The second update has finally finished coding, it is not in the state, and it is so slow.

Xin Han reached out and touched Hancock's head. The silver gloves that were changing in his hand flowed like liquid. Just when his fingertips were less than 1 cm above the other's head, Hancock, who was originally snoring, suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist.

"Hey, boy, what do you want to do?" Hancock opened his eyes. Although he was sleepy, he was obviously awake from his words.

"No sir, I just want you to sign me. After all, you are a hero. In addition, if possible, I hope to invite you to drink!"

As soon as Xin Han finished speaking, he lit a spark at his fingers and above Hancock's head and flashed away.

"What are you doing?" Hancock let go of Xin Han and touched his head, but nothing unusual appeared.

Xin Han smiled apologetically: "I think it's just static electricity... Then do you have time? Mr. Hancock, why not get up and have a drink?"

"Is it static?" Hancock tilted his head and stared at Xin Han for a while, haha, laughed:

"Although I can feel that you have bad intentions, it doesn't matter. I like your idea, you pay for the wine!"

"Of course, I said I invited it!" Xin Han said, and the more he was sure that Hancock and Mary should have psychological response, but this ability was like a useless person to him and was dispensable.

In addition, it was not static electricity just now. But when Hancock grabbed his arm, the Tiantian glove on Xin Han's fingertips changed into a sharp blade as big as a toothpick at his fingertips, and directly slashed at Hancock's head.

But I didn't expect that the innate spiritual treasure refined by Edman alloy and Xuanhuang Qi would slash on his short black head and actually brought out the sparks of Mars, and the head was intact.

Edman's metal's sharpness finally met his strong rival, and even Hancock's head could not be cut.

With shock in his heart, Xin Han took Hancock directly to Chinatown and found Yi's reliable restaurant for making Sichuan cuisine. The owner is an authentic Sichuan chef and his craftsmanship is quite authentic.

Xin Han waved his hand and picked the best ones. Money is not a big deal!

The boss likes such guests, not to mention that they are both Chinese, and immediately responded to the big table with special skills such as fish-flavored shredded pork, Gongbao chicken, couple lung slices, Mapo tofu, double-cooked pork, Dongpo elbow and other specialties.

Hancock looked at the dishes on the table and felt embarrassed: "What... I didn't serve the wine!"

The boss smiled beside him and said, "Eating our Sichuan cuisine can easily cause heat, so we have prepared Chinese rice wine and French white wine here, both of which are soft and mellow, and are most suitable for drinking when eating Sichuan cuisine!"

Hancock knew a little bit of it, and Xin Han explained it to him. He shook his head: "I want whiskey, vodka, tequila, these wines are only satisfying to drink!"

Xin Han directly ignored Hancock and said to the boss: "Don't listen to him, are there Erguotou?"

The boss's eyes lit up: "Yes, it's still the wine head I asked someone to make, but it's just scattered, okay?"

"Okay!" Xin Han's eyes were bright, and the wine head was close to alcohol, which was just right for Hancock.

Hancock is really not drunk, but because of his memory loss, he forgot the past and what is very important to him. He wants alcohol to numb himself. In fact, with his body, as long as he wants to sober up, even if alcohol flows in his blood vessels, he will not have any symptoms of drunkenness.

Two hours later, Xin Han and Hancock hugged each other and put their backs on each other. They took an empty wine bottle in their hands and walked out of the hotel staggeringly.

"I'm leaving!" Hancock let go of Xin Han and wanted to leave. Then he seemed to remember something and stood up to Xin Han and stretched out his hand: "Give me two hundred meters of gold!"

"Why? I owe you money!" Xin Han seemed to have drunk too much, his face turned red, and he opened his mouth and smelled like alcohol.

Hancock staggered and turned around and pointed at his back: "You took the opportunity to chop me up during the meal... twenty... twenty more than twenty. Even if you don't beat you up for your meal, you have to compensate you for your clothes!"

After he turned around, Hancock's dark skin and strong back were exposed, and his back had already been shattered by the sharp blade.

Xin Han's face was rarely red, and he stopped putting it on. He threw the wine bottle into the trash can next to him, and turned around and said angrily: "I thought you were drunk too much, but the result was better than anyone else. I'll give you a thousand, so I don't have to look for it!"

Hancock took the money casually, waved his hand and flew up, shaking his way to the distance, leaving a big pit on the ground that he took off.

"I thought he was a rash guy, but he ended up being a ghost!" Xin Han himself smiled. Since the two met, neither of them had introduced him. Hancock clearly wanted to eat him.

Take out the number four and enter the information: "Male target, body is indestructible, hairy skin can defend against Eidman metal attacks, it is difficult to encounter blood samples!"

While having dinner, Xin Han sneaked into Hancock, Ziqing Sword and Yitian Sword, and just activated the immortal energy directly. However, Hancock's skin was not even sunken. I have to say that the body of this whole people is really strong.

Let No. 4 pay attention to Hancock's whereabouts through the satellite, Xin Han went back to the hotel to sleep.

A few days later, Xin Han sat on the top floor of a hundred-story skyscraper in Yi, with his feet hanging outside the building and swaying slightly.

This height usually makes people dizzy just by looking at it, but he doesn't feel anything. He holds a freshly baked burger in his hand and a big cup of Coke in his right hand. He feasts while looking down while protruding his head.

Below the building is Hancock who was hungover on the street bench again. There are empty bottles around this guy, which proves that he has drunk a lot of money in this sleep.

A police helicopter flew past the building where Xin Han was and chased towards the viaduct in the distance.

Xin Han had long noticed the car. Three Japanese devils fought with police on the road and chased them to the viaduct. The three devils had fierce firepower, which not only posed a threat to the police, but also accidentally injured many passers-by.

A child passing by Hancock saw the live broadcast of the TV station on the TV outside the building. He turned his head to watch Hancock who was still sleeping arrogantly, walked over and woke up the guy, and told him there was a bad guy.

Later, Hancock pulled out a bottle of wine from under the bench and flew up directly. This time, it was not the slow flight that was before, but it easily broke through the sound in an instant.

Xin Han used No. 4 to record this screen, which immediately showed Hancock's flight degree, but he still shook his head. Although it was much faster than last time, this should definitely not be his real degree.

There hasn't been much gain in the past few days, and Xin Han became a little impatient: "It seems that we have to take the initiative to test it yourself. No one has any regulations anyway. There can't be a third-level hero in this world, right?"
Chapter completed!