"Plop!"
He landed on his face, dragging a seven-meter-long white mark on the rough ground. Finally, his head hit the base of a wall. Cracks suddenly appeared on the tiles on the wall. Wu Ke groaned on the ground.
"Are you OK?"
Mr. Jin jumped down from the street lamp behind and looked at the red lines in the last two meters of the white marks on the ground. He put his hands in his pockets and walked towards this side. As he walked, he asked like a kind-hearted citizen passing by. The bald boy who fell to the ground said, "Do I need to call an ambulance for you?"
"Thank you, but no need. It doesn't matter to me." Wu Ke got up from the ground in a daze. His face felt a little painful, and his nose felt even more painful. A touch of nosebleeds appeared under his nose.
"Your face looks very bad. What's wrong?" Mr. Jin was a little curious. He had just been following behind and saw this man suddenly throwing himself out.
"I just suddenly felt dizzy." Wu Ke told the truth. He had been tracking the location of the two bad guys with his super hearing just now, but just before, he lost the movement of the two bad guys in one place.
Just when he was frantically scanning the area where there was no sound, looking for any movement around him, a roar suddenly started to sound, suddenly erupting in his consciousness.
From a God's perspective, that is, Bluebeard used the command spell to release a huge amount of magic power, and temporarily set off a powerful magnetic field flow.
The ultra-long-distance hearing that Wu Ke obtained by using magnetism was like an old radio being swept away by a powerful magnetic field flow that was almost as powerful as a pulse bomb explosion.
In terms of the result, Wu Ke's brain shut down in an instant, just like those electrical appliances that suffered pulse attacks, causing him to lose his balance and fall.
Even though he had recovered now and the sun was shining on him, he was constantly repairing the damage. For a moment, his body was still swaying when he stood up, and his head was buzzing.
Although there was no problem with his hearing, his mental state was a bit bad. However, it didn't matter. He had already memorized the location of that place. Even if he couldn't use his super hearing to monitor there for the time being, he could still follow the impression in his mind to find the location.
Holding on to the wall to support his temporarily unbalanced body, Wu Ke continued to walk in one direction.
"Is there something over there that makes you look like this and still want to get over there so persistently?"
Of course Mr. Jin can feel the magic bursting over there and the stalemate between the two servants, but what does this have to do with the guy next to him who is neither a magician nor a heroic spirit no matter how you look at it?
"Hey, blond brother, can you do me a favor?" Feeling unwell, Wu Ke stopped and decided to seek help from the kind man next to him.
The blonde guy?
Mr. Jin raised his eyebrows.
"My real identity is SurperBoy of Justice. In fact, I am chasing two big bad guys. One of the big bad guys can summon weird octopus monsters, some big slimy tentacles, and very dangerous black spikes. , both of them committed murders and are very dangerous people. I must find these two people and solve them as soon as possible.
However, I'm in a bad situation now, so I hope you, the blond man, can call me a taxi and take me there. "
Wu Ke pointed forward, and Mr. Jin took a look, oh, that is the direction where the magic power explodes!
"By the way, I don't have any money with me. If I call for a taxi, I ask you to help me pay the fare in advance. I will definitely pay you back after I finish solving the problem."
With a sincere face, Wu Ke looked longingly at the kind-hearted blond man next to him. He knew that even if the other person refused to help, he could not blame him.
After all, chasing the two bad guys is too dangerous for ordinary citizens to participate. Even just calling a taxi for yourself is risky.
Justice SurperBoy?
Hunting the big bad guy?
Want to call a taxi?
Do you want me to pay the fare in advance?
As a heroic spirit, Mr. Jin can certainly understand the meaning of these words, but what he cannot understand is that this person has some strange brain circuits. Didn't the other party realize that his own situation is not good?
Also, the big bad guy he is chasing, as he said, can not only summon the octopus monster, but also make some big tentacles and black spikes. So, that bad guy is either a magician or a magician. The teacher's follower.
But now, what did the other party want to do in the past?
Thousands of miles away to give someone a head?
"Your current situation is a bit bad. Even after it passes, you won't be able to deal with the two bad guys you call, and you will only lose your life in vain. Is it worth it?" Mr. Jin asked.
"Someone has to do (fight) some things (bad guys), right?"
Is this the hero of this era?
Mr. Jin couldn't help but have this idea when he contacted the other party's essential color.
"Besides, blond brother, don't look at me now, but in fact, as long as I get more sun, I will recover soon." Wu Ke patted his chest and said, although his face was pale and unconvincing.
Recovery from mental trauma seems to be slower than normal injuries, and I don’t know why.
Can you recover by spending time in the sun?
Mr. Jin looked a little strange and glanced at the bald boy.
In his time, it was estimated that only certain gods had this ability.
It can't be that this is a descendant of an ancient god, right?
There was no sense of divinity in him.
Mr. Jin shrugged and quickly put aside some strange thoughts that popped up.
"Anyway, you need a vehicle to take you there now, right?"
Mr. Jin walked to the side of the road, where there was a little sheep motorcycle parked there. He didn't know who put it there. He was kind-hearted (he wanted to watch a show) and decided to help this enthusiastic bald boy.
He directly used the power of the King's Treasure to put the little sheep motorcycle into it, then released the little sheep motorcycle and said, "This can also be regarded as a means of transportation."
"Is this your motorcycle?" Wu Ke shook his dizzy head and walked over to ask. He seemed to be dazzled just now when he saw this thing disappear into the air.
"Of course, all the property in the world is considered mine, not to mention this car that has the honor to enter my treasure house." Mr. Jin replied with certainty and incomparable certainty.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense and get in the car quickly."
He jumped into the car first and signaled Wu Ke to get up quickly.
After Wu Ke also sat on it, Mr. Jin started to use the motorcycle under his feet as if he were using a treasure in the King's Treasure. However, this time he chose the precise method of use.
"Hulala..."
The little sheep motorcycle started to fly away from the string.
"What a speed."
Wu Ke was a little amazed by the wind.
"This is a matter of course!"
Although this little sheep motorcycle is an ordinary thing that he has just put into his treasure house, this does not prevent him from temporarily converting his king's treasure into a Noble Phantasm-level item.
There are no golden stripes that light up on the car body. They are protective magic stripes cast from gold.
This is the appearance of the ancient king. Even if he is Mr. Jin now, his true identity has not been revealed, and he is only riding a little sheep motorcycle, he can still look very impressive in appearance.
"By the way, blond brother, why are you standing?"
"Because I like standing."
"Then why are you standing on the front of the car?"
Before the other party could answer, Wu Ke suddenly realized, "Oh, I see, you must be a professional driver."
"Professional driver?"
Mr. Jin, who was standing on the front of the Little Sheep motorcycle, turned around.
"It means a very good driver."
Mr. Jin felt a little happy: "No, I'm not very powerful, I am the most powerful, hahaha, you guy, surprisingly you are good at talking!"
A smooth-tongued guy will not feel happy even if he is flattered a thousand times, but if a person with a pure white body praises him with a good word, he will feel very comfortable.
When Mr. Jin was happy, he decided to show this man what he was capable of. He became a little more serious and poured more than normal magic power into the motorcycle at his feet.
Suddenly, the little sheep was like an unbridled wild horse, quickly breaking through the shackles of the vehicle's mechanical structure, running directly out of the speed of a motorcycle, running all the way towards the direction of violent fluctuations in magic power.
