The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 53 Raid
  In the hall on the third floor, a thin black man was using a double-ended horn knife to rip open the top of the unconscious woman at his feet.

Looking at the white and tall chest and the young and pretty face, the man's movements on his hands could not help but slow down a bit. The body that had just finished practicing the martial arts and had active energy and blood suddenly felt a little hot.

He licked his lips and thought to himself that maybe... he didn't have to waste it like this. He could "use" it once and use it again later.

While the dark and thin man was having his bad thoughts, the woman lying at his feet let out a slight moan, but at this moment she woke up from her coma.

The man frowned, raised his foot, and was about to kick her unconscious again.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!
  With a sound of "Buzz!", the void-colored barrier protecting the entire third floor trembled and appeared, and the light flickered brightly and darkly.

Who!
  The thin black man raised his head in shock and anger. The movement just now was clearly that someone was casting a spell to attack!

He instantly put aside his previous lustful thoughts and kicked the woman in front of him who was struggling to get up until she vomited blood and rolled to the corner. Then he suddenly inserted the double-headed horn knife in his hand into the ground.

Then he entangled his fingers to form a void screen seal, and inexplicable auras suddenly emerged from the hand seals and disappeared into the surroundings, fighting against the incoming spell power.

"Buzz!" There was another tremor, and at the same time, a shadow flew out quietly from behind the fluorescent tube on the ceiling.

The shadow swelled in the wind, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a Western knight wearing steel armor, flashing with ghost light. He raised his cross sword high and struck the thin black man on the head!

The thin black man was concentrating on casting spells and presiding over the barrier. He was not prepared for this sneak attack. He did not react until the sword wind was approaching. It was too late to resist, and he could only roll to the side with a roar.

Without the man's control, the barrier shook violently, seemed to make an illusory breaking sound, and then disappeared.

The next moment, on the wall of the hall facing the courtyard, several windows not far apart burst open at the same time. The glass blackened with paint cracked into fragments all over the sky. In one of the windows, a swift figure was wrapped in the night wind and body. Bumped in!

Seeing someone breaking in, the thin black man reacted very quickly. He raised his hand to create an invisible wave to block the pursuit of the sword-wielding Yin soldiers, and used his other hand to pull out the double-headed ox-horn knife stuck on the ground.

And those who reacted faster than him were actually the two brown-skinned men who had just stood in the corner with their hands hanging, with no sense of existence!

Before the figure landed, two strong men silently attacked from left to right, as fast as lightning, with four big hands staggered up and down, their bodies bent, and they rushed forward in an extremely weird posture. !
  The figure was still in mid-air, with no way to use force, so he could only twist his body to avoid it by a few inches. Unexpectedly, the two strong men's shoulders shook, and their arms stretched out a few inches as if they were boneless, just in time to catch him!

As soon as they got hold of the figure, the two of them immediately changed their moves. One grabbed the figure's neck and shoulder blades and pressed down. The other grabbed the figure's waist and ribs and pulled them horizontally. At the same time, the two's legs were entangled like four pythons, with no mercy. Give it a try!
  "Click!" A crisp sound!
  The intruding figure was twisted to pieces by the strange strength of the two strong men on the spot, and the pieces of wood and iron rolled to the ground.

Um? Broken wood and iron?

The thin black man suddenly became alert. He swung the double-horned ox-horn knife in his hand, and a black light spread out to protect his whole body. He opened his mouth to scream at his two men.

It's a pity that he was a step too late and had no time to remind the two strong men.

At this moment, in front of another window whose glass was shattered but nothing existed, a figure of Zhu Mingyao holding a mahogany cane appeared quietly. He was pointing the stick at the two strong men on the ground. Throw out a roll of wire.

"The central Wu soil is black and yellow in color! It carries mountains and rivers and anchors all directions!" As the young man chanted, the two strong men who were about to get up and continue attacking sank. It seemed that their weight suddenly increased several times, and then they were hit by a wave. An invisible force pressed them down to the ground, making it difficult to move. Then the activated wire swam up like a snake and tied the hands and feet of the two people tightly.

[Transformation] combined with [Borrowing Objects to Substitute Forms]!
  Make a sound in the east and attack in the west! In addition, the plank road was built openly and the warehouse was secretly used!

This is the strategy Zhu Mingyao has planned since he attacked the barrier just now!
  This group of kidnappers was indeed fooled. Zhu Mingyao glanced at the thin, dark man who was on guard with his knife, and secretly said it was a pity.

The [Wutuan Suppression Technique] was originally prepared for this guy, but I didn't expect his two men to be so skilled. I picked it up in the yard, and the broken chair used to transform into a fake body was instantly destroyed. Broken into pieces.

A fighter of this level would be too much of a threat to ordinary spellcasters in an indoor environment, so we had to send it home and put it down first.

The thin black man stared at the young man fiercely and screamed at him several times.

Zhu Mingyao rolled his eyes and said disdainfully: "Where does the savage bird language come from? Who can understand it?"

Hearing the other party's Federal dialect, the thin black man was stunned, and then suddenly realized, he changed his voice and stammered in Federal dialect: "You, I, know, who is it? Dare to offend..."

Before he finished speaking, his expression changed, and he suddenly turned around, raising the double-headed ox-horn knife in his hand, just in time to block the silent stab in the back from the sword-wielding Yin soldier.

He spat out a cloud of black smoke from his mouth and knocked away the Yin soldier, then jumped sideways and awkwardly avoided the beam of fire from the tip of Zhu Mingyao's staff. At this moment, the thin black man's face was full of rage.

Relying on his family background, he is almost like a local emperor in his hometown. He has always been arrogant and domineering, and treats ordinary people as nothing. It was only when he saw that the young man had great magic power that he patiently asked a few questions. Unexpectedly, the other party said nothing. Not to mention taking action directly, he suddenly felt that he had lost face and was extremely angry.

"If you are not as good as me in taming ghosts and gods, heretic sorcerers will die!"

The thin black man spat out a few words angrily, raised his double-headed horn knife and swung it hard at the big table where the statues were enshrined!
  With a wave of the man's hand, the two bloody fresh cow heads on the table suddenly shriveled up, as if all the flesh and blood had been drained out in an instant, leaving only a layer of dry, withered black and yellow cowhide stretched tightly around the skull. Above, a little light suddenly flew out of the four empty eye sockets, rushing towards Zhu Mingyao.

cut! With this speed, who could he hit? The young man dodged easily, and out of the corner of his eye suddenly saw a dim light passing over him, turning in a direction and falling on the two big men.

"No, I've been fooled!" Zhu Mingyao suddenly came to his senses, raised his upper body slightly, jumped back with strength, and swept out the mahogany staff.

Two points of light were wiped out on the spot by the illuminated talisman on the staff, but the other two points had already sunk into the chests of the two strong men.

"Moo——!" A long cow cry sounded, echoing in the room.

Behind the two strong men on the ground, a tall bull-headed evil ghost loomed in the shadow. His eyes suddenly turned red, he was breathing heavily between his mouth and nose, and his muscles were bulging. He propped himself up, and even though the wires tied around his body left traces of blood, he suddenly didn't notice it and slowly got up from the ground.

Zhu Mingyao's eyelids twitched and he was shocked.

"Holy shit, you're so fierce? Are you pretending to be the powerful Bull Demon King?"

　Yesterday, the collection increased by several hundred. Could it be that it was pushed by the smart phone? Didn't I see it in the writers' backstage? (￣.￣)
  　　
  　
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