As a person who has basically never engaged in physical training, the pain of being hit in the stomach by a fist can be imagined.

Not to mention that Daniel, a powerless man, was hit by a punch from Texas' evolved body.

Suddenly, his eyeballs bulged and Daniel felt a black screen in front of his eyes.

As Texas' body flashed to the side, he fell to the ground with a thud, as if his soul had been sucked out of him.

Without saying a word, Mr. Daniel really acted like a tough guy in this regard and didn't say a word.

Because he fainted from the pain.

Texas put away his fist and sneered.

"Scold my father?"

However, as soon as these words came out, Texas himself was shocked.

Suddenly, her serious murderous intent and violence disappeared in an instant.

The pair of eyes that were bloodshot just now suddenly became clear.

Looking at Mr. Daniel who suddenly fell down, Texas looked at his fist again.

The whole person is confused.

If I say my own body can move, do you believe it?

However, this is not the priority now.

Texas looked around to see that there was no one around, then he lifted his leg and turned to leave, his movements skillful and his expression cold.

After all, she always did this kind of thing, but not many people were still breathing heavily after doing it.

Soon, Texas was gone in a few steps.

However, she didn't know that the cameras on the air purifiers nearby had already been aimed at Texas.

Her every move was filmed.

Texas had just been planning to exchange some words with Mr. Daniel, but who would have thought that before he could get the words out, he overheard this guy insulting the mayor of Zaun.

Suddenly, Texas felt as if the three corpse gods were jumping up and down in anger, and smoke was coming out of his seven orifices.

The anger in my head was like dry firewood poured with gasoline, and Daniel's words were just the spark that ignited the dry firewood!

Texas just felt her body moving on its own, without her having to control it, and she punched out directly.

The speed and the precise control of power were something Texas had never experienced before.

She glanced at Daniel, who was lying unconscious on the ground, and put away her fist.

If I had punched with all my strength, there would definitely be a blood mist behind this guy as my fist would have burst out of his body.

But now this guy just fainted due to the blow.

This is quite surprising to Texas.

All she has learned from childhood to college are killing techniques. It cannot be said that she is unskilled in controlling her strength, but it can only be said that she is not very proficient in it.

For example, Officer Chen from Longmen, her control over strength is much better than Texas. Although Chen Huijie's own strength is not that strong, she is able to use a little force to achieve a great effect, using the most perfect control of strength to achieve the best effect.

The scabbard of the Chixiao Sword in his hand can be used as a weapon to knock people unconscious. Just by relying on the ability to hit the back of the head with the scabbard, Lao Chen has caught countless vicious criminals.

Compared with Lao Chen's perfect skill mechanism and superb operating techniques, Texas is really nothing to shout about.

Sett players focus on one number.

If she were to control her own strength to deliver this punch, although she would be able to knock him out, it is questionable whether it would break his kidneys or cause him to sink into the water.

But just now, I was able to control my strength to an appropriate level. I knocked him out while controlling his shit and urine.

Is it true that I can master this skill of controlling power?

Texas frowned.

Some couldn't believe it.

But the reality is right in front of him. Daniel, bent like a shrimp, is still kissing the ground.

"How is this going?"

Texas thought about it, she wanted to recall where the anger in her body came from at that moment.

She naturally didn't know that Warwick's blood was flowing in her body, and that her soul was created by the werewolf directly cutting out his own soul.

If before this, Texas could only be regarded as the werewolf's cheap daughter.

Now Texas is the real child of the werewolf.

Closer than any biological child!

Given this blood relationship, they certainly couldn't sit idly by and watch anyone insult Warwick.

So, Texas's move was completely subconscious.

So Texas, after thinking for a long time and still unable to figure out what was going on, simply gave up thinking about it.

She felt her throat getting a little dry, and the aftereffects of not eating in the cafeteria just now came back with this round.

Very hungry.

Walking along the street, Texas looked around, trying to find a convenience store to buy something to eat.

Watch and watch.

She saw a sign with a strong industrial style.

"It's a good job."

Texas was somewhat curious about the name written in the common language welded from steel bars.

What kind of bar is this? What’s its name?

What will be sold in it?

Texas thought about this and walked over.

Anyway, I used to hang out in the Emperor's bar and play around with Archangel.

"Wow."

Texas pushed open the door before he could even step inside.

I was almost knocked over by the noise in the room.

"Come on, shake it!"

Hot, sweet and a little crazy voices came from the loud speakers in all directions.

In the center of the stage, a female Sarkaz with silver hair mixed with a few wisps of red hair spoke while rubbing the DJ in her hands.

She was wearing a black elastic sports suspender that wrapped around her two white lumps on her chest. As her body moved rhythmically, the lumps danced in the air, which was quite attractive.

The hot pants on the lower body were dotted with steel nails, and two round and slender legs stretched out from the two short trouser legs.

She is not tall, so her legs are not long, and she is not slim, so her legs do not look thin either.

However, wrapped in two pairs of stockings, black on the left leg and white on the right leg, the deformation caused by the soft fabric is enough to drive men crazy.

She wore photochromic sunglasses and livened up the atmosphere while playing DJ.

"Come on, sing with me!"

"I can't fly..."

"The colorful world..."

Texas raised his eyebrows as he looked at the infected people dancing to the music all around him, and the people at the tables and at the bar gulping down beer from their glasses.

Oh.

It's actually quite normal, right?

After all, bars are night places where unexpected situations are most likely to occur, so it is normal to often use some small colored services.

But this bar is obviously not one of them.

Have you ever seen a bar where the dance floor is filled with all men?

They just twisted their bodies around without saying a word, and I had no idea what the point was.

This music is not very high-end, it can even be said to be a little...

How does that word go?

So local!

Yes, it’s Tuhai.

However, I believe that Angel will definitely like this lively atmosphere.

She was willing to join in the fun. If she knew there was such a place in Zaan, she would probably be very happy there.

Texas thought as he walked down the steps.

As the music played, her body began to twist involuntarily.

As if subconsciously, she began to move her elbows in her pockets.

In the image of the music, her arms also bounce up and down to the beat of the drums.

After all, no one can resist the charm of square dancing.

Especially on this pure land of Terra that has not yet been poisoned.

Texas didn't even notice this himself, and headed straight for the bar.

There was no way, she was too hungry, so she planned to have some beer to quench her thirst first, and then have something to fill her stomach.

Walking to the stainless steel bar, Texas nodded in thanks to the Fengti worker who pushed a chair towards her. The sturdy man laughed and turned around to continue drinking.

Texas pulled the chair under his buttocks and sat up.

"Give me a beer."

Texas propped up his face and greeted the little girl in a bartender's uniform who was bending over.

Then, she saw a little black-haired girl crawling out from under the table after hearing what was said.

With a cute, confused expression on his face, he nodded very seriously.

"Okay!"

The soft and sweet answer is very cute, giving people a feeling as if they are floating in the clouds.

But Texas was taken aback.

"A quill?"

Texas was naturally familiar with this operator who was recommended to Rhodes Island by Officer Chen after the Dosores holiday.

It wasn't because of any other familiarity, but mainly because she often mixed cocktails for her colleagues in the small bar in Rhode Island.

And Angel often goes with Croissant to drink other people's wine.

The little girl looked soft and never charged any money.

Texas often has to go to grab the croissant that is about to turn its croissant into a wine-fermented croissant because of taking advantage of the situation.

So I am familiar with Rafiela.

But why is she here now?

Shouldn't she be staying in Rhodes Island at this time?

Texas didn’t understand.

Rafiela on the opposite side heard Texas' words and saw her staring at her.

She ignorantly stretched out a finger and pointed at her fair cheek.

"Eh?"

“Are you calling me?

My name is Rafiela! Not Quill! "

While seriously correcting Texas' words, Lafiera reached out for the draft beer cup beside him and poured himself a glass of draft beer.

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