Heaven Awakening Path Chapter 757: Dragon team

"The attack hit here, but it is not a fatal injury here. 3.Fastest" The body lying on the ground was turned over and said touching its chest.

"Not a fatal injury, but a fatal blow." The other person squatting across the street, performing Ability discrimination and sweeping the body, said with certainty, "As for the fatal injury, it can be said that as long as it is the key Where there are injuries, they add up to become fatal ... what is this Sound's Soul? Sound's Soul Ability with such a heavy method? "

"Heavy maneuver Ability?" The person who checked the front chest shook his head and pointed at the front chest to attack the hit area. "This is just a Flying Sound Slash."

"How is that possible?" The man who was performing his discrimination immediately returned to the corpse's chest.

Flying Sound Slash?

He was surprised, not because of how famous the Ability is, but rather because the Ability is too ordinary and too ordinary. As long as the members of the dragon team are Sound's Soul and linking up, it is easy to master this Ability, but few people I will waste my time and energy on such a small area Third Level Ability.

But now, it's such a low-level Ability that they can't look down on causing such terrible injuries, killing people who will definitely not take this Ability seriously.

Ju Fang.

Lu Ping Several people didn't even ask, but they all knew the name. Like them, they are part of the Dragon team, but they are more difficult and out of tune than the independent and special people. However, this person's ability is not false. At that time, he committed a serious crime in the jurisdiction of Prosperous Phoenix Empire. The three major jurisdictions dispatched expert(s) to seize it. He did not hide, and broke a **** road. Later fleeing into the territory of Dark Arms Empire was also troublesome. Later, after encountering the Ambitious Spirit City dragon, he was accepted into the dragon team, but still alone. Because the fierce name is outside, even the dragon team dare not easily provoke this thorn, who would have thought that it would be so easy to die on this cold street.

"Maybe there are other ways to limit his actions?"

The one who made another round of discrimination but shook his head slightly, he found no trace. But maybe it's just a way to leave no trace? He thought while standing up, but his eyes fell on the boss who hadn't dared to move since they came.

"You, see what you say, tell me everything." He pointed to the boss behind him.

"Yes, sir!" The boss bowed in a hurry, and hurriedly said everything he saw and heard. After listening, they finally showed a little relief.

"It's quite unexpected when you hit."

"Ju Fang must not have expected such a decisive shot."

"But this distance ..." After looking at the distance between the wooden table and Ju lying on the ground, the two looked at each other and nodded together. I left without saying a word.

The boss who wanted to close the stall early didn't move. His expression looked a little numb. He looked towards the street and saw another figure coming to this side.

This is ... the fifth wave, right?

The boss counts. After Lu Ping and others left, someone traced this one after another. The two who have just left are the fourth wave. Now if this one is also following this, it is the fifth wave.

Several waves of people, some are ragged and some are well-dressed; some are fierce and evil, and some are indifferent, but the behavior after coming here is quite consistent: look at the corpse, ask questions, and chase away.

They seem to be companions who died on the ground, but no one cares about him walking on the street, and there is no relevant explanation to the boss. It made the boss wonder whether he was already reported to the police at the moment.

After sending off waves after waves, the boss is not as panicked as before. He waited quietly for the man who seemed to be the fifth wave.

This wave is only one person, a fat man who looks harmless to humans and animals. He didn't look at the dead body on the ground, but walked straight to the boss and said cheerfully, "Boss, come to a bowl of noodles."

"Ah?" Boss, isn't this the First Path person, but a guest? But how can ordinary guests see the individual lying on the ground so indifferent?

"Come on the bowl." The fat man repeated his request at this time.

"Okay, ok. What do you want?" the boss asked.

The fat man looked at the menu hanging on the wall very seriously, and finally made up his mind: "Come on the bowl of beef noodles, use the biggest bowl."

"Okay." The boss didn't dare to neglect. But the noodle bowl here is not that big or small, so he had to put more noodles, cut more meat, and fill a bowl full. Looking at the fat man, it was actually from the table where the five people sat before Lu Ping and did not even come to the bowl.

"Noodles are here!" The boss did not dare to give birth to a stick, and after snorting, he put the bowl of beef noodles in a larger amount.

The fat man looks very satisfied, his eyes are almost sinking into the fat with a smile. After dragging the double chopsticks, I snorted and ate, the noodles were still sliced ​​beef, and I sent the chopsticks to my mouth for one second. I did n’t stop seeing it for a second. It was a bowl of noodles. Bottom is facing the sky. The boss is a bit silly. Where is the noodles? This is clearly swallowing.

The fat man finished his face showed a contented smile, and then his eyes fell on the other five noodle bowls on the table.

This is the leftover noodles of the five of Lu Ping. Before the boss comes to clean up, the first wave of the Dragon team has arrived. But the four waves of people looked at the corpse and asked him about the process, but never paid attention to the five bowls of noodles.

Five bowls of noodles, half of the two bowls are left, two bowls have some residual soup, and one bowl, but there is not even a drop of soup, very clean and thorough, the fat man became interested in this bowl.

"Did anyone lick this bowl?" he asked.

"Ah?" The boss choked and walked over. The five remaining bowls didn't even pay much attention to him. Taking a closer look, I found that the bowl was really clean, just as washed.

"How does he eat?" The fat man asked the boss.

"He ... eats very seriously!" The boss tried hard to think about it, eventually using the description of seriousness, and then felt extremely appropriate.

"Eat seriously, this is good!" the fat man praised, and then glanced at the other four bowls, twitching his nose from time to time.

At last, he glanced at the corpse underground, and asked casually, "What do they say to that guy?"

"They?"

"These people have been here before," said the fat man.

"They ... they were a little surprised, they said it was just a blow, called Flying Sound Slash." The boss really remembers, after all, the previous four waves, except for the first wave, which was also a single-handed, unattended conversation, and the rest had dialogue with each other , Flying Sound Slash, a term that is unfamiliar to him, after listening to it three times, he finally wrote it down.

"Apart from that, is there any difference?" the fat man asked again.

The boss shook his head.

"What about their numbers?" the fat man asked again.

"The first wave was one person, then three came, and then the two waves were two, and then you." The boss said.

"Okay." The fat man nodded and waved his hands, leaving a few pennies on the table.

"You can close the stall, and no one will come again." He finished, and followed in the same direction as the previous waves.