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Chapter 115 I Can't But Butterflies Can!(1/2)

boom!!

The roar of the motorcycle went straight behind Jiang Fan and Butterfly. [】

A pungent smell drifted in Jiang Fan's nose.

sulfuric acid!

Jiang Fan suddenly smelled what was the item that could emit that smell.

Jiang Fan quickly turned around and recognized the person riding on the motorcycle at a glance, which was Zhou Bin.

Zhou Bin grabbed the handlebar of the motorcycle with one hand and sulfuric acid with the other, and rushed towards the butterfly with a ferocious face.

Butterfly also heard the sound of motorcycle rushing towards her. When she turned around, she was instantly frightened by Zhou Bin's madness.

"Butterfly! If you can't get you, I will ruin you!"

Zhou Bin shouted wildly, and the accelerator was directly added to the bottom.

Seeing Zhou Bin's motorcycle rushing to Butterfly, the sulfuric acid in his hand was even raised.

A sharp light suddenly flashed in Jiang Fan's eyes, and then he started a momentary movement!

He picked up the butterfly and put her five meters away.

Then Jiang Fan's figure disappeared again.

The next moment, he appeared in front of Zhou Bin's motorcycle, leaned his arms shortly, grabbed Zhou Bin's motorcycle front wheel, and then released it immediately.

It appeared next to the butterfly again in an instant.

The whole process was completed in less than a second.

In the eyes of everyone, I felt a flash in front of me, and Zhou Bin's motorcycle suddenly lost control, and then the motorcycle began to roll, and Zhou Bin flew out.

The glass bottle flew in the air, shining with a clear luster, drew a graceful arc, and fell to the ground and smashed it.

Honey!!

The white smoke rose directly, showing the danger and murderous intent contained in the crystal clearness.

Bang!!

Zhou Bin's figure rolled in the air, and his head landed first.

The violent impact caused Zhou Bin's neck to bend at 90 degrees.

Not only that, the motorcycle that was flying hit him heavily.

puff!

In an instant, a bloody color spread into Zhou Bin's sight.

Death suddenly came without warning!

"It's okay." Jiang Fan gently held the butterfly's hand and comforted in a low voice.

The butterfly stared at Zhou Bin, who was lying on the ground motionlessly, and after a moment, he also closed his eyes.

No one saw it. When the Butterfly opened her eyes again, her expression had changed completely differently.

It was like a person who had been having nightmares, feeling relieved when he finally woke up.

Soon, people from the school’s security department arrived quickly and blocked the scene.

Then an ambulance arrived and pulled Zhou Bin away. At the same time, the police appeared and began to intervene in the investigation.

By directly retrieving the surveillance screen at the school gate and asking around witnesses, the incident soon made progress.

After an hour, preliminary results were obtained.

Zhou Bin bears full responsibility for the incident because of his emotional intention to hurt others.

The school quickly dispatched public relations personnel to deal with the incident to be responsible for full access to cooperation with the police. As for the media that came after hearing the news, they were blocked by them.

Jiang Fan's figure was leading the butterfly on the tree-shaded road of the school, and he had long forgotten what had happened before.

Jiang Fan could feel the butterfly's emotional change, which was a good thing for him.

"Teacher Jiang, your hand is okay, right?"

The butterfly stopped, looked at Jiang Fan with clear eyes, and asked with concern.

"My hand?"

Jiang Fan was stunned, then raised his hand, and in the palm of his palm, the gourd-shaped birthmark seemed to suddenly become much swollen.

However, Jiang Fan didn't feel anything, and he didn't seem to feel anything when he touched.

"Oh, my hands are fine."

Although Jiang Fan was confused, he still smiled and shook his head and said.

"Teacher Jiang, are you an alien?"

The butterfly spoke again, and the question asked was a bit abrupt.

But Jiang Fan instinctively felt a crisis of secret being peeped at. The butterfly's eyes seemed to want to see through his body.

Jiang Fan had never encountered such a situation, but he smiled calmly and asked, "Why do you ask like this?"

"When you saved me, I couldn't see your shadow, but you had already appeared in front of me."

Butterfly said, as if she was recalling the situation at that time.

"I was thinking, you should have let time stop, then walk in front of me, rescue me, and run when the time is restored, right?"

After hearing Butterfly's guess, Jiang Fan couldn't help but smile and nodded seriously, saying, "Maybe, but can you regard this matter as a secret between you and the teacher?"

"Yes, I won't tell anyone that the teacher is an alien." Butterfly nodded seriously.

Jiang Fan took over the conversation and emphasized: "Mu Xiaochi can't say it either, do you understand?"

"Can't Xiaochi say it either?" Butterfly was a little confused, but nodded in an instant and said firmly: "Okay, I promise the teacher."

"Then it's almost time today, it's time for you to go back to class."

Jiang Fan looked at the time and said with a smile.

Butterfly nodded, smiled at Jiang Fan, and then turned around and walked towards the classroom.

Seeing the butterfly leave, Jiang Fan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He raised his right hand and looked at the birthmark that had swollen for no reason in his palm, and his mind was confused.

After studying for a long time, Jiang Fan did not find any results, so he simply ignored it.

The butterfly incident made Jiang Fan have an idea.

He immediately asked Amu in his heart: "Amu, can instant movement skills slow down? It can reach a speed that the naked eye can capture?"

"Yes." Amu replied without hesitation.

Jiang Fan was happy and asked immediately: "How can I slow down the speed?"

"Upgrading instant movement to advanced state will extend the auxiliary skills to control speed. At that time, you will be as fast as you want, and as slow as you want." Amu explained seriously.

"Upgrade to advanced state?"

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, and then noticed the virtual scene in his mind.

In the skill bar, after the comments on instant movement, there are a few words, level primitive!

Since there is a primary level, there will naturally be intermediate level and advanced level.

But, what is the way to upgrade skills?

As soon as Jiang Fan's question appeared, Amu immediately said: "The standard upgrade method of skills is very simple. The more times you use it, the more accurate the distance control, the faster the upgrade speed."

Jiang Fan noticed that Amu used a very critical restrictive word: "standard."

In other words, there are other upgrade methods that are not standard.

"What is the unstandard upgrade method?" Jiang Fan asked without thinking.

"The host authority is insufficient and cannot provide auxiliary information. Please plant at least five gene vines before searching." Amu replied mechanically, which was very disrespectful.

Jiang Fan was speechless by this answer.

In his mind, there were only four gene vines.

Super visual gene vine, super olfactory gene vine, gecko's regeneration gene vine, and giant gene vine of soldier ants.

If the super olfactory genes of the great white shark underwater do not fuse with the super olfactory genes of the wolf green, Jiang Fan now has five gene vines.

Of course, the same is true if the super night vision gene of the mutated Raptor Night Owl does not fuse with the super visual gene of the Mountain Eagle.

In short, this is the setting of the God Creation Arbor, and Amu has no authority to change it.

Therefore, if you want to figure out this matter, the most urgent task is to find a super gene extraction and fusion as soon as possible, and then plant the fifth gene vine!

While Jiang Fan was communicating with Amu on the tree-shaded road, a figure in a white dress came to him in the distance.

"Teacher Jiang, we're meeting again."
To be continued...
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