"I can also set foot in the’ absolute field’ if I want to get that’ one page day’!"
The red scorpion thinks that it is running faster and faster.
It doesn’t matter if you fail this time.
It is good to succeed every time!
The red scorpion ran out of the hotel in the blink of an eye.
Goethe is not interested in this.
It’s the hotel area, not the vision area of Blood Crow Spirit.
I just left Zuote and went back to the hotel.
"PSST’ seven kill hall’ red scorpion? ！”
Hearing Goethe’s statement about the identity of the attacker, Ma, a member of the Security Council, exclaimed-there is a’ Seven Killings Hall’ information in the file room of the Security Council.
The red scorpion is recorded in the book
A fighter who is good at making puppets.
Not just wooden puppets
And’ people after’
Smell each other, create the right person, not only kill your teacher, but also kill your wife and children.
Belong to the kind of dehumanization
The security Committee and the police have been looking for each other.
But the other party’s hiding is too good to show up.
"Don’t trust such a guy when he speaks!"
Left specialty out of breath.
"I shot because he was up to no good!"
Goethe shook his head.
"up to no good?"
"How did you find that the red scorpion was up to no good?"
"intuition"
Goethe replied like this.
Of course, he can’t say "blood crow spirit"
I didn’t explain much, but Zoot looked thoughtful.
"Intuition?"
"Is the fighter intuitive?"
Zuo Te in the library of the Security Council has seen similar records.
Some powerful fighters have similar’ Qiu Chan foresight’ ability when facing danger.
And Goethe-hyun is such a fighter.
Love rises from the bottom of Zuo Te’s heart.
Once he wanted to be a fighter like Goethe.
It is the general talent that makes him enter the martial arts school, and it also makes him choose the martial arts school. In the end, he can choose a position closer to the fighter
But in this position, Zuo Te gradually became confused.
Because here he met a fighter who was not as powerful as he thought.
But a group of guy who make a living like him.
A bowl of rice can fight a boxer to death.
The mouth says that it is a feeling of nature, but it is actually a fighter who is too poor to sleep in the park
For those fighters who have practiced the occult arts?
Zoot has seen it once or twice.
But the result is not very happy.
Arrogant, he can understand.
Geniuses are arrogant, and he has known this fact since he was a child.
But pride is more intense at the same time, which is a kind of domineering feeling-that kind of worm eye that completely puts itself above mortals and treats others makes Zuo Te frown.
He thinks fighters are like that.
Until I met Goethe.
Powerful enough to far exceed those fighters who consider themselves’ powerful’ but just like ordinary people.
Neither arrogant nor domineering.
Heart when facing food.
Especially when he paid for a treat, Goethe’s smile couldn’t be hidden.
Normal heart!
I have integrated myself into ordinary people’s lives, and there is no division and no difference.
Maybe …
This is why Goethe is so powerful!
Thought of this Zuote looked at Goethe with some admiration.
Because he can’t do it.
If he had the same strength as Goethe, I’m afraid he would have lost it long ago.
He became as human as his fighter.
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