Conan: The worse I get, the stronger I get

"As the saying goes, a husband and wife for a hundred days, Miwako, you won't be going to eat dry wipes and not recognize people."

"Believe it or not, I called the police."

Qin Feng's tone was aggrieved, as if he was the victim.

When Miwako Sato heard this, her confused expression instantly dissipated, and she only felt that her teeth itched badly.

Listen, is this human talk, this bastard.

"I'll let you roll."

She grabbed the pillow next to her and smashed it viciously towards Qin Feng.

The heart that was still empty just now was instantly filled with an unknown emotion.

Qin Feng casually took the pillow and shook his head: "You really don't plan to be responsible for me, since that's the case, change me to be responsible."

After that, the palm infused with inner strength grabbed Miwako Sato.

"What are you going to do?"

"If you dare to continue doing that kind of thing, I will fight with you..." The

voice became quieter and quieter.

Miwako Sato only felt a warm current pouring into her body, and her body, which was obviously exhausted just now, was significantly relieved.

She couldn't help but let out a snort.

Then he reacted quickly, biting his red lip to avoid making that shameful sound again.

After a while, the expected scene did not appear, and Qin Feng let go of his hand.

Miwako Sato's face turned red, and she was slightly surprised to see this.

Make sure your inner strength has been planted.

Qin Feng clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Why, can't you bear it."

"Hurry up, or I can't guarantee that I won't tell me about it."

Miwako Sato turned her head and did not dare to look at Qin Feng at all.

In my heart, I was quite discouraged and confused, what was wrong with me.

"Okay, I'll just go, the injuries on your body have been healed by me, rest well."

"By the way, what I said before is true, I will go to see my mother-in-law when I return."

As soon as the words fell, Qin Feng left a strawberry print on Miwako Sato's lips with lightning speed, and left quickly.

Looking at the empty hotel suite, plus a mess with a little damp bedding, Miwako Sato sat dumbfounded.

With a confused gaze, she subconsciously touched the corner of her lips, which was a completely different feeling from before.

If she was not forced, she would definitely think that she and the other party were a real couple.

Coming to the bathroom and looking at the strawberry marks on her body one after another, Miwako Sato's face showed abruptness.

She finally knew where the wounds came from.

.......

Qin Feng walked alone on the bustling streets of New York, humming an unknown ditty in his mouth.

A trace of guilt rose in his heart that did not come.

No, it's too depraved.

No wonder others say that Gentle Township is a hero's grave.

It was just one day, and he even had the idea of never blowing up the hexagon again and living his whole life in peace.

How does this work.

Abstinence for ten first... Three days, otherwise he would have to get lost in the gentle country and lose his bloody nature.

This is a taboo in martial arts.

The color is a bone scraper, remember carefully.

Qin Feng secretly admonished himself, and immediately opened the system panel.

I saw that the value of justice that had been cleared had risen to ten points.

Seeing this, Qin Feng was quite satisfied.

He subconsciously added all the justice values to the attribute.

You can think of the plus sign that disappeared after the previous attribute reached ten o'clock.

He understood that ten points was a threshold, and then he wanted to increase the required justice value directly turned over by ten, that is, ten justice points, in order to increase a little attribute.

After staring at it for a long time, Qin Feng's gaze fell on the skill.

I saw that a plus sign also appeared in the rear of many skill skills, and he chose one without hesitation.

[Ding, consume ten justice points, and the entry-level breathing method will be upgraded to beginner. ] Feeling

the surging internal strength in his body, Qin Feng estimated it.

With his current physique and internal strength, it seems that he is no longer afraid of ordinary firearms.

It made him smack.

This turned out to be the elementary level.

Is it a systematic perversion, or a perversion of your own ancestral nameless breathing method.

It's a system.

Qin Feng was happy in his heart, and felt that it was time to explore the mechanism of the system.

After all, a good justice system can actually obtain justice points through hand-to-hand combat.

This is.

So Qin Feng had a bold guess.

The emotion of justice, in the final analysis, is an idealism.

His hero, my enemy.

Where is there any absolute justice in this world, in the final analysis, it is the ass that decides the head.

With a hundred years of hatred from a past life, coupled with the ideas instilled by parents since childhood.

In Qin Feng's opinion, all foreign races were enemies.

With the hatred of the country and the family, no matter what he did to these foreign races, Qin Feng did not have the slightest guilt.

He thought in his heart that he was doing the right thing and was on the right side.

After all, some of what they're doing now, these guys did decades ago, and even more.

Looking at the pedestrians on the street, Qin Feng couldn't help but breathe heavily, and a faint light flashed in his eyes.

If the speculation is true... He is not an indiscriminate murderer.

These are all living justice values.

No, you have to find someone to experiment with.

Qin Feng's mood was agitated, and he began to visually test the candidates.

It's just that this is a big public after all, and before he blew up the hexagon, it was really difficult to make a public move, so as not to attract the attention of the FBI.

Therefore, after half a ring, Qin Feng did not find the right person.

Until he passed through an alley, his extreme human hearing made him keenly aware of movement.

Look left and right to make sure there are no cameras around.

Only then did he smile and disappear into a dark alley.

"Who are you, help... Help..." A

Chinese of an ocean resounded in the alley.

This tone made the corners of Qin Feng's mouth twitch, and he felt that the system translated a good stretch.

Qin Feng was already unable to complain.

He held his head in his hands and continued to hum a ditty in his mouth, expecting that he would see some scenes that were not suitable for children after entering.

Who knows, a thin white man with silver hair is holding a gun and pointing a woman who is already unconscious.

Depending on the situation, the trigger will be pulled right away.

It turned out to be not an eighteen forbidden picture, bad review.

Qin Feng casually kicked a stone at his feet and shouted, "Hey, stop, let me come." "

Ugh!"

The man screamed in pain, and a sharp pain came from his hand.

The clenched pistol fell to the ground.

"What are you?"

The man looked wary and stepped back without a trace to pick up the gun on the ground.

Qin Feng was too lazy to take care of him, and kicked a gravel again, but this time it was aimed at the man's eyeballs.

As long as it hits, it will be nailed directly down his eye socket into the brain.

But at this moment, the abnormality suddenly appeared.

Gunshots rang out.

A tongue of fire suddenly flew out and burrowed directly into the white man's chest.

Enchanting blood flowers bloomed, and two holes appeared on the man's body almost at the same time.

"Yes, are there still people who rob people's heads?"