in the name of evil

Chapter 59

The little boy's face was not very good-looking. In his imagination, Jiang Li should lose his ability to move after the first blow.

The uneasiness in his heart became heavier.

What kind of person is it, who can keep his face completely broken with all the bones in his hands, won't he be in pain?

"Hope you're not bluffing!"

The little boy swooped down with a ferocious face, and four huge tentacles stabbed at Jiang Li's limbs.

Jiang Li, who had fully recovered, dodged the attack intended to destroy him in an instant, and slammed into the little boy's arms.

Jiang Li's body was as hard as steel, and he directly knocked the little boy to the other end of the classroom, causing smoke and dust to be blown up all over the room.

The loud noise woke up Sister Rong and the three of them suddenly, looking at Jiang Li who was covered in blood with horror on his face.

Jiang Li glanced indifferently, coughed twice, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Is it because the principal died?"

The three people who woke up suddenly made Jiang Li a little annoyed. Although he could do nothing to save them, he would not accept the death of the three of them because of the aftermath of his battle.

The sound of hurried running came from far to near.

Song Xian rushed into the classroom and looked at Jiang Li worriedly:

"Brother Jiang Li, what's wrong with you?"

Then, she suddenly looked towards the dust-covered place like a kitten that had felt a threat, and she could feel that there was a monster that was much stronger than her. Most of the monsters can't survive a face-to-face meeting.

She secretly weighed her current strength, and came to a conclusion that made her despair——

It's too far!

If the self in the painting can't even see how scary the other party is, then the current self can only roughly feel the horror at most, but he doesn't have the strength to face it at all.

But such a powerful opponent, Jiang Li knocked him into the air!
Although Jiang Li looks very embarrassed now, Song Xian can still be sure that Jiang Li has the strength to face the opponent.

It turns out that I pretended to be weak in front of myself, just to make myself feel that I am not so useless.
Song Xian looked at Jiang Li with a complicated expression.

But Jiang Li didn't notice Song Xian's strangeness, let alone her brain power, but watched the cloud of smoke vigilantly. His eyes covered by black air could see that the little boy's energy had not decreased but increased. It even made Jiang Li feel a little dazzling.

He didn't answer Song Xian, but pointed to Sister Rong and the three of them: "Take them away, and decide whether to run or come back later depending on the situation."

Song Xian opened her mouth, wanting to refuse, but seeing the fighting spirit in Jiang Li's eyes and her clenched teeth, she swallowed the words back.

"I'll be back soon, hold on!"

click, click.

The little boy came out of the dust with many rips on his school uniform.

He frowned, seeming a little puzzled: "You obviously only have the strength of a wandering soul, but you can explode with the power of a ghost?"

Jiang Li remained silent and did not explain anything.

It's not that he wants to pretend to be a master, but this really involves his blind spot in knowledge.

"quick!"

He urged Song Xian.

Song Xian pursed her lips and ran to the side of the trio, picked up the fat man with one hand, and grabbed the collars of Sister Rong and the tall and thin man with the other.

After being lifted, the three of them suddenly began to struggle, like frightened chicks.

Song Xian mentioned that when they bumped into each other, the three of them were knocked unconscious again.

She passed in front of Jiang Li and left a sentence: "Wait for me."

Then he ran out of the classroom and ran downstairs.

"Your subordinates are better than my two toys."

The little boy didn't stop, but said enviously.

"She is not my subordinate, let alone my toy, but my friend."

Jiang Li squeezed his knuckles and said with a sneer:
"Of course, a guy like you who is always isolated may not have any friends. It's hard to understand, isn't it?"

"So I don't like you very much." The little boy sighed.

"I don't like you either." Jiang Li narrowed his eyes: "Because three-dimensional copper smelting must."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Li disappeared in place.

The next second, he appeared behind the little boy and kicked the defenseless little boy in the back of the head.

"die!"

Boom!
The little boy's head was tilted and his neck was bent abnormally, as if it would break in a second.

But the little boy stood firmly on the spot, his body straight, and he didn't even move his feet.

His head was slowly turned back.

"It can explode with the power of evil spirits, but it still can't defeat the real evil spirits."

He looked at Jiang Li with pity:

"You are not only facing me, but all the ghosts that are swallowed by me within a few kilometers!"

The little boy's fist swung lightly, and Jiang Li could clearly see the trajectory without slowing down.

But can't escape!

Jiang Li's eyes widened, watching the fist enlarge in his eyes bit by bit.

Finally, it was printed on his chest.

Time seems to stop at this moment.

After a short pause, the black air rising from Jiang Li's body seemed to be swept away by a hurricane.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Li felt a force that could not be resisted, and he flew backwards.

boom--

When Jiang Li came back to his senses, he was already lying on the playground.

In just a moment, he actually smashed the entire wall of the top floor of the teaching building, and fell heavily to the ground.

The little boy was standing in the ruins of the half-collapsed attic and watching Jiang Li. The four tentacles behind him had been retracted.

"I thought that thing was his reliance, but I didn't expect it to be as good as his punch."

Jiang Li's whole body was in severe pain, as if all the bones in his body were broken, and he couldn't exert any strength.

Relying on the energy of the principal and class teacher, Jiang Li returned to his peak state and even became stronger.

I thought I could have a touch with the little boy, but I didn't expect that the previous attack was just the little boy's playfulness, and I didn't even know how much force the other party put in the punch just now.

How to fight this?
Can't fight!
The strong sense of frustration almost overwhelmed his fighting spirit.

He didn't even have the strength to curse the net spinner, he just wanted to lie on the spot and smash it.

"Brother Jiang Li!"

Everything just happened very quickly, Song Xian just arrived downstairs.

She threw the three of them down casually, and ran towards Jiang Li with tears in her eyes.

Just when she was about to touch Jiang Li, Jiang Li sent her to Xiaocao with his last strength.

The scene in Song Xian's eyes changed instantly, and after she realized it, she slammed the invisible barrier madly, wanting to leave here and go to Jiang Li's side.

But her efforts were all in vain, and in the end she could only kneel and sit on the ground helplessly, muttering Jiang Li's name.

After Jiang Li finished all this, he lay back as if exhausted, and let out a long breath of relief.

But in an instant, his expression was a little off.

"It doesn't seem right. Even if I die, Song Xian won't be able to escape."

"Fuck, why don't you run with your last strength!"

His expression at this moment was ashamed, with a heartbroken expression on his face.

In the inner viewing space, the grass moved its blades.

Its leaves did not know when it changed from two to three.

Oil painting sensed Xiaocao calling it, and excitedly ran to Xiaocao's side.

But after understanding Xiaocao's meaning, the oil painting shrank into a corner like a timid lizard.

But Xiaocao's attitude was very firm, and his consciousness was passed on to the oil painting:
"You have gained so many benefits from being by my side, and you are not willing to contribute when you are needed?
Did you regain some of your strength yesterday, and even leaked some breath? "

The oil painting twists and turns humanly, like a man shaking his head frantically.

"Hmph, you can't hide from me.

What if I told you that he sensed your breath, not only boarded that chariot, but also drew that sword? "

The oil painting froze, and then jumped two steps forward, as if confirming something with Xiaocao.

"I don't even bother to lie to you. By the way, the little guy outside was beaten to death and brought in. It will be useful to him."

After getting Xiaocao's affirmative answer, the oil painting seemed to be overjoyed, and disappeared into Jiang Li's inner vision space in the next second.

And Xiaocao looked at Song Xian, who turned her back and was in a daze, and shook the leaves in satisfaction.

Inside and outside the space.

The little boy walked towards Jiang Li step by step, comforting him.

"It won't hurt, maybe there will be some?"

He showed a naive and innocent smile:

"But don't worry, it won't last long."

In the next sentence, do you still have to ask me what 1000-7 is equal to?
Jiang Li was thinking about this not-so-funny joke, and the little boy's punch pulled him out of his crazy state. This was the first time he had stabilized his condition because of being punched.

But the little boy who finished speaking didn't approach him, but looked behind him vigilantly.

Jiang Li wriggled his body in doubt and looked back, only to see an army appearing behind him at some point!
(End of this chapter)