Let's just stop here.

Thunder,

His figure disappeared.

"Disappeared?!"

"It's Thunder."

"Do you want to chase?"

"How to chase?"

In this way, Wang Ling disappeared from the eyes of those who were staring at him in one step.

"Tell the people above."

"yes."

Wang Ling carried Jiuzhu all the way north and headed straight to his hometown, where his only concern at level had gone, and not even a piece of loess left. Where his former hometown had turned into scorched earth, but he still wanted to go back and take a look.

Because the weapons in his hand were too obvious, he did not take the highway, but went north along a straight line, taking unusual roads.

"It's lost."

"yes."

"You are many people who are still sensation-based abilities, but they are actually lost."

"He moves too fast, that's thunder."

"I know, then cast a wide net and you can always capture some useful news."

"yes."

......

In winter, the temperature is lower the higher the north. Wang Ling, who has traveled thousands of miles, doesn’t feel cold, but he is a little hungry.

"I have to find a place to eat."

This is no longer an insect-hit area. People's lives are not greatly affected by insect-hit, and they are still peaceful and peaceful.

Eat,

Wang Ling discovered another problem, he didn't even bring money.

"Do you want to have a tycoon meal?"

Wang Ling looked at the restaurant not far away, sheep head soup, and smelled it from afar and made people feel appetite.

"Go and have a look first."

After pressing the long cast in his hand to the hard ground, the whole iron rod was directly buried underground. After all, carrying such an iron rod was too conspicuous, and it was obvious to those who were following him. Come on, come on, I am here.

The mutton restaurant is not big. You can see a big pot when you enter the door, rolling with milky white hot flowers, and it looks like an old soup.

"Boss, cut two pounds of mutton."

"Okay, wait."

Dada, fast muscles, then put them in two large bowls, then scoop the milky white old soup, and a teenager who looked only in his teenage years brought it up.

"Thank you." Wang Ling took the big bowl and soaked the big cake. He didn't care about the heat and started to eat it.

"Be careful," the boy reminded softly.

"It's okay. Thank you." Wang Ling looked back at the young man and felt more and more embarrassed.

"What will I say later?"

"What's wrong with your face?" After a closer look, Wang Ling found that the face on one side of the boy was a little red and swollen.

"No, it's okay."

Crying, at this time, the door of the mutton restaurant opened, and a man who looked like a big horse monkey walked in, his eyes gloomy. When he saw the man, the boy's body trembled without being trembling. He seemed extremely scared.

“Food meat.”

"Master Lin is here, Xiao Ling, go get the cake." The meat-cutting master walked out from behind the chopping board, holding a large bowl of soup in his hand, and limped his legs.

“Your cake.”

The man surnamed Lin took a sip of the soup.

Puff, he raised his head and vomited directly on the lame man.

"It's so hot. How do I drink it?"

He raised his hand and slapped the man to the ground.

As long as you are not blind, you can tell that you are looking for trouble.

"I'll change it for you right away."

"What's the point of your wife?"

"She has not come back yet after she has returned."

"Damn it, I'm playing tricks on me." The man surnamed Lin raised his hand and wanted to beat him, but Wang Ling grabbed him tightly.

"Who are you?!" The man waited and looked at Wang Ling, "If you don't want to die, just go to the side..."

A crack, a crisp sound.

Ah, a scream.

Wang Ling squeezed his wrist bones into pieces with a little force. Then he picked up a rag on the table and stuffed them directly into his mouth. He turned around and looked at the stunned father and son.

"What's going on?"

"He, he bullies us." The young man who supported his father said in grief and anger.

"He fell in love with my wife, always came to find trouble, and even hit my leg a lame." The middle-aged man said helplessly.

"Didn't you call the police?"

"He is a mutant and has something to do with people in the police station."

"Eat a king's meal in broad daylight, bullying the weak, and wanting to force the women to steal the civilians. Is there any law of the king? Is there any law?"

Wang Ling was extremely angry and raised his hand and slapped the man surnamed Lin three times.

Pa, pa, pa.

Wang Ling slapped the man directly to the door. Seeing this, the young man opened the door quickly. Wang Ling slapped him more than ten meters away, and threw him heavily to the ground. He turned around and returned to the store regardless of the person's life or death.

"I won't cause you any trouble, right?"

"It's okay, I won't do this business anymore, I'll go back to the countryside."

"Well, that's fine." After Wang Ling finished speaking, he walked directly outside, picked up the man named Lin, and threw it out. He flew hundreds of meters away in the air and hit a wall. Puff, his whole body turned into a pool of flesh and blood like a pool of mud on the wall.

"Well, I didn't bring any money," Wang Ling returned to the mutton restaurant after doing all this, scratching his head, and said to the middle-aged man embarrassedly.

"It's okay, you can eat it, I'll treat it."

"Okay." Wang Ling sat there and lowered his head to eat mutton.

"If you want to leave, leave quickly, and you will be in trouble when you finish."

"Why."

Wang Ling quickly filled his stomach, and then watched the father and son pack up their things from the side. Woo, a police car drove over from a distance. It was obvious that someone noticed the man who suddenly fell to death on the wall.

“What’s going on?”

Looking at the bloody and terrifying scene hanging on the wall, the police officers who received the report were stunned.

Come on, ask about the report.

When they asked the person who reported the case, they were even more shocked. The man said that the man flew suddenly and hit the wall, and then fell into a meat paste. It was obvious that the impact was extremely fast, and even the hard wall broke into a spider-web-like crack.

"Captain, do you think it was because he flew too fast and was narrowed by the wind and sand. He didn't see this building and was hit and killed by himself?" said a policeman.

"It's hard for you, you can think of such nonsense reasons."

"Check his identity first and see if he has an ID card."

After hearing the order, the police suppressed the disgust and climbed up through the fire ladder. They took out a wallet from his clothes that were already mixed with flesh and blood, and then confirmed the person's ten.

"Lin Hao, this is not the brother-in-law of the deputy director, why is the deceased here?"

"Such a scum, a scum, is so novel. Who did such a good thing?"

The captain looked at the police officer beside him who was talking about running the train like an idiot.

"Well, captain, I heard that this scum is not a guy who is a mutant, he can't fly, right?"

"No, but we are some of us busy. This guy died very soon!"

On the other side, Wang Ling squatted beside the road, waiting for the father and son of the mutton restaurant to lock the door and leave. After waiting for a while, he didn't see anyone except a few idle people. Then he felt relieved. He walked to the side, reached out to explore, and then pulled out Jujiuzhu from the ground, resisted on his shoulders, and continued on his way.

"I am a wolf from the north, walking in the vast wilderness..."
To be continued...