"Oops, it didn't hit."
As soon as Dean stood up from the ground, he heard a woman complaining from next door.
The volume was just enough for him to hear, and no one believed it if it wasn't intentional.
There was also the sincere pity and regret in the words, Dean could hear them clearly through a wall.
He had no doubt about the seriousness of the other party.
It can be seen from the awl just now that the resident next door is not a good person.
Not to mention hitting him, with that awl, Dean even suspected that the other party was trying to stab him to death.
Patting his clothes and pants, he looked at the thirty-centimetre-long cone-shaped weapon protruding from the hole, and subconsciously frowned to cover up the momentary chill in his heart.
This time, he was indeed careless.
Fortunately, Xiao Lan and Kana moved quickly, otherwise if they really got hit like this...
Dean's eyes hurt just thinking about it.
He touched his slightly fragile eyelids and couldn't help but start to be prepared for danger in times of peace.
How about breeding a magic pet related to eyes? This happens even when staying in a hotel. I always feel that no place in this world is safe...
Thinking of this, he paused briefly and couldn't help but glance at the culprit who had retreated into the distance at some point.
...Perhaps the danger factors are concentrated around him.
Looking at Mengsha and the two falling star hair monsters who had to float back under the threat of his own eyes, Dean gave them a sign of "getting done with you later", and then turned his head and looked at the unseen figure on the wall. The weapon of recovery.
The other party did not hide his malice at all. The cone-shaped weapon flashed with cold spikes and was pointed directly at Kana who was blocking Dean. His aggressive attitude made his eyes gradually become dangerous.
It was indeed Monsa's fault that the wall was destroyed.
Dean acknowledged that he had problems with inadequate supervision.
However, it would be too much for the other party to hurt people without hesitation, and even come for the vital points.
Dean looked at the weapon that was still inserted in the hole, turned his head, and gave Monsha a look while crossing his fingers.
This guy was extremely clever. His long, silky hair exploded instantly, and countless hair thorns flew out of his head and pierced into the inside of the spikes.
The hair full of resentment pierced the surface of the cone-shaped weapon easily like cutting tofu. This seemed to send a signal to other hair. Soon, the classic scene of Grandma Rong piercing crape myrtle reappeared. in front of Dean.
Countless long black hairs, like fish swimming in the water, shuttled through the air. In a single stroke, this extremely hard weapon was pierced through a sieve.
Dean watched this scene quietly without speaking.
Perhaps because he had been silent for too long, the originally enthusiastic woman opposite him soon lost interest. She curled her lips, assuming that Dean was too frightened to say anything, so she withdrew her weapon.
Then you get a freshly baked hornet's nest.
This description is no exaggeration.
Countless tiny pores appeared on the expensive cone-shaped weapon, turning this perfect work of art into a weird-shaped piece of cheese.
The woman stared blankly at her weapon, and it took her a while to realize what had happened.
So a minute after the hole reappeared, Dean clearly heard the sound of gritting teeth.
It calmed down the anger in his heart slightly.
But it was only partially restored.
Looking at the hole, which was even larger than before, Dean rubbed his temples with a headache, feeling as if he had encountered an unreasonable disaster.
Being attacked for no reason, no matter who you put this matter on, you can't help but feel angry.
Dean is no exception.
He was almost impaled, so it was strange that there was no fire.
However, if we talk about this matter carefully, it was because he was at fault and blocked most of his anger back, leaving him nowhere to vent.
Dean rubbed his brows to calm down his emotions. Before he could figure out how to deal with it, Kana turned around, patted his calf, and showed a "wait for me to vent my anger on you" expression.
Before Dean knew what it was going to do, he saw Kana clenching her little claws, and the flexible shadow tentacles emerged from the shadows, passing through the hole at lightning speed and invading the room on the opposite side of the wall.
A sound broke through the air. The woman threw away the new weapon she had just taken out, covered her wrist, and shouted: "Su! Where did you die?!"
"What else are you taking a bath for?"
"Didn't you hear that someone was bullying me here?!"
Dean was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood, pulled Kana and shouted: "Stop Kana!"
The main pet was doing a show while slowly moving towards the door.
When they walked out of the room and came to the door of the guest room next door, the man named "Su" had just opened the door.
The moment the door opened, a muscular man who was two meters tall appeared in front of Dean.
A strong sense of oppression followed his appearance and hit Dean.
"Hello, sir, I am the guest next door to you."
Feeling Kana's suddenly tightened little claws in his hand and the danger signal sent by Xiao Lan, Dean had a rough estimate of the man's strength.
He straightened his back and showed an apologetic expression.
"I'm sorry, my magic pet damaged the walls in two of our rooms without me paying attention. I just came back. I was going to find someone to come up and repair it, but I didn't expect that the lady in your room suddenly took action. , scared my magic pet."
Hearing this, Kana hugged Dean's calf in cooperation, showing a pitiful expression.
"Children are ignorant and thought it was you two who attacked me, so they acted like that. I'm really sorry."
child?
Kana, who looked innocent, raised her paws and covered half of her face, as if ashamed.
After listening to his explanation, the man named "Su" took a deep look at Kana. It wasn't until the Shadow Doll's back straightened up that it almost couldn't help but take action, then the intimidating gaze slowly moved away. It opened and landed on Dean.
"It's a misunderstanding."
A low voice sounded. He looked at his furious wife behind him and summed up simply.
"I misunderstood you big-headed devil!"
"My hands are red!"
Accompanied by this indignant voice, the woman who had clashed with Dean several times across the wall finally showed her face.
The black veil blocked most of her face, and Dean could only see a bright red lip and a small mole on the edge of her lip. The familiar appearance instantly reminded him of a figure he had met several times.
However, before he could think about it, the lady raised her head, revealing the white bandage covering half of her face under the veil.
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