Let Me Draw a Card In the Infinite World

Fu Xiangxiang hurriedly waved his hand: "Modern legal society cannot decide the life and death of others at will."

Your cultivators are also too angry.

"Sexual harassment is not such a serious crime. Although it is certainly not the first time that this person has committed the crime, it is indeed owed, and he will definitely retaliate against me when he wakes up. What I want to ask is is there any way for him not to interfere with me? "

"If my cultivation base is higher, there are ways to deal with him. But now—" Qin Shisan thought for a while, a little embarrassed: "There is only one next move."

Fu Xiangxiang: "Let's listen to it!"

Half a minute later, Qin Shisan raised his hand and held a tactic, and pointed at the director's forehead with a virtual beat.

Very well, the director was completely paralyzed on the ground into a dead dog that couldn't move.

Fu Xiangxiang lowered his head and glanced, "How long will he sleep?"

Qin Shisan: "About three days."

Fu Xiangxiang smiled: "Enough!"

I found a piece of paper in the office and wrote a few big characters on it: "Strong X is not a good death!"

I took an oily marker and drew a lifelike big **** on the director's face, and then stuck the piece of paper on the director's forehead. Fu Xiangxiang is very satisfied with this man's new look.

After solving the director, Fu Xiangxiang went to the door and studied the door lock, and found that it was indeed a combination lock, and it was locked by the director. She really didn't know how to open it.

Qin Shisan deceived him, drew out the long sword, and slashed towards the door lock position. The cold sword intent drew an arc in the air and slashed straight.

A few tiny sparks appeared on the door lock.

Then-no more!

Qin Shisan: The smile gradually disappeared.

"What kind of rare treasure is this lock? The Qi-refining cultivator's full blow can't touch it?"

Fu Xiangxiang: "It is about copper-aluminum alloy, which is relatively strong. Moreover, although you are a Qi-refining monk, you are a mini-type after all, and your output will definitely be weakened."

Qin Shisan: I felt extremely depressed, and even began to doubt life!

Fu Xiangxiang hurriedly appeased the mini Qi-refining monk: "It's okay, small and powerful. You think you are quite useful. The force that stuns the director before is not too strong, not too small, and the drowsiness technique is also quite skilled!"

Qin Shisan: "The girl is absurd!"

However, it didn't feel any better!

The top priority is to leave here.

Fu Xiangxiang looked at the time: "I'm going, it's almost eight o'clock!"

Qin Shisan also realized the seriousness of the matter, brandishing a long sword and preparing to cut the door lock.

Fu Xiangxiang stopped him: "Wait!"

She glanced around the room: the steel-wood structure security door, the reinforced security window...

Seeing that she just wanted to roll her eyes: a small broken office is so easy to defend and hard to attack for Mao!

Finally, Fu Xiangxiang decisively pointed to the wall on one side: "Here! The next door is a small reception room, and the door is usually not locked. The wall between the two rooms can't be too thick. It is definitely easier to deal with this wall than with anti-theft doors and windows!"

Qin Shisan didn't hesitate anymore, and quickly drew his sword towards the wall.

With one sword down, the wall covering was scattered, exposing the wall tiles inside.

The hardness of the wall bricks and cement is much lower than that of the alloy. Qin Shisan's expression is solemn and his sword intent is fierce. With the flying sleeves of the robe, the dancing sword draws a glowing cold light, cutting through the thorns.

Before long, Qin Shisan broke a hole the size of a basin in the wall.

Fu Xiangxiang's eyes lit up: "Awesome little Thirteen, I didn't raise you in vain!"

Qin Shisan stared at the hole with great care, frowning and murmured: "It's still not enough."

He withdrew the sword in his hand, holding his breath, his true energy swiftly running through his body, and he condensed on his right arm a moment later.

In the next second, Qin Shisan slowly raised his right hand, waved his palm and patted the wall in the air.

With a bang, the wall below the hole shattered in whole pieces and turned into a big hole high one person.

Qin Shisan took a few breaths, tidyed up the slightly tangled long hair and the skirt of his clothes, and bowed in a graceful manner and raised his hand to the big hole and signaled, "Girl, please!"

It seemed that the front door was not the hole in the wall he had just violently cracked, but the elegant and elegant gate of Xianfu.

Just as Fu Xiangxiang was about to lift his leg, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the small print on Qin Shisan's head, and exclaimed in surprise: "Little Shisan, you have upgraded!"

Naturally, Qin Shisan couldn't see the small print of "Level 4" on his head, but he could also feel the advancement of his own cultivation. He lowered his head embarrassedly after hearing this, "Thanks to the blessing of the Xiangxiang girl."

"NONONO." Fu Xiangxiang showed a gratified smile like an old mother: "You are still fighting for yourself, I can only add some equipment to you. Anyway, you are in charge of the liver, and I am in charge of krypton."

Qin Shisan was moved by her words: "Girl..."

Fu Xiangxiang waved his hand indifferently: "On the way to upgrade, you and I, we are krypton at the same time!"

Qin Shisan: "..."

The reception room next door did not lock the door, and as the director said before, the location here is relatively biased, no one will come over after get off work, the textile factory workshop is noisy, and no one listens to them making such a big movement here. arrive.

Fu Xiangxiang didn't bother to care about the mess here, and it was the best policy.

When I ran to the gate of the factory, the gate was closed, only a small iron door next to the guard room was open, and several security guards were sitting in the guard room chatting.

In order to avoid trouble, Fu Xiangxiang found the card that was black under the light from his card storage box, and clicked to use it.

[Confirm to use [R skill] black under the lamp]

The light effect flashed, and Fu Xiangxiang's whole body was instantly outlined with a thin black border, which seemed to blend with the night. Fu Xiangxiang was overjoyed, and the security guards walked out of the small door next to the guard room with swaying eyelids, but the talkative security guards didn't find her in a daze.

Fu Xiangxiang rushed all the way on the way back, and noticed that Qin Shisan's state seemed to be wrong, and the whole person became quite shallow.

"Little Thirteen, what's wrong with you?"

Qin Shisan frowned slightly, but his tone was as calm as usual: "It's okay!"

Fu Xiangxiang suddenly thought that he would need to retreat to consolidate his realm after upgrading, and urged: "Xiao Thirteen, you go back to retreat quickly."

Qin Shisan was a little worried: "But you..."

Fu Xiangxiang waved his hand to urge him to hurry up: "What can I do? It's another intersection and it's the alley of the compound, and it's only half past eight. I can climb back before nine o'clock."

Qin Shisan nodded and disappeared from her.

It didn't take long for Fu Xiangxiang to reach the alley of the Dazayuan. The alley was as dark as last night. It seems that the broken street lights have not been repaired yet.

Fu Xiangxiang sighed in the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers: Do you want to make it so dark? Give me some moonlight anyway. Usually such scenes appear in horror movies just to make things happen.

While watching her surroundings vigilantly, she quickened her pace.

Suddenly a gust of wind struck behind him, and Fu Xiangxiang's heart stunned, and he quickly dodged, but unfortunately his skills were not agile enough to dodge in the face of a sneak attack.

Fu Xiangxiang felt that the cool breeze was about to hit the back of her head, and a thin layer of golden light flashed across her body, and then the golden light instantly converged into a small ball of light, blocking the back of her head.

Fu Xiangxiang felt that his head was hit by something, and made a muffled noise. The strange thing was that the expected sharp pain did not come, and there was only a slight dull pain in the back of his head.

The golden light group disappeared, and Fu Xiangxiang vaguely saw some runes gleaming in the golden light, exactly the same as the runes on the sleeves of Qin Shisan's robe.

It must be Qin Shisan who cast some defensive spell on her before the retreat, Fu Xiangxiang was a little touched: There is no gold on this paper cub for nothing!

Fu Xiangxiang clutched the smashed forehead and quickly looked back, only one figure could be seen in the dark, holding a stick-like object staring at her closely.

Seeing that the opponent had a weapon in his hand, Fu Xiangxiang could hardly carry it, so he hurriedly ran.

Unexpectedly, just two steps after running, something tripped under his feet, and the whole person fell out and fell heavily to the ground.

Fu Xiangxiang is speechless: This person is too dark, even if he wears a weapon, he is a stumbling block!

Struggling to get up, the person holding the wooden stick has already come to her in a few steps and slowly raised the wooden stick in his hand.

Fu Xiangxiang only wanted to delay the time for the other party to do it as much as possible, and immediately shouted at the person: "Wait!"

The man's hand with the stick paused.

Fu Xiangxiang tried his best to make his voice sound calm: "Your goal is not to let me go back before nine o'clock, right?"

The man was taken aback and did not answer. There is only a vague outline in the dark.

Fu Xiangxiang’s mouth has never been so neat, and he spoke quickly like a beanie: "Wang Fengxia's business is also you? But you didn't kill the person directly, but let the evil spirit deal with her. It should be for me. It's the same. You want me to stay in a coma until nine o'clock, right?

She asked in a negotiating tone: "Otherwise, don't knock me with a wooden stick anymore, just tie me here, make sure I can't go back before nine o'clock, OK? I promise to cooperate well, really!"

The man obviously didn't believe it, and the wooden stick in his hand was slowly raised again.

Fu Xiangxiang said anxiously: "I've already been hit by you before, and you have hit so hard, and I already have injuries on my head."

The special effects caused by Qin Shisan’s spells are invisible to the ordinary NPCs in this dungeon. Only Fu Xiangxiang can see them, so she fudges irresponsibly: "I’m this person, it’s really unbeatable, you If you give me another stick, the wound is added, and I will be killed directly by you, then you yourself will be a murderer? Why bother yourself, and how convenient is it to give to the evil spirits? Excessive weight inevitably arouses the suspicion of the police. If the evil spirits do it, it will only be a simple acute heart disease, how good."

"Be simple, the way of death is simple."

"If you don't worry, you can tie me up a little bit, I can't run even if I want to run!"

The man paused, seeming to be shaken.

While talking, Fu Xiangxiang quickly opened the screen with his finger, and there were a few skill cards in the storage box, which would definitely help him out.

Fu Xiangxiang quickly found the "Sweeping Legs" skill card, and he was very happy. Although this skill doesn't sound very good, the melee effect should be good, and it's enough to deal with ordinary people.

Just about to reach out, who knew that the man suddenly shot, and the wooden stick smashed at her mercilessly.

Fu Xiangxiang dodged sideways, and the wooden stick that was about to hit her head hit her shoulder.

Fu Xiangxiang groaned in pain and lay on the ground.

The position of the finger also deviated as a result, and it was placed on another card.

[Confirm the use of cards [R Skill] You are right]

Fu Xiangxiang choked speechlessly: My life is broken!

At this time, there was a sound in the darkness, it seemed that the man threw the wooden stick on the ground not far away.

Immediately there was the sound of fabric tearing, and the dark figure seemed to tear his clothes into strips.

Then, the man put Fu Xiangxiang's wrists and ankles together and tied them firmly with cloth strips.

A group of Fu Xiangxiang who was **** and unable to move: "..."

Seeking benevolence and benevolence, do not know whether to be happy or not.