, and he can roughly judge the strength of his accomplices only by the force of the shot just now.
But the next sentence is—
"Mr. Shen Xiaolang should be able to handle it."
Shen Tang: "..."
The subtext of these words, he still wants to be an OB.
Different from the middle-aged man who has no rules, this one who came here is obviously a practicing family. He jumped in and rushed in, sucked his palm, and the spear inserted into the ground flew into his hand.
The target was not Shen Tang, and he made a feint to approach Qishan.
The visitor was dressed in black, nine feet tall, with a muscular back and a muscular body. Just standing up gave people a great aura of oppression, making the originally spacious house narrow and threatening.
Qi Shan had an expression of "it really is so", and silently recited the single word "Yan Ling" without any haste, the light under his feet surged, his body swayed slightly and he had retreated more than ten feet away. The man in black wanted to pursue him, but was stopped by Shen Tang who came to kill with the "Mother Sword", unable to escape.
Bang Dang!
Guns and swords clashed.
Qi Shan dodges to a relatively safe open place, and slowly adds a sentence: "When I am in danger, I am inflicting on others. Therefore-when I am in danger, others are in danger. If people want to be in danger, I need help to solve my difficulties."
Yan Ling fell, but Wen Guang lit up at Shen Tang's feet.
Shen Tang who heard the words clearly: "...???"
While blocking the enemy's spear stabbing like a storm, he shouted angrily: "Qi Yuanliang! Be yourself!"
Qishan is a real dog!
There is nothing wrong with that passage at first glance, but the translation is like this - if I am in danger, I will pass the danger on to others, and if I am in danger, others will be in danger, so that person has to help me if he wants to be safe Address the danger.
is equivalent to mandatory risk sharing.
"Mr. Shen, the overall situation is the most important thing." Qishan said with a cheeky smile when he heard the words, "It's just like the saying - 'If you don't get rid of your literary heart, you can never lose your courage'. This person is a family member, and he doesn't know this truth. I am weak, this life can be entrusted to Mr. Shen Xiaolang."
Shen Tang: "..."
Brother Qi Yuanliang, do you still remember the phrase "Do you think my saber is a decoration or a handy weapon" that I said last night?
It took only one night to pick up the frail scholar's character?
Boom!
The roof of the house was pierced by the gray glow flying from the blade of the sword.
This man was surprisingly strong, at least much worse than the third-class hairpin official. Shen Tang retreated a few steps before releasing the gravity. Looking at the slightly numb tiger's mouth, his face darkened.
"Qi Yuanliang, are you sure he is a third-class hairpin?"
Qi Shan was about to say "yes", but saw the man's thick lips slightly parted by the unextinguished oil lamp, and he muttered something silently.
Immediately following a change in the momentum of the whole body, hundreds of gun shadows danced instantly, and the body of the gun wrapped around Shen Tang's long sword like a snake.
Prayer to carefully identify the mouth shape.
【Soldiers are impermanent, water is impermanent...】
This is…
Pray for goodness and instant enlightenment.
"Be careful, this guy is never changing!"
Almost as soon as the words fell, a somewhat illusory black figure quietly appeared in the blind spot of Shen Tang's line of sight, forming a front and rear flanking attack with the black-clothed man who was entangled with Shen Tang. When the gunfire hit, Shen Tang seemed to have eyes behind him, grabbed the hanging curtain and leaped vertically onto the broken hanging beam, avoiding the shot that hit his heart.
"Damn it, it's actually split [body]!"
She had just stood firm when a voice of praying for good came from her ear.
He said: "It's all over the sky!"
嗡—
The criss-cross characters stretched out from under his feet. At first glance, it looked like a huge chessboard. The chessboard appeared, and the man in black's feet sank, his knees trembled slightly, as if a huge stone was pressing on his shoulders, and his legs were sinking into an invisible quagmire. He shouted loudly, martial energy burst out all over his body, and the gray light collided with Wen Guang and made a harsh impact sound.
Shen Tang looked at this scene and didn't know how to help.
This is beyond her cognition.
Qi Shan saw her worry, and said coldly: "You just hit, leave the rest to me, catch alive!"
The threshold for public servants and superiors is extremely low, and a warrior can achieve it. The third-class hairpin is a watershed. The fourth class can use the art of war to speak spiritually without changing the beginning, and can be a centurion in the army regardless of size.
If you are willing to devote yourself to the trilogy of powerful people, you can eat and drink without worrying about food and drink. How can you become a bandit and make a living by robbing and killing people?
_(:з」∠)_ I’m dove again, alas, why is it only at this time that I have inspiration...
(end of this chapter)
