Strategy to Capture Men

Han Yanyan is actually a bit strange. Before the last world met Zheng Zheng, all other people's behavior patterns were almost predictable. She was equivalent to opening the sky. As long as you don't reach out blindly, things will develop steadily.

But now, the information given in her head does not make her predict what will happen next. Is this a bug in the electronic voice?

Han Yanyan was slightly anxious in her heart. She secretly recharged, staring vigilantly at the men who were approaching the encirclement, and whoever prepared to shoot first, she would use the ice system to attack anyone. As for how strong this power is and whether she can stop the other's behavior, she has no idea at all.

A large fireball suddenly shot over, and the skirt of the white sarong burned. Han Yanyan's response was very quick, and immediately he used a water system ability that was not very skilled to extinguish the fire. But the second fireball had arrived, Han Yanyan's pupils shrank, his slender waist dexterously swung, and escaped the fireball dangerously.

She turned to look at him, the man kicked by her crotch had stood up again, covering the bird with one hand and waving the other hand, a fireball shot at Han Yanyan.

The man's eyes were fierce, and his mouth scolded and grinned, "Smelly table! Shameless! See that I can't kill you!"

Compared to Han Yanyan's two knife operations, this man is obviously much more skilled in manipulating his fire system. He shakes his hand is a fireball.

This time Han Yanyan couldn't avoid it, and her skirt caught fire again. Although she was immediately destroyed by water, a hole was burned out, and the slim and tight thighs were faintly visible.

The other men did not enclose again, but stepped back with a smile, leaving room for the man to play cat and mouse games.

Han Yanyan avoided two or three fireballs, her skirt was inevitably burnt, and a pair of beautiful legs could not be hidden. The men whistled and yelled, "Be careful, don't burn her!" The girl had fair and delicate skin, and it was a pity that she burned everywhere.

Han Yanyan swooped awkwardly, avoiding a fireball, and the man rolled twice on the ground to the stall where the knives were sold.

The middle-aged man selling knives changed slightly as she held up her body. Han Yanyan looked at him, his black eyes were like two ponds of water. The middle-aged man's lips were slightly frizzy, but in the end he said nothing.

The fire-based man's power control was very precise. Just now his fireball wiped off the fabric on one side of Han Yanyan's shoulders. Han Yanyan stood up and could only hold his chest with his hands to prevent it from going out.

The middle-aged man selling knives quickly picked up the four corners of the rag, wrapped his things in a ball, and quietly retreated and disappeared.

The fire department man played a fireball in his hand and yelled, "Aren't you terrific? You run away?"

Han Yanyan said nothing, stood up and hugged his chest and rushed in a certain direction. A man approaching that direction stretched his arms out to block and laughed in his mouth: "Ah, hey, are you really running?"

The man hadn't finished speaking, but his eyes flashed suddenly, his mind was twitched, and he leaned back instinctively. Han Yanyan just hugged the fruit knife hidden under his chest and swiped up from the man's ribs to the chest, flying up a string of blood beads. The man yelled and fell back a few steps.

Han Yanyan took the opportunity to break through the encirclement.

She still had a knife in her hand, and the crowd on the street receded, and Han Yanyan rushed straight towards the street.

Another companion of the man in the fire department scolded, holding his hands together, and a white electric ball the size of a basketball appeared with a stabbing noise in his hands. He pushed hard, and the electric light ball stunned at the running Han Yanyan.

The people on the sidelines exclaimed, and then the exclamation stopped abruptly as if they were suddenly pinched around their necks!

Han Yanyan heard the exclamation and knew that there was danger behind him. She looked back instinctively, and her breath suddenly stopped!

The purple thunder and lightning were intertwined into a grid, blocking the white electro-optic ball behind her!

The purple power grid was less than half a arm away from her, crackling loudly, so powerful that she couldn't breathe. Han Yanyan took a big step back subconsciously. The white electric ball collided with the purple power grid and exploded! The people who had just been pinched their necks just exclaimed again.

Han Yanyan's arm covered her head and face, and when the shock wave of the explosion dispersed, she lowered her arm and opened her eyes. The white electro-optic ball disappeared, but the purple power grid continued to stay for a few seconds before disappearing.

Whether it was a man in the fire department and his companions, or people watching on the street, at this time they did not go to Han Yanyan, and their eyes were all looking in the same direction.

Han Yanyan followed their gaze and looked in that direction.

On the other side of the road, a man stood under a street lamp, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at it indifferently. Under the light, his face was blurred, without saying a word, the aura had overwhelmed everyone.

Awesome.

Around him, several men surround him, such as the stars and moons. Compared to the look of awe and horror on the side of the onlookers, these men all looked relaxed, as if they had just watched a good show.

Han Yanyan finally understood why the pre-feeding information was so small this time, and why the behavior patterns of these people she met were unpredictable.

She saw him at first glance and knew who he was.

It turned out that Ding Yao, the man she wanted to attack, the biggest variable in the world, was here from the beginning!

Compared to the long and routine background of the previous world, there is no foreplay in this world. When she stepped out of the alley and stepped on this street, she went straight to the show!

Although I do n’t know why the previous world failed and caused the world to collapse, Han Yanyan ’s heart has left a shadow. This time, just ten minutes into the world, he had to face the host, Han Yanyan could not help but take a deep breath, trying to relieve his heart rate that was too fast.

"Ding, Boss Ding!" The fire-ridden man ran across the road with sweat. He was kicked by Han Yanyan, and his running posture was a bit weird. When he approached, he didn't dare to get too close. He nodded his head a few meters apart: "This woman collected the money and didn't work. Let us teach her ... "

With a slam, the man ignored him, hit the lighter, and lit a cigarette. Under the faint light, Han Yanyan saw a face with deep facial features and tough lines across a not too wide road.

There were so many people on the street, and the night market before Mingming was still noisy. At this moment, the man lowered his cigarette and lit a cigarette, and there was a quiet breath in a street.

Fire man sweating on the forehead.

In Nanling City, there are more than 20 thunder abilities. His companions are already good players, and the electric ball formed is only white and slightly cyan. Since the purple thunderbolt broke out, he has only seen one person, the head of the Thunder team, Ding Yao in front of him.

The so-called clan at the beginning was nothing more than a group of survivors in the last days who were close to each other and interdependent. In the early days of the last days, the zombie virus broke out first, and slowly people began to show various abilities. At first they were weak, and then they gradually became stronger. In the process, many weak people were eliminated ruthlessly, becoming flesh and blood in the mouth of the zombies. Gradually, the strong moved closer to the strong, and a team with powerful combat power appeared.

The word "clan" did not know which of the two diseases was called the first export, and slowly everyone called it like that. Those groups gathered by the strong have named their clan one by one, and gradually have the strength and weakness. In Nanling City, there are hundreds of teams, large and small, after all, three people can call themselves a team. But among these large and small teams, the most powerful is Ding Yao's Thunder team.

The reason why Ding Yao was called the "captain" rather than the "captain" was because the Thunder, besides being the strongest, was also the largest team with hundreds of people and all strong players. Ding Yao and his brothers can definitely walk sideways in Nanling. You must know that this world has no king law, and people can not only kill zombies, but also kill people.

It is only a few seconds to light a cigarette, but it is as difficult as a few hours for a fire department man. During the time from when the lighter was turned on to when it was closed, his brain turned quickly.

Ding Yao shot just now. Why did Ding Yao shoot? Does Ding Yao know this woman? Is this woman Ding Yao's woman?

Because I don't know exactly, I feel uncomfortable in my heart, like a sword hanging from my head. The man turned pale.

Fortunately, the cigarette was finally finished. Ding Yao closed the lighter and drew it into his pants pocket, exhaled a white cigarette, raised his eyes and glanced at Han Yanyan.

"Pretty pretty," he said.

The fire department man was relieved. A smile piled up on his face: "Looking like a newcomer, water and ice, but weak, very useless. It's good luck for her to meet you."

Ding Yao bit the cigarette and glanced at him.

The man in the fire department nodded and said, "Let her follow you, then, we, that ..."

Ding Yao stopped looking at him, and said "um" from his nasal cavity.

The fire department man was pardoned, and his companions helped the injured one and left in a hurry. After leaving this street, he stopped and wiped his cold sweats: "I was scared to death, I thought I accidentally touched Ding Yao's woman."

Fortunately not.

Han Yanyan watched the fire department man leave, and then heard Ding Yao say to her, "... come over."

His voice was low and magnetic, and his speed of speech was not sloppy, but the meaning of the commands in the words could not be disobeyed. People on the street avoided the men subtly, trying to pretend to be natural, and did not dare to watch Ding Yao's lively.

No one was able to help Han Yanyan just now, and now there is no one.

Han Yanyan walked over holding a fruit knife. Although she was protecting her arms with her arms, her skirt was burnt out, and her slender legs appeared and disappeared. The men's eyes fell on those tight and seductive legs.

The same goes for Ding Yao.

"Boss, this girl is good. Take her back." A round-faced man behind him said with a smile. While talking, he looked around Han Yanyan's thighs and waist, with an obvious desire.

Han Yanyan said nothing, staring silently at Ding Yao, but his hand holding the fruit knife was tight.

The night was dark, and Ding Yao's eyes had a terrifying light. The man's eyes rubbed her body from bottom to top, spit out white smoke, and said, "Come with us, eat three meals every day, no more than five brothers a day."