Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 190: Are you… mentally ill?

The fat man is still there with poss waiting for Su Bai to take pictures of him, but fortunately, he hasn't relaxed enough to treat himself as a tourist. Although the murderous intent of the assassin is hidden, it is at a critical juncture. The instinct of the fat man is still there.

A scarlet sword appeared on the fat man's neck, and it happened to collide with the dagger.

"Ding!"

There was no sound of flesh and blood tumbling, some, it was just a muffled noise. Although the small sword helped withstand the sharpness of the dagger, the force still oscillated to the fat man’s neck.

Fatty's whole body was stunned by this smash. When he turned around subconsciously, the other party kicked the fatty's abdomen and kicked the fatty out directly. Su Bai was sitting in the car and could understand He felt the shock of the fat man sliding all the way and hitting the front hood of the car.

Failed to kill in one blow, but the opponent did not choose to withdraw, but rushed to the fat man again. At this time, the surrounding tourists continued to do their own things, and the pilgrims continued to bow their heads religiously. , As if they can't see what's going on here, it should have been arranged in advance to block the line of sight, the other party is really prepared.

When the woman approached the fat man again, the fat man was still a little dizzy and unable to control herself.

Even senior listeners can’t be killed. At the beginning, the black listener was brought down by an ordinary person who took medicine and fired three shots at the eyebrows, even before he had time to take out the compass of the natal weapon. There are actually many examples of this kind of death.

"Om!"

The front window glass was shattered in an instant, and Su Bai's figure appeared in front of the fat man. It was true that things happened too fast before, and Su Bai had no time to react. Even the fat man who was the subject could only It's worthy of life.

Now, if the fat man is really caused to fall under his eyelids, then Su Bai really doesn't need to be confused.

The other party is wearing very shabby Tibetan clothes, with weather and plateau red on his face, and looks like thirty years old, but because of the weather, the women here will look older than their real age. I guess this Women are around twenty-five years old.

Even if Su Bai stood in front of the fat man, the woman's momentum did not slow down at all, or Su Bai was already in her goal.

"Very confident." Su Bai smiled slightly.

"Boom!"

As soon as the calm voice fell, Su Bai was hit **** the face, followed by successive blows from the other side on the chest and shoulders, but at this time the thin-looking little fist showed She has a very strong force, and the opponent is fast, or the body is really clever, Su Bai's eyes can't catch her position.

After being beaten continuously, Su Bai couldn't help but start to retreat. Then, a cold light flashed, Su Bai's figure suddenly dodged, and he avoided the knife.

But the other party was really in a good position, and he turned to Su Bai again.

Su Bai blocked the left and pushed with his bare hands, and he was very reluctant to deal with it. In the end, Su Bai's palms were directly removed by the opponent in a very strange way, and the opponent kicked Su Bai with a roundabout kick. Belly.

"Stick and pedal..."

Su Bai stepped back several steps in succession, and stepped back to the fat man.

The fat man rubbed his neck while looking at Su Bai slantingly, "Fuck, stop playing, okay?"

"This woman is very heavy." Su Bai said.

The fat man took a deep breath and shook his head a little speechlessly.

The woman rushed over again, she was like an agile female leopard.

There was a sound of joints all over Su Bai's body, as if he was just warming up, and now he is really serious.

The woman’s dagger pierced Su Bai’s chest horizontally again, and Su Bai grabbed it with one hand and accurately grasped the woman’s wrist, but when Su Bai was about to exert force, the opponent suddenly turned from a cheetah to Like a water snake, his soft body took the initiative to press on Su Bai’s body, and instantly exerted force, holding Su Bai’s arm, his right toe kicked Su Bai’s knee fiercely, forcing Su Bai’s knee to bend, and the whole person kneeled. Down.

The woman turned over, pinched her right elbow on the back of Su Bai’s head, her left toe stuck in her knee, and her left hand pinched one of Su Bai’s arm joints, and grabbed Su Bai in a way Pressed under him, forcing Su Bai to not move.

"Sister, is there any misunderstanding between us?" Su Bai said.

It's just that the woman doesn't seem to have any thoughts of chatting or communicating. Her lips and teeth are slightly open, and a blade is spit out from under her tongue. When the blade falls, she bit her with her teeth, and then cuts down on the back of Su Bai's head.

"It's too much."

Su Bai warned that the next moment, Su Bai's aura suddenly changed, his body began to dry out, and a cold feeling radiated from all over his body.

The held knee straightened immediately at this moment, the stuck neck stood up, and the held arm pulled back immediately. The woman’s previously stuck position of Su Bai disappeared in an instant. Moreover, the woman herself became a cocoon, but was suppressed by Su Bai.

Su Bai exerted force under his feet, and the whole person rotated ninety degrees. With a fierce flick of one hand, he overturned the woman to the ground, and then Su Bai stepped on the woman's chest with one foot.

I don't know if she is wrapped in a corset or she doesn't have any altitude, Su Bai really doesn't feel soft on the soles of her feet, it's hard.

A woman who can train this place into something similar to abdominal muscles can imagine how crazy this woman is.

"Listen to me, you can..."

Before Su Baihua said the words, the woman opened her eyes suddenly, her eyes were hollow, her body also became blurred, and a layer of black mist rose up, Su Bai only felt that her feet were empty and she was stepping directly on the hardness. On the ground.

Soil escape? Or is it some kind of tantric secret method?

The woman's perseverance was indeed strong enough. She did not choose to escape, but appeared again behind Su Bai.

It’s just that, time and time again, she obviously irritated Su Bai. She had tolerated her before because Su Bai discovered one thing. There was a wolf totem mark on the woman’s dagger that killed the fat man. The imprint is exactly the same as that on Gyatso’s chest, obviously this woman has a deep relationship with Gyatso;

So for the sake of Gyatso's good-looking face, he didn't directly attack him, but even if Gyatso provokes Su Bai, Su Bai will not give the slightest face, let alone this woman who has nothing to do with Su Bai.

A layer of ice appeared directly between Su Bai and the woman. The woman preparing to attack Su Bai completely lost her abilities. When she was about to retreat and stretch the distance, she was shocked to find that she was both left and right. Ice.

The woman held a dagger in her hand and was about to chip away the ice, but Su Bai did not give her this opportunity. When Su Bai’s hand stretched over, the ice melted directly, and Su Bai easily caught the woman’s Neck, and then began to exert force.

"Puff..."

A mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of the woman's mouth.

At this moment, Su Bai suppressed his impatience and killing intent, and finally forced himself to let go

The woman fell to the ground, clutching her neck and coughing in pain.

"Gyatso, who are you?" Su Bai asked.

The woman raised her head and looked at Su Bai with a touch of surprise,

"Do you know the Lord?"

"Fuck, the little girl in Jiacuo was almost killed."

Fatty stood up at this time, his head was still a little dizzy. In fact, if he hadn't just blocked the blade with his natal weapon, now he might have been cut off by someone else’s head. Fatty would have been It is not the listener who walks through the body to strengthen the flow. The close combat has suffered, and he is really immersed in a feeling of pious belief in these pilgrims just now, and he is naturally not vigilant.

"Gyatso is injured. We are here to help him with some things. You can understand it as revenge." Su Bai took out his mobile phone and clicked on the Gyatso WeChat column, "Do you use a mobile phone?" Or, are you just a killing machine that only knows to hide in the temple?"

This woman ~IndoMTL.com~ is not an audience. Su Bai can clearly feel this, because her fighting skills and experience, and even the way of releasing power, are all products of the kind of hard work. It's a feeling that can only be reflected in the practice since childhood, and the audience does not have the conditions to achieve this. One is that the enhancement of the audience has omitted a lot of time and steps, and the second is that the audience is in the real world. Time is also very tight. Even if it is a Taoist priest or a cultivator, there is no such condition to give you decades or hundreds of years of hard work and enlightenment. Everyone is in a hurry.

Because of this, there have been many listeners who have good reinforcement levels, but can't show much of their own strength. In the last punishment story world, those low-level listeners were forced to improve their strength by the broadcast but faced the real seniors. This is the reason for being slaughtered.

"I am not out of touch with society," the woman said.

"Then look at the chat history between me and Gyatso, you will almost understand the relationship between me and the venerable person in your family."

Su Bai handed the phone to the woman.

Fortunately, Gyatso had chatted with Su Bai when he had nothing to do before. The last time Gyatso went on a wandering trip, he sent Su Bai a series of photos, just to show his identity.

The woman looked at the cell phone chat record for a while, and was a little surprised: "I heard the Venerable mention that he said how many friends he has in the mainland, are you...fat?" The woman looked at the fat and asked.

"Zhang Bayi." The fat man snorted and was almost cut off by a guy who was not an audience. The fat man felt a little blushing himself, and the woman was still a little fan of Gyatso, her face was really embarrassed. .

After that, the woman looked at Su Bai,

"So, are you... mentally ill?"

"..." Su Bai.