"Mr. Faximoto, what are you doing these two days?"

Xinli discovered that Rouen Faxiben had been locking herself in the room these two days.

Originally, Sinley asked Resa and Moore to take a look.

Is it that something happened to Rouen Faseyben?

But the two of them were too lazy to care about it. Every time they said, Rouen Faxiben would not have anything to do.

Rouen Faseyben finally came out of his room today.

But seeing his haggard face and his eyes were unrestrained.

"It's not your uncle yet. I'm all moving outside. He insisted on me to create a magic prop." Rouen Faxiben complained.

Rouen Faxiben can only make magic props for 48 hours without sleep.

"Maybe it's uncle who is urgent." Xinli can't condemn Chen Zhao, whom she respects.

She instinctively made excuses for her uncle.

"This is used to suppress your breath. Your uncle needs this thing only when he explodes with all his strength. In North America, no one really needs him to explode with all his strength, so this magic prop is not in a hurry."

This magic prop itself is not a very complicated magic prop.

It's just a hassle, and some fine steps are difficult.

"Then are you ready? Mr. Faximoto."

"It's already done, I'll go out and send this to your uncle." Rouen Faxiben said.

"Mr. Faximoto, I'll help you with a trip. You can have a good rest today."

"This... OK." Rouen Faxiburn was also happy and handed the magic props in the ring to Shinri.

Xinli took her ring, turned around and left the hotel.

At this moment, Xinli's shoulder was hit by a man coming towards her.

Xinli subconsciously looked up: "I'm sorry."

The man who hit her shoulder was wearing a hood and turned around and looked at Xinli fiercely.

"Be careful when walking."

After the man left, Xinli stuck out her tongue.

At this moment, the welcome guest at the entrance of the hotel came over and patted Xinli on the shoulder.

"Miss, your stuff was stolen by that guy."

The welcome guest was obviously a local, and he knew some of the gangsters here.

But he was also very careful. After the man left, he came over to remind Xinli.

Xinli was stunned for a moment and left and touched the things on her body.

The wallet, cell phone and that ring are gone.

"Oops."

Xinli immediately rushed to the man who had left.

"Stop it."

The man ran away.

Xinli's speed is not slow at all.

She was originally a psychic, and her physique was stronger than that of ordinary people.

Moreover, when she was in Mingyue Villa, Chen Zhao gave her various great remedies every few days.

So her physique is much better than that of an ordinary psychic.

However, the thief was also a local tyrant and he was not slow to run.

Plus familiarity with the local terrain.

It made Xinli unable to catch up with her immediately.

Go over a wall, jump over a block, or get into a building.

All of them made Xinli feel difficult and embarrassed.

Fortunately, Xinli is in good physical strength. Even if she runs for a while, she still follows him firmly.

After the thief ran for a while, he felt a little struggling.

He originally thought that as long as he persisted for a while, the little girl behind him would be thrown away.

The result was beyond his expectations. The little girl was so capable of running away.

The thief gritted his teeth, finally stopped, turned to watch Xinli chase him in front of him.

"Little girl, do you want to die, do you?"

Looking at the vicious thief in front of him, Xinli looked calm.

No matter how fierce the other party is, he is just an ordinary person.

And she is a psychic, and she is also a curse witch.

"Give me the thing back, or I'm not polite to you."

"Get out, be careful I'll kill you." The thief took out a dagger, scratched the air, and stared at Xinli fiercely.

Seeing that the thief was unwilling to return the things to her, it seemed that he would not be able to do anything.

Xinli stared at the thief and made a silent spell in her mouth.

A strand of red silk thread penetrated into the thief's body.

The thief was unaware of this.

The thief's breathing became heavier and heavier, and he was breathing heavily.

I don't know why, but I've obviously stopped.

But the thief felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier and his breathing became difficult.

It was as if I had run a marathon myself.

Seeing that Xinli looked at her weak magic, it seemed that the effect of the thief was not very obvious.

Weak magic will weaken the opponent's physical strength to a certain extent.

However, the better the physical fitness, the worse the weakening.

Of course, it is also because Xinli did not use it with all her strength.

It seems that she is too light in her actions, Xinli said in her heart.

Xinli used the weak magic again, and this time Xinli directly enhanced it five times.

Weak magic is not fatal. No matter how serious the weak magic is, you can recover from health after lying for a few more days.

The thief suddenly felt his legs weak and he couldn't stand even. With a thunderous sound, he fell to the ground.

The thief opened his eyes and watched Xinli walk up to him.

He took out the property he had just stolen from him.

Xinli found her stolen wallet, ring and cell phone.

Xinli looked at the thief on the ground with a little pleasure.

He kicked the thief with no slightness and no severity: "I'll spare you this time."

Xinli was still soft-hearted. If it were someone else from the Supernatural Association, he would probably be able to lie in bed for three or five months with just one kick.

At this moment, a cold light shot from a high place.

Xinli felt cold in her heart and had discovered danger.

But the body cannot react in such a short time.

Xinli tried her best to move her body away, but the cold light had already penetrated her chest.

Wow

Xinli took two steps back and spit out a mouthful of blood.

At this time, a pale man jumped down from the balcony of a house not far away.

The pale-faced man came to Xinli several meters away.

"Do you know where this is? This is Blackford, my territory, and any psychic here must obey my rules, and you actually use magic on my people."

The pale-faced man raised the gun in his hand, which was made of gold.

The man stuffed a golden bullet.

Ordinary people don’t know, only psychics know.

Gold has a very powerful magic-breaking effect.

The gold bullet used by this man is specifically used to deal with psychics.

Xinli's face was also very pale at this moment.

"It was this guy who stole my stuff...I just wanted to grab my stuff back."

"He is my subordinate."

The white-faced man said coldly: "Also, a psychic was actually stolen by an ordinary person, which only means that you have poor abilities."

"You are unreasonable." An unusual blush appeared on Xinli's face, and her blood surged, and she vomited another mouthful of blood.

"Super the things and get out of my territory."
Chapter completed!