Super God Knight Evolution

An Lan was silent for two seconds and removed the build armor, but still held the smoke gun in his hand.

Is this going to stop?

Just when Qiangwei and Liu Chuang breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the matter was over, they suddenly saw a strange smile on An Lan's handsome face.

"Oh hehehehe..."

An Lan smiled and raised his right leg and stepped heavily on Liu Chuang's heart. With his left hand, he took out the locked full bottle and filled it into the cartridge slot of the smoke gun. He stared down at Liu Chuang and asked with a smile: "Why,

So serious? "

The fixed lock full bottle has the characteristics of blocking special abilities and incapacitating weapons. An Lan is not sure whether it is useful for the third-generation divine body, but according to his speculation, it should be somewhat useful.

"What?"

Liu Chuang, who breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly became nervous again, and Qiangwei beside him had doubts in his heart. He had no idea why An Lan asked this question.

Although this is consistent with the description of An Lan in the file, he has a moody personality and is suspected of being schizophrenic.

An Lan slowly squatted down with one foot on Liu Chuang's heart, reached out with his left hand, pinched Liu Chuang's cheeks, opened his mouth, and then pushed the barrel of the smoke gun filled with a locking bottle into it.

With a weird smile on his face, he repeated what he just said: "I ask, why are you so serious?"

Liu Chuang, who was extremely nervous, didn't know how to answer and couldn't answer. His brain was already filled with panic. He had just seen the power of the smoke gun. This was by no means an ordinary toy gun.

Anyone who is held up by a pistol that is as powerful as an anti-aircraft missile will be nervous and frightened. At this time, Liu Chuang did not even dare to breathe or swallow his saliva.

The fear of death oppressed Liu Chuang and made him feel infinite regret.

In the past, Liu Chuang refused to change despite repeated admonitions because he knew that there was a mysterious force protecting him. As long as he did not do anything particularly harmful, he would not die. He was confident.

But this time is different.

An Lan had the ability to kill him and the idea of ​​killing him, at least in Liu Chuang's opinion. He was panicked and scared. Now he was not a super soldier, just a super gangster.

Qiangwei on the side also stared at An Lan's finger on the trigger as if facing a formidable enemy, ready to use the wormhole ability to save people at any time.

Just as both of them were extremely nervous, An Lan suddenly reached into his trouser pocket with his free left hand, took out a cigarette and put it into his mouth, and then reached for the lighter again.

Liu Chuang, who was oppressed by the fear of death, subconsciously touched his trouser pocket, trying to take out a lighter and light it for An Lan. Then he realized that his lighter had been burned by the hot air when he fell.

An Lan took out a lighter, lowered his head and lit the cigarette, with a trace of reminiscence and confusion in his eyes. He smoked a cigarette and talked about the past: "You know, I hate people like you very much, even more than you think."

Liu Chuang, who was shouting about the barrel of a gun, nodded slightly and said in his heart, I know, hell, I'm being held up by a black-tech gun right now.

"That was seven or eight years ago, many years ago anyway."

An Lan took another puff and flicked the cigarette ashes, and continued: "I was probably studying at that time, and I was still a very thin boy, not as powerful as I am now.

Qian Zhongshu said that for a boy in adolescence, he probably has more girls in his heart than the Emperor's Three Palaces and Sixth Courtyard, and his thoughts about women are more dirty than the toilet. But at the same time, he is yearning for the purest and most beautiful love.

I was about fifteen or sixteen years old at that time, Zhimu Shaoai, had entered puberty, and had a girl I liked. That girl should be one year younger than me, and I started studying later.

So beautiful girl. "

Liu Chuang and Qiangwei held their breath and listened quietly. The latter had already vaguely guessed the ending.

It started so wonderfully and can be remembered by An Lan to this day, so the ending must be a tragedy.

An Lan continued: "One day after leaving school, I went home as usual.

On the way home, I saw that girl surrounded by a dozen people in an alley. Can you imagine the scene at that time?

I wanted to save her, but I was so scared. There were more than ten of them, and everyone was taller and stronger than me. They looked fierce, and I was still very thin at the time.

I was afraid. Instead of rushing forward and fighting the dozen or so people, I borrowed a mobile phone to report to the police, and then called the principal of our school.

Then I ran away from there. I was such a coward that I didn't even dare to say let go of that girl. "

Having said this, An Lan smoked another cigarette, his eyes sad as if reminiscing.

"What happened next?"

Qiangwei couldn't wait to ask, feeling slightly awkward and curious at the same time, wanting to know the ending of the story.

"A week later, she transferred. From that day on, I never saw that girl again."

Qiangwei was silent.

The principal and police must have arrived a step too late. The girl had already suffered some irreversible damage, so they had to transfer her.

An Lan also found the reason why he hates Liu Chuang so much. With such experience, how could he have a good impression of Liu Chuang, a man who harasses women?

only……

Qiangwei always felt a sense of déjà vu when listening to the story An Lan told. There is also a vague feeling of awkwardness, as if this story was made up or tampered with by An Lan.

This subtle awkward feeling was quickly forgotten by Qiangwei.

She slowly stepped forward a few steps, gently patted An Lan's shoulder, and comforted him with some pity and some heartache: "My condolences.

The past cannot be reversed, but the future can be changed. Give yourself a chance, and give Liu Chuang a chance. I believe he will definitely turn over a new leaf."

"Yeah."

Liu Chuang nodded impatiently, his mouth blocked by the gun barrel. Would he not nod but shake his head?

An Lan glanced at Qiangwei, then lowered his head and stared at Liu Chuang. He seemed to be convinced and slowly stood up, and the hand holding the smoke gun also fell to the side of his thigh.

"Can I trust you?" An Lan asked softly.

"Brother, don't worry!"

Liu Chuang, who escaped a disaster, cried with joy, and promised hurriedly: "I, Liu Chuang, will definitely reform myself and turn over a new leaf, and never do those bad things of stealing and committing crimes again.

Just forgive me this time!"

"Yeah, I believe you." An Lan smiled and nodded.

Huh!

Qiangwei and Liu Chuang breathed a sigh of relief. Damn, they finally convinced this moody evil star.

Just as the two of them were relaxing, An Lan suddenly raised the smoke gun again, pulled the trigger and fired a shot at Liu Chuang's chest.

"Boom!"

Liu Chuang, who had just regained consciousness, was blasted dozens of meters away by this shell. His physical strength was exhausted again, and the Noxing War God gene crashed again.

[Warning, system abnormality, energy exhausted...]

[Warning, system abnormality, energy exhausted...]

"Ahahahaha..."

An Lan turned the smoke gun and put it back into the dark plane. He laughed wildly and patted the nervous Qiangwei on the shoulder, then turned and walked towards the police station.

"Don't worry, you won't die."

As for why there are so many English words in this chapter, I can only say that it must be done for some reason.