Wang Jin flew backwards suddenly, and the tiger's mouth was so shaken that it cracked open.
The attack of bad luck was so heavy that even if Wang Jin blocked it with all his strength, he still couldn't bear it.
"call..."
Black hair is flying, and the fragrance of hydrangea fills the air.
Ah Zi gently hugged Wang Jin from behind and helped him stabilize his body.
Warmth spread, and the wound on Wang Jin's hand slowly healed.
"Come again!"
Wang Jin raised his sword and charged again, and the sound of metal collision sounded.
With almost no effort, Wang Jin vomited blood again and flew out.
"Ha, come again!"
Wang Jin got up and yelled, with the aura of looking for someone to fight for.
Unfortunately, everyone familiar with Wang Jin knows that it is impossible for him to do such a thing.
After launching the charge for the third time, Doomyun grinned, as if he didn't understand why this young man suddenly seemed to have lost his mind and rushed back and forth to die.
Of course, if it were his head, I would still be happy to accept it.
He slowly stretched out his hand towards Wang Jin, but the expected sound of metal collision did not sound.
"Hey, I got it."
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows, dodged, and dodged three attacks from the same position by Doom Luck, and then suddenly flew up.
Doomyun was stunned when he saw Wang Jin's movements, which were like slow animal shots, and couldn't help laughing.
The palm with nails and black mist slapped Wang Jin at a speed more than twice as fast as Wang Jin.
"Hey, I really succeeded this time."
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows, and the sword he slashed out suddenly retracted, and he was ejected by the force of bad luck.
"Roar!"
Seeing the smile on Wang Jin's lips, Doomyun subconsciously looked back.
Black mist filled Doom's mouth and he couldn't speak.
But that doesn't mean his IQ has dropped.
On the contrary, Dou Lun's IQ is no worse than Wang Jin's.
Unfortunately, intelligence and cunning are not the same.
"no one?"
Misfortune's eyes widened. He didn't expect that he guessed wrong.
Could it be said that Wang Jin did not intend to use any dirty tricks? Then what did he succeed in?
Just as Doom was struggling with this problem, he suddenly felt a warm wind blowing from his head.
It's similar to the woman using the whip, but without the cold feeling.
Of course, now is not the time to think about this.
This airflow means...the enemy is above!
Before he even raised his head, the palm of misfortune had already struck.
Unfortunately, he missed the call again.
Ah Zi hid in the distance and waved her fingers, continuing to blow the wind on Doom's head.
"Can't you think of it? I'm back again."
A familiar voice came from directly ahead, and Doom knew that it was too late this time.
The time he spent turning back and raising his head was enough for Wang Jin, who had been beaten away, to run back.
Feeling the rapier thrust in front of him, Doom curled his lips contemptuously.
The young man named Wang Jin in front of me is very smart and cunning.
Although not strong, one person is even more difficult to deal with than a group of people just now.
He guessed that his weak point was the belly where the black mist gathered.
But he didn't guess that since it was a weakness, it would be strictly guarded against.
With his Western sword, trying to break through his skin that was strengthened by the black mist was nothing more than a dream.
This time, it was him who won.
Even so, Doom still stretched out his hand to block his stomach.
Highlight a soundness.
"I really can't penetrate your skin."
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, as if he had understood all the thoughts of Doom.
"But that doesn't mean others can't penetrate it either."
"After all...I never said I wanted to challenge you to a duel!"
Misfortune's eyes widened. He clearly saw that the people he had just fought with were resting aside. So...
Thinking of this, Doomyun suddenly felt a warmth behind him.
After his sister waved in the distance, the warmth suddenly turned into an extremely cold feeling.
Obviously, Wangwang's parents were teleported back through the passage in Building 44.
Then through Liu Qing's exchange ability, Azi and Wangwang's father exchange places.
"Are you dizzy?"
Wang Jin grinned, then stretched out his hand and pressed hard on Doomyun.
At the same time as the stinging pain came from his hands, Azi, who ran back quickly, was also helping Wang Jin get rid of the cold.
"Roar!!"
Having residents around him will strengthen the strength of the Black Mist of Doom, and for this reason, Wang Jin did not let all the Wangwang family take action.
Of course, most of the black mist has been digested by the misfortune, and now the bonus he gets is minimal.
Even so, with the power of misfortune, Wang Jin couldn't suppress it for too long.
And the most important thing is that my hands are really cold.
Even with Azi's help, Wang Jin felt that his hands were gradually losing feeling.
"you...!"
Doom let out an inarticulate roar in his throat, but he could only watch as he turned into an ice sculpture.
I don’t know if he has modified himself specifically for this, but the speed at which Doom turns into an ice sculpture is much slower than that of others.
"Wang Jin! Over there!"
Azi used her own abilities to warm Wang Jin's hands, and suddenly she pointed at the figure in the distance and shouted to Wang Jin.
Wang Jin turned around and saw a familiar figure.
Wearing cloth clothes and a blue headscarf, he carried a basket in his arms.
It was the old lady who had disappeared for a long time.
"broken."
Wang Jin's eyes widened and he secretly said something bad.
The freeze of doom was only half done, and letting go now would surely free him from his restraints.
More importantly, bad luck, which is also one of the wills of the community, is not bound by the old lady and will not be easily transmitted.
In other words, when the old lady came over, only Wang Jin and Wang Wang's father were sent away.
"Don't touch my brother!"
A familiar voice came, and Zhang Dalong, who was covered in scars, rushed towards the old lady.
After passing her by, Zhang Dalong disappeared again.
"well..."
Wang Jin sighed.
At the moment, he could only hope that the old lady would walk slower or stumble suddenly.
"Ahhhhh!"
The gecko gritted his teeth, then swung his tail and tried to attack the old lady.
But after a flash of light, it disappeared.
It was at this moment that Wang Jin saw clearly what was under the old lady's headscarf.
That's a doll's head.
It's the kind of dummy head you would find in a clothing store, it looks cheap and funny.
But someone had inserted a flashlight into the dummy's head. As long as the old lady raised her head, the light leaking from the gap in the dummy's head would send the person to the normal side.
"Hey, I thought it was something scary."
Wang Jin curled his lips.
Although having a dummy head on a person's neck looks very scary, especially the weird stitching at the interface between flesh and plastic makes people very uncomfortable.
It's a pity that Wang Jin is almost immune. Watching this kind of thing is like watching a cartoon.
What he is more concerned about now is when the old lady will come to him.