Late at night, except for a few streets around the Golden Grotto such as the Evernight City, the rest of the place was silent.

On the empty street, a man in black robe walked slowly towards the paper shop.

Behind him was a large group of strange paper figures suspended in mid-air.

If anyone else saw him, they would be scared to death.

When He Zhao practiced at night, he always ordered his paper figures to "rob the rich and give to the poor." Naturally, there was not much money at the beginning. But as the team gradually grew, the income gained during the night snowballed.

After three rounds every day, after finishing playing in the gym, getting beaten, and stealing from the teacher, he would use the money to buy a large amount of materials, and then he would stay in the small courtyard and tie paper without leaving the door.

If his energy was not limited, do you believe that he could build an army of paper figures in more than forty days, and that he could kill Zha Cai Li just by sheer numbers?

On the other side, Li Zheng had a rare drink.

Today, I am happy.

Because according to the owner of the grain and oil store next door, that difficult boy said that he would never come to visit him again in the future.

Forty-one days, forty-one days!

The other party had been beaten for forty days, no matter how ruthless his hands were, he wanted the young man to lie in bed and recuperate for a while, and he himself would be clean and pure.

As a result, he was able to reappear in front of him alive and kicking in half a day, continuing the unfinished challenge.

The old man didn't dare to kill people in broad daylight, so he could only hold his nose and admit it. If we fight at night when no one is watching, see if he dares to kill someone!

"Forty-one days, I have learned a lifetime of skills, an enviable talent."

On the last day, the two fought to a close tie. If we had to decide the winner, Zha Cai Li won by one hand.

Without him, those named He would have been at a disadvantage from beginning to end.

However, he could barely withstand all the offensive attacks from the bad old man.

At that time, I didn't notice the information prompt from the simulator. When I returned to the rented courtyard and saw the condensed [Badge: Short Attack], I immediately knew that he was about to start a new career.

The reason why he was suppressed was probably because of his [Badge: King of Short Attack].

Because, the other party's reaction is always one step ahead.

"boom!"

Just as Li was about to go to sleep, there was a sound of kicking in front of the store door.

"who?"

He hurriedly put on his clothes, ran out of the room with nimble steps, and entered the lobby in five or six steps.

The door was broken into pieces and scattered inside the shop.

A stranger stood at the door.

"you"

Before he finished speaking, the man took the lead and ran up.

"You're the one who calls me the King of Bunt!"

Zha Caili's pupils shrank, secretly thinking it was so fast.

"boom--"

The two of them collided with each other and punched each other. The old man felt an unrivaled force flowing down his fist into his arms and pouring down on his body.

The whole person couldn't resist, and flew out backwards, crashing into the wall with a loud bang.

At the same time, the paper figures hanging in the shop exploded to pieces.

"Damage transfer?"

"Paper figures, paper horses, stand-ins, follow my orders, hurry up!"

Zha Caili chanted a mantra in his mouth, and the Qi breath in his body continued to pour out.

"Run!" "Run!"

All the paper figures in the shop rose into the air, staring down at He Zhao.

"Do you think you are the only one who knows this trick?"

"Paper figures, paper horses, stand-ins, follow my orders, hurry up!"

As he finished speaking, a group of paper figures wearing paper armor and holding paper swords poured in from the door.

"you!"

The old man looked confused. "Paper Tie Technique" is obviously my unique skill, why can the other party do it too?

"I heard that Jincheng is not stable recently and hundreds of people are missing. It turns out it was you!"

While he was talking, he sneaked his right hand towards the wide left cuff.

"Cut the nonsense!"

Ruthless Zhao, who has seen the power of the ribbon-cutting knife, doesn't know what the old man wants to do?

With one step of his foot, he crushed the floor and shot towards the opponent like an arrow from a string.

The solution to the scissors that can cut off people's spiritual and physical bodies is very simple, as long as people are unable to use their hands and are tired of coping.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Zha Caili only blocked it twice, but the paper armor on his body exploded immediately, and an evil spirit died.

And when the two of them fought, the paper men and horses on both sides fought together.

When they met, the old man's paper figurine was broken into half.

There is no way, He Zhao's paper man equipment is too luxurious.

Each paper man is wearing paper armor and holding a paper sword in his hand. If he can't beat the enemy paper man with bare hands, he might as well burn himself.

The old man fought with him, feeling frightened in his heart.

Not only does he know "Paper Bonding Technique", but he also has the same skills as boxing and kicking.

Damn it, it’s like looking at yourself in a mirror!

The only difference is that the "man in the mirror" is young and strong, and is many times stronger than him.

This feeling is so hot!

Wu Renzhao didn't think much about it, he just felt very happy.

Crazy points added, three attributes reached the level of genetic sublimation, ferocious fighting skills combined with powerful body, four words - unstoppable!

But one thing is that the old man can always be one step ahead of him and dodge the killing blow in time.

Even so, he was beaten very badly.

Among the paper figures floating and fighting in the room, one will explode every five or six seconds.

'We can't go on like this!'

Zha Caili, who was brutally suppressed and kept deflecting fatal attacks, felt cruel in his heart.

He didn't dodge or dodge, just let He Zhao's fists attack wildly.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

In just one second, more than a dozen paper figures exploded.

"die!"

The old man took out the ribbon-cutting knife from his sleeve and cut it in the air with lightning speed.

"Kacha——"

"Kacha——"

After being beaten on the head, he was unconscious and cut twice in a row subconsciously.

【You are under spiritual attack.】

【Start judgment!】

[Judgment failed]

[Not immune to rules-based attacks]

[Personality canceling]

[Personality remaining: 0]

[You have been exempted from two attacks]

"What?!"

Zha Caili's eyes almost fell out of his head when he looked at He Zhao who was intact.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

While you are sick, I will kill you.
To be continued...