Chapter 80 (1/2)

Growing up in the slums, eller is not good at stubbornness. He has a sharp reaction. He has turned over two tables with a whoosh as soon as he moves, and moves the stool position in the shade.

The result of the other party's imitation is that the foothold is high and low, and the front leg bone of one leg is directly knocked on the hard log stool, and the whole person falls into a big horse.

In the process, people obviously heard the crisp ”click” sound, the leg of the leg stuck in the stool leg appeared obvious distortion, the bone stubble of white forest all came out, the blood was like the square fountain, the spray that called a joy.

The hero in the last second becomes a slug in the next second.

Holding his legs lying on the ground howling, combat effectiveness instantly zero.

People can't help but take a breath of air-conditioning, just to see people's scalp numb, eyes fell on the culprit.

Young lobby manager eller was also a little silly. He didn't expect that the trap he set was so powerful that he repeatedly waved his hands and said, ”I can't blame me. You can testify for me. He chased me first, but I didn't touch him.”

”You dare to hurt my brother. You want to die. Brothers copy the guy.” Polante's eyes were red. Now that he saw blood, things could not be done well. He called on his little brother to take out all the murder weapons. Daggers, iron bars and short forks were all things fighting in the street.

”What do you want? Oh My legs, my legs The wounded man lying on the ground cried out in horror.

I don't know when he was surrounded by a young man, an Andes young man. Regardless of his wishes, he pinched his arms twice, and the young wounded immediately found that his two arms were completely useless.

Taking advantage of this Kung Fu, the injured leg completely fell into the other party's arms. There was a click, and the twisted leg returned to its original position. The young wound howled uncontrollably.

The pain even more than before tens of times, regaining consciousness of the hands, frantically patted the ground, ”my legs, my legs.”

He tried to pull his leg out, but his hands were like a rock. No matter how he struggled, he remained motionless and struggled for several seconds. He rolled his eyes and fainted.

”Who are you? What did you do to my brother? ” Polante was frightened and angry.

Anger is that the other side dare to harm their brothers one after another, and they did not put them in the eye.

To his surprise, he didn't see clearly how the tall young Andes appeared. It seemed that in the blink of an eye, the other side had already stood there. Did he have Knight level skills?

This kind of speculation makes polante's heart beating. If the other side really has Knight level skills, he will be able to kick the iron plate this time. He can support the power of a knight level skill, which is not what these rangers who are fighting in the street can provoke.

”Let go of my brother.” The other people were not angry after seeing the shrewd.

”Wang Wang...” An Andes Terrier sprang out and stood in front of them with a grin.

”Scared!” The people were startled. Although the Andes Hound is not as big as a wolfhound, it is also much more powerful than the common terrier. It usually looks like a meek, and once angry, it has a momentum.

”Barton, come back.” Sean gave those Rangers a cold look. ”If you don't want your brother's leg to be cut off, you'd better not act rashly.”

”Stop it all!” Bolante came down in a cold sweat. With only one glance, he could conclude that the other party had definitely entered the knighthood level and began to march towards the Grand Knight level. He had only seen the eyes of the deputy commander of the city guard, who was a real knight.

”Don't worry. He's OK. He just fainted. Eller, you guys, help me carry him to the medical room.” Sean said to his young waiter.

”Yes, boss.” Although eller didn't know what his boss was going to do, he did.

”Be gentle. Don't move his injured leg. I can lift his injured leg. You can help me lift his body.” When he got up, Sean's feet were obviously floating a little, and his forehead was steaming with heat.

It seemed to be easy to break, but actually consumed two-thirds of Sean's energy.

In the process of bone correction, a part of Sean's surgical strength penetrated into the injured leg in a spiritual way. In the process of correction, he further applied force inside the injured leg, including pushing four bone stubbles out of the wound and fixing the position of tendon to prevent further strain of strength.

And fully played the role of gravity, the perfect role of Sean's strength in the wound, the secondary damage to the minimum.

It's strange to say, but the theory is quite simple. It is to use the real-time monitoring of the power of magic on others, which is the focus of Sean's recent research.