white clothes
The mechanism hidden in the metal gauntlet was activated, and a string of firecrackers popped out, and then the igniter automatically ignited the fuse, and then was thrown out, almost hitting the swordsman in white on the face.
Then there was a crackling sound like ten thousand firecrackers being set off during the Chinese New Year.
Since his sense of sight and smell were blocked, the swordsman in white could only use his hearing to identify his position by listening to the sound. He was hit hard by this string of crackling firecrackers. Every sound of the firecrackers was like sharp spikes. It penetrated his eardrum violently, and then hit his skull hard.
In the few seconds when the firecrackers exploded, the swordsman in white was completely confused and his head was buzzing. Not to mention listening to the sound to identify his position, he couldn't even maintain the balance of his body as he rushed forward. He staggered and fell to the street.
ah! ! ! Ahhhhh! ! !
Lin Jiaojiao looked at the white-clothed swordsman lying on the ground rolling with his ears in his arms, and then at the metal arm armor on his right hand. She couldn't help but recall what happened when she first got the iron arm half a day ago.
Half a day ago, in a quiet and deserted park, Lin Jiaojiao was raising her right hand and letting Wu Ming install a finely crafted metal arm armor on her.
Brother Wu Ming, why are you giving me this whole iron arm?
This is a gadget I asked Hyde to custom-make for you. Wu Ming rolled his eyes at her and continued to adjust the metal arm armor on her right hand. Besides, it wasn't called an iron arm. It was called a forbearance hand.
Lin Jiaojiao, whose hands were sore, rolled her eyes crazily: I seemed to have heard some weird term just now. Are you sure it's not a prosthetic hand?
What do you know? Wu Ming glanced at her lightly, and tapped the metal gauntlet lightly with his fingers, making a crisp knocking sound. To pretend to be a prosthetic hand, your hand would have to be cut off. All I have to do is let you put it on. Tolerate it. Coupled with the knife shaking technique I taught you, these two will be the key to your victory in this duel.
Lin Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment after being fooled, and couldn't help but ask: Huh? so smart? So what kind of skill does this Shinobi have? Can you breathe fire, open an umbrella, and whistle like a ninja prosthetic hand? Or can this iron arm turn into a laser sword?
Just thinking about fancy things. Wu Ming reached out and tapped her head gently, then held up her right hand wearing the gauntlet, pointed the palm upward at the tiger's mouth and said: Do you see this groove? When the time comes, you can jam the green onions into the grooves, and Shinobu's mechanism will hold the green onions for you. Moreover, this thing can also be used as an exoskeleton armor to enhance your strength and help you offset the counter-shock force coming from the green onions.
As he spoke, he pointed to the palm of Ninja's hand: There is a mechanism bottle here, which is full of highly irritating super spicy chili powder and black pepper noodles. It automatically ejects and explodes three seconds after launch. Throw one at him when he is free. As long as he sucks a little bit, the respiratory mucosa and eyes will be temporarily destroyed, and your advantage will naturally increase.
What if he could hear the sound and identify the position like a martial arts master? Lin Jiaojiao was a little worried.
Well, I have installed a few strings of firecrackers for you here. If he can still hear the sound and identify his position, then you can activate the mechanism here and pop out the firecrackers and throw them in his face.
And then here are the expansion cross nails, here are the
The reason why Wu Ming felt confident in letting Lin Jiaojiao come was not because he had confidence in the latter's strength, but because he had made foolproof preparations for her in advance. In addition to smoke bombs and firecrackers, he also equipped Lin Jiaojiao's Ren Yi with many harmful gadgets, and told her step by step when and under what conditions these harmful gadgets should be used.
If it doesn't work, the worst case scenario is that he personally intervenes.
But who would have thought that the swordsman in white was so reckless in his fighting style that he actually dared to use his mouth to catch the hidden weapon of unknown origin, instead of choosing to dodge or forcefully retreat. This made the next thing easier all of a sudden. Since the vision was blocked, the next set of combination punches specifically aimed at him was definitely inevitable.
You ahem, you despicable and shameless villain! The swordsman in white, who had been assassinated repeatedly, was extremely angry. Although his ears were still buzzing and he could hardly hear any sounds from the outside world, his strength showed no signs of weakening at all. He waved the green onion in his hand almost crazily, with sword energy radiating out. Every time he waved the green onion,
It creates a deep ravine on the ground, isn’t it just visual and auditory! Even in this unfavorable situation, I can still find out your location!
Even at this time, he still felt that he had a good chance of winning.
Of course, this kind of self-confidence did not last long. When he stepped on the expanding cross nails, he felt a bone-chilling pain from the sole of his foot, which completely destroyed his self-confidence.
Those expanding cross nails scattered on the ground look like caltrops, but the slight difference is that each spike has a barb, which can hook the skin tightly, and after piercing the skin, the top spike will look like an expansion screw. The branches also swelled, further tearing open the wound, causing pain far beyond that of ordinary caltrops.
The sharp expanding cross nails easily pierced his flesh, then penetrated into the bones of his feet under the pressure of his weight, and bounced off the forked spikes at the top, tearing his feet to pieces in an instant, and the soles of his feet were torn apart. The severe pain caused him to lose his balance, and he fell straight into the expanding cross nails, triggering a new round of heart-rending screams. Junqu Pavilion
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Soon the dusty white clothes of the swordsman in white turned from gray to red, and finally to dark black. If hatred could kill, Lin Jiaojiao would have been torn to pieces in his heart by now.
He couldn't open his eyes, couldn't hear his ears, and was injured by hidden weapons and torn to pieces, but none of these harmed his fundamentals. They only added obstacles and unfavorable factors to his duel, but he But he could feel himself angrier than ever. Yes, he has indeed faced many more severe situations than now, and faced many disadvantaged situations where he was seriously injured, but those were life and death battles, not being humiliated repeatedly like today!
Intense humiliation that he had never felt before surged into his heart along with incompetent rage. Then, as his blood pressure and blood rose, this emotion rushed straight to his forehead, overwhelming his last sanity.
To what extent has this blood pressure risen?
It was probably because the wounds on his body were so angry that they were bleeding out.
I am going to kill you! I must kill you! ! !
This person is prone to do stupid things when he is hot-blooded, and the swordsman in white is no exception. He lay on the ground and began to wave the green onion in his hand randomly, slashing out sword energy one after another, and then restrained the sword energy around him and ran around. In an instant In an instant, his whole body had turned into a high-risk area filled with sword energy.
Sand and rocks were flying, gravel was flying, and deep ravines were cut on the ground by the sharp sword energy. It was almost impossible to stop the swordsman in white at close range.
He wants to die together, he wants to die together with that bastard little girl!
He fired countless sword energy around him in one breath, and then released the sword energy in one breath to crush himself and the enemy together.
But at this moment, a giant onion that was taller than a human fell from the sky like a stick. It passed through the heavy sword energy, making a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing, and finally landed heavily on the forehead of the swordsman in white. It hit him so hard that the white-clothed swordsman's head buzzed, and he fainted before he even had time to hum.
Lin Jiaojiao carried the Zhangqiu green onions that she had put in the dark in advance as if she were carrying a stick, and looked at the swordsman in white who had fallen to the ground and passed out completely: I'm sorry, but Wu Mingge's moves were too much. Damn, if you don't faint, even I can't stand what will happen next.
A top swordsman fell in humiliation at the hands of a little girl who was prone to damaging moves.
Two days have passed since the decisive battle on the night of the full moon.
As the battle came to an end, some people had completely let go and returned to their normal daily lives.
The swordsman in white had an exchange condition for letting Lin Jiaojiao go back - threatening the lives of her parents. If she didn't keep the appointment on the night of the full moon, the swordsman in white would go to her home and send her family on their way. Otherwise, Lin Jiaojiao would have run away long ago, why would she have called Wu Ming for help.
And some people are still working overtime to deal with the aftermath.
That one
The top swordsman was finally handed over by Wu Ming to the local extraordinary forces in Yandu for disposal and containment, but there was one thing that was always placed in front of his desk.
Green onions.
The green onion used by the swordsman in white and Lin Jiaojiao in the duel was now lying quietly on Wu Ming's desk, being studied by everyone.
Let me tell you my conclusion first. Hyde, with two huge dark circles under his eyes, yawned and said first: I analyzed this green onion completely from beginning to end, and also made a slice of the plant. From a botanical point of view, this is just an ordinary green onion. There is nothing special about it. It can also be ruled out that it is a high-tech product. Moreover, I later went to the supermarket and bought a few green onions. Under certain conditions, they are the same. It has the texture of a sword, so it can only be considered from an extraordinary level.
Manager, Dr. Hyde is right. After several days of research, I have basically figured out the structure of this green onion. Zhao Sida put the green onion back on the table, then took out a pile of reports from her body and handed it to Wu Ming. Let me talk about the conclusion first. This green onion is not an abnormal item, but it is artificial in a deeper place, similar to an abstract concept. The modified traces look like someone has given all green onions the qualities of swords or related weapons.
Not just this handful of green onions, almost all green onions contain the characteristic of green onions = swords. Of course, the conditions for activating this trait are a bit harsh. You must hold the root of the green onion with one or both hands and use it like a sword, so that it can show the characteristics of cutting people like a sharp weapon.
Moreover, this kind of green onions can still be cut normally with a kitchen knife, fried and even eaten, and will not cause adverse reactions to normal people.
Wu Ming asked with some confusion: I had no problem with it before, but can it really be eaten? Lao Zhao, are you putting something in your mouth for analysis again?
Zhao Sida's eyes flashed, and then she slowly turned her head and said quietly and quickly: "Not this time. And manager, the fried beef with carrots and green onions you ate yesterday was fried with the green onions that Lin Jiaojiao bought."
At the end, she added: Because Hyde needed some slices for investigation, he simply did an experiment by the way.
? Wu Ming, stunned.jpg.
I just said why there is one missing!
Please rest assured that I have thoroughly washed and sterilized that green onion to ensure food safety.
Okay, okay. Wu Ming's expression became even weirder, and he couldn't help but secretly thought in his heart: Has Lao Zhao been following the fool too much, and why is he getting more and more skinny now? He shook his head, dispelling all these gains and losses in his mind. , looked at the doll girl again and asked: Then, is there any way to further track and find out who made the modifications or gave the green onions such characteristics?
Zhao Sida shook her head: There is no way at present. It is very difficult to trace the source.
Presumably so
Wow! Big brother, big brother! I just wanted to say it all the time! Elizabeth had been watching for a long time. Because of the atmosphere just now, she couldn't get in to say anything. It wasn't until this moment that she had the chance to say, "That!" There seem to be traces of me left on this onion! This green onion seems to be probably 80% made by me!
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