Zhuang Mengdie was running back and forth, trying...
Sure enough, it's very fast!
From the door to the desk, it seemed like it took two steps. [ ] Zhuang Mengdie kept running, kept running, and the result was: this speed was really abnormal, just like the other end.
Thinking of fists, Zhuang Mengdie became excited again. He found out the strange-looking rocks he had picked up from the river when he was a child, put them on the ground, and was about to punch them down. After thinking about it, he felt something was wrong, so he put them on the ground several times.
Put the book on the ground, put a stone on it, clench your fist, take a deep breath, and hit the stone hard...
Then, Zhuang Mengdie was stunned. Even though her heart had experienced the fact of traveling back to six years ago, and the fact of smashing the table with a punch, she had experienced the feeling of extremely fast speed just now, but this scene before her
, really made her fall into dementia...
I saw that the stone on the book was no longer a complete piece at this moment, but was broken into pieces! It was smashed into pieces by Zhuang Mengdie's punch. Although the stone was not very big, the power of this punch was very powerful.
Unusual!
Zhuang Mengdie looked at the stone, then at her fist, laughing wildly in her heart. Moreover, she also had a very pure intuition. If it weren't for those books, this punch would definitely smash the marble floor.
Make a big hole!
The power is definitely not limited to this. There is definitely room for improvement and growth...
After Zhuang Mengdie was stunned for a while, he quickly picked up the broken stones and held them in his hands. He was so happy that he accidentally exerted a force. The broken stones were crushed into pieces, like a ball.
The sand that had condensed into lumps due to moisture was pinched apart and turned into fine sand, slipping from between her fingers!
Zhuang Mengdie kneaded her fingers, and the joyful expression on her face turned into solemnity, because she was thinking about a question: "How did power and speed come into her body? And what is the limit of this speed?"
What is the limit of this power?"
This question seemed a bit unanswerable. Zhuang Mengdie stood there for a while and had to give up. He said in his heart: "No matter where this power comes from, since it belongs to you, you must make good use of it!"
After cleaning up the floor and returning to the desk, Zhuang Mengdie's ecstatic mood subsided, and a kind of anxiety surged into her heart again, "Money, that one thousand yuan can only last for a week in that hospital. If
If I can't come up with money and save the girl in this week, my first subordinate will be dead!"
"I will definitely think of a way!" Zhuang Mengdie clenched her fist. She was originally going to pound it on the table to show her determination. Just as she was about to pound it, she suddenly remembered her own strength and quickly retracted her fist...