Fangran looked at the route that Ling vaguely planned for him in the night sky, swallowed carefully and asked.
"Well, this training is mainly to train your basic abilities. In view of your current ordinary quality, I decided to slowly train you starting from the most basic movement methods." Ling said seriously.
"Oh, that's it, it would have been better if it had been like this..."
Fangran patted his chest and felt relieved, then looked at the 'training plan' that Ling gave him.
The few very simple tests in the training plan mainly asked Fangran to move between the rooftops of some tall buildings, such as using [Floating Cards] to speed up and rush over by himself.
Fangran looked at it carefully several times. Standing on the roof of the building at the moment, he looked at his route and compared it for a long time. He didn't find any difficulties. The most difficult place was only the last two places with a height difference of more than ten meters.
between buildings.
"How about it, aren't you ready yet?"
Ling was floating beside her in a leisurely manner.
Fang Ran glanced at Ling and sneered with pride in his heart.
Stupid power bank, it seems you want to strengthen my courage from the basics this time.
But how do you know that in yesterday's night battle scene, I jumped directly from a taller building!
This bit of training is simply difficult... difficult... difficult... for me!
If Fang Ran wasn't the cold version of Fang Ran in the scene, and was a little frightened when he thought of what he had done, and his legs kept shaking, these words would have been quite convincing.
"How...how is it possible!"
Fangran said harshly, and then summoned the Silver Broken Dragon Fang, holding it in his hand. He kept thinking about how he would jump for a while, took a deep breath and said:
"Speed, activate."
A ray of light flashed across the body from the dragon's eyes. Fangran discovered it in the last scene. When the speed value is doubled, not only the speed, but also the reaction can be much faster.
"Go towards a bright place, be careful not to be so scared of heights that you dare not move~"
Ling floated out first, not forgetting to leave a string of crisp laughs to Fangran.
"Tch, don't underestimate people!"
Fangran curled his lips and retorted. When Ling drifted away, Fangran looked at the rooftop where he was alone. There was no one around and there was no one around. There was a bit of cold wind blowing, and he stepped closer to the edge.
Take a look down.
Then he immediately shrank back.
"calm down!"
"Fangran, you must calm down!"
"The more times this happens, the better time to show your man's composure!"
Fangran kept comforting himself, then he clenched the Silver Broken Dragon Fang, took out the [Floating Card], and activated the magic without thinking about the fact that if he missed it, he would be in trouble immediately!
"Don't drop the chain for a while! Float!"
Then Fang rushed out, stepped on the edge of the rooftop, and jumped directly to the opposite side more than ten meters away.
At this moment, Fangran only had one word in his mind.
Reckless!
You must be reckless!
Can't bow down!
As the saying goes, when you think about a wall, throw your hat over it!
Um...it doesn't seem to be accurate...
But it doesn't matter!
because...
Fangran yelled out the answer!
"Orcs will never be slaves!!!!"
...
...
In the dark neighborhood, a huge cargo box in the third row of densely packed cargo containers was opened from both ends.
The weak flashlight light illuminated the inside of the cargo box, but did not leak out of the cargo box at all.
The two parties walked into this 'temporary trading point' from both sides of the opened container.
Wearing a black trench coat, a black hat tie, and the bulging firearms at his waist are self-evident, and the big men on the right carry a dangerous and ferocious look.
Compared with the group of people on the right who only have the four characters "Laozi gangster" written on their faces, the people on the left are mostly wearing ordinary suits and ties, and some are even professional suits. Most of them are lean and capable, vaguely revealing that they are also
A smell that is not to be trifled with.
"Have you brought anything?"
Among the burly men in black trench coats, a cold and tough man walked out, a cigarette burning slowly in the corner of his mouth.
"When I come, things come naturally. I just don't know if what I want has come."
On the other side, a man also walked out, wearing a simple shirt and smiling brightly.
"Tsk, show it to him."
The man in black trench coat whispered to the person at hand, and then a suitcase was opened by the big man in black trench coat.
The entire box was filled with neat dollars.
"Yo!"
The man opposite clapped his hands happily, with an exaggerated movement, and then raised his chin. The man next to him also understood and took out a similar box and opened it.
Things like flour are placed neatly in transparent plastic bags.
Swish!! Swish!! Swish!! Swish!! Swish!!
at the same time!
The two parties took out their guns at the same time and pointed them straight at each other's heads!
The men in the gang and the men in shirts had fierce and dangerous smiles on their lips and said to their men:
"Inspection."
"Inspection."
Each party sent two people to go to the two boxes to test whether the bargaining chips for this transaction were genuine.
After a while, the two parties stopped their hands at the same time and nodded to their boss respectively.
The two boxes were closed, and people from both parties threw them towards each other. After the boxes were in hand, everyone took back their guns in tacit agreement.
It seems this is not the first time they have collaborated.
"It's a pleasure to work with you. Looking forward to our next meeting."
The man in the shirt laughed, and the man in the black trench coat snorted but did not answer.
...
...
"Wahahahaha!!! It's too simple!!! The stupid summoned beast actually thought that such a simple thing would scare its great master!"
Night sky.
After overcoming his first fear under normal conditions, and with the height difference not being too big, Fangran, who was manipulating the magic of [Floating Card], found himself flying in the air...
It's actually a very exciting thing.
The night wind whistled in the ears, [Floating Card] faithfully carried out Fangran's orders, and after Fangran rushed out by accelerating, he lifted his body and floated forward.
Arriving at another place, Fangran landed on the ground in a graceful manner according to his plan, snapped his fingers, and an expression of 'I am very handsome' was written on his face.
"Don't be so pretty on that one, hurry up, you just moved half the distance!"
Ling's voice sounded in the distance. Fangran looked at the flickering light not far away and said with a proud smile:
"Don't worry, with my current speed, it's enough!"
"Oh? Then I'm looking forward to it."
In the data space, Ling tapped her legs and floated in the air, with a smile on her lips and withdrew the telekinesis that had been acting on the iron skin below her.
"Tinyunzong!!!"
Fangran let out a low drink in the night, as if he was a young knight with strong martial arts skills in ancient times, walking on the eaves of the night, doing tricks of picking flowers and looting... ahem, doing chivalrous and righteous things!
Fangran accelerated and jumped out. The [Floating Card] came into effect, and his body floated forward as if being supported by something. Fangran felt that it was not very interesting.
Ling's appearance was already close, and Fangran had already planned how he would land gracefully.
The location is close and the mana value is reduced. This is something Fangran is already very skilled at.
"Ha, how about it, I'll just say...ah!"
Before Fangran could finish his words, Fangran felt his feet go empty, as if he had stepped on a piece of paper, and he fell down with a 'Oh my god'.
Plop!
Fangran fell hard to the ground and felt that his bones were about to fall apart.
Fortunately, the hole is not deep.
Fangran thought this, rubbed his butt and raised his head.
Then I saw big men in black trench coats and gangsters in shirt suits.
He was staring at him with a weird look, as if he was watching the Godzilla monster invade the earth.
Then swish! swish! swish! swish! swish!
Everyone pulled out their guns and pointed them at Fangran.
en.....
Looking at Fang Ran who was being pointed at by more than twenty guns, he felt that he had to say something to save himself, and the corner of his mouth twitched wildly as he tried to ask:
"Uh... um... good evening... late... good evening?"
Fang Ran, 20 years old, a wanted fugitive, doesn’t smoke, don’t drink, doesn’t engage in homosexuality, a virgin, has been single for about the same age, has taken CET-4 three times but still hasn’t passed it, has been expressed a crush on by male friends, and lost him three times in the first half of the year
Money, I have been to the station six times, and my card has been issued seven times.
I refreshed my signature at this moment.
Fought a drug gang.
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