Super Lolita Cultivation System

Bastard Mao Zhuangzhuang happened to be standing next to the window when a human body was kicked up from the ground like a football. The two of them didn't react to anything. They just subconsciously avoided the thing flying in front of them.

In the blink of an eye, he quickly squatted down, and whoosh, the bastard's wig was wiped off by the humanoid object that flew past his scalp.

His big, smooth head was exposed. The bastard touched the top of his head, quickly picked up the wig from the ground and put it on.

He stretched his head and looked out the window. The masked man just now was lying in the yard outside, twisting and turning on the ground, clutching his chest.

The bastard gritted his teeth, resenting his wig being rubbed off, and jumped out of the window, punching and kicking the masked man who was helpless on the ground.

Quietly, so quietly you can hear a pin drop. Xiaoka is only a few years old, about one meter tall, wearing a white baseball cap. The posture of kicking off just now seems to be still in front of him, with a cold expression on his face every time.

The individual's eyes are enlarged.

Whoosh, whoosh

Before the group of people had time to digest the scene just now, and still maintained the same actions in shock, Xiaoka had already taken action again.

A punch, a seemingly light uppercut, the masked man who seemed to be the leader facing the door was hit hard by the punch. As soon as he made the bending action, Xiaoka made another upward kick.

The man flew out on his back without bending down. He came in through the gate and went out through the gate. He flew out and hung on the trees outside the yard.

After hanging up, I didn't see the man making any other movements. He must have fainted.

Ning Yi leaned on the sofa and watched Xiao Ka punch and kick two people in such a short period of time. Xiao Ka actually didn't use much force and it was all about saving energy.

However, trajectory, swing, utilizing the speed of space nodes, and making full use of other methods can create this terrifying effect without much power.

In other people's eyes, they couldn't see Xiao Ka's punches or kicks at all. They could only see him flashing, a white baseball cap getting bigger in front of their eyes, and then he flew out.

As for where it was hit? After it flew out, my whole body hurt and I couldn’t tell.

Mao Zhuangzhuang squatted there holding his head, his little eyes widened. He thought about how powerful his master would be in the future, but he never thought he would be so powerful!

Is this still a human being? Oh, bah, bah, bah, this is disrespectful to the master. This is not something he can understand.

Originally, the few remaining people were still worried about whether they could survive the night, but Xiaoka's punch and kick just now made them forget their worries, and they could only open their mouths in amazement.

When I was a gangster in the past, I always said that personal strength is not worth bragging about, because no matter how powerful you are, if a group of people beat you up, it will still be the result of being hacked to death with knives and beaten to death with sticks.

But it was clear that Xiaoka had broken their years of understanding. A dozen people surrounded him and beat him? Can they beat him even to a corner of his clothes?

The answer is no.

Xiaoka quickly took care of two people. Those two people could be said to have been ill-prepared and caused trouble by their love rivals. The remaining people were well-prepared and finally became wary of Xiaoka.

But they were well prepared, but they just raised the hammer in their hands, and then with a simple blow from Xiaoka, they flew up in a swish, coming back the way they came and going where they went.

Sixteen people, but twenty shots were taken. Xiaoka straightened his baseball cap that was a little crooked during the fight with an expressionless face, and then returned to the original position, sitting exactly in the concave position that had not fully popped out.

The corner of the sofa that came back.

Mao Zhuangzhuang's eyes shone, he was so cool, he was such a master! His crouching knees just bent, and he knelt down with a disgusting smile on his face and softly called out: "Master, are you tired? I'll give you a massage."

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With him taking the lead, others were also rushing to be the first. Xiaoka just snorted, and the lively group of people fell silent.

Xiao Ka's skin texture will definitely be noticed after touching it, so he has no intention of letting anyone touch his skin and muscles.

Ning Yi stood up and looked at the people in all directions outside the yard who had been beaten out by Xiaoka. He greeted them: "We've seen the excitement. Now go tie up all the people outside and throw them over. You don't want to know about them."

Who is he?"

The bastard had already beaten the first person who flew out to the point of dying. He tied the person up, carried him in, and slapped him on the ground.

"Cough cough cough" The man on the ground twitched and coughed heartbreakingly.

The others followed suit, tying them up and beating them, dragging the sixteen masked men who had just barged in majestically like dogs to death.

It was such an exciting quick battle where one person could challenge a group of people, but Xiao Lan fell into a drowsy sleep. She has been sleeping a lot lately.

Ning Yi poked her and said: "Xiao Lan, wake up."

Xiaolan turned over, her belly bulging. She opened her eyes and said in a muffled voice: "Dad? The fight is over so quickly. Is the fighting power so low? Xiaolan still wants to take a rest, okay?"

When Ning Yi heard that Xiao Lan wanted to rest and sleep again, he couldn't help but asked nervously: "Is there something wrong again?"

Xiao Lan shook her head and said, "Xiao Lan is fine, dad."

Since there was no problem, Ning Yi felt relieved and said, "Come and help dad do a psychological test. If dad asks, Xiaolan will tell dad if they lie."

As soon as Xiaolan heard that there were new things to play with, she immediately became energetic. She rubbed her eyes that couldn't be opened and slipped onto Ning Yi's shoulder.

Sixteen people were lying on the ground in front of them, unable to sit up. They were rolling around on the floor moaning and groaning. Xiaolan felt their brain electrical activity, calculated it and then said: "No problem, Xiaolan

Remember their normal fluctuations, dad, you can ask them."

Ning Yi said to the bastard and the others: "You go and prepare a few wooden sticks. When I tell you to hit you later, just follow their limbs and hit them with dead hands." This is a blow that won't kill anyone, but it is definitely a very painful blow.

When they heard this, they seemed to have returned to the days when they were just hanging out in the society. They hadn't done anything for almost half a month, and their hands were still itchy. So they rummaged through the boxes and cabinets in the bastard's house to find things they could find handy, such as baseball bats, rackets, etc.

Clothes poles, folding stools, thick tree branches, and grape trellises in the yard were all torn down.

The corner of the bastard's mouth twitched, these are all from their family, these bastards don't know how to be gentle.

The sixteen people were still grunting on the ground, and Ning Yi said to them: "I'll count to three, and if you still make any noise, you can beat them."

one, two

After only two calls, most of the people on the ground didn't say anything anymore, but there were still a few who couldn't help it.

Ning Yi stopped counting and winked at the bastard and the others. A crackling sound was heard. The bastard and the others used so much strength to beat the two people until they howled like ghosts. They had at least four or five sticks.

The stick greets them together.

After a minute, Ning Yi told them to stop. The two men were beaten until they were twitching all over and couldn't say anything.

This is a show of force, killing the chicken to show the monkey. As expected, the remaining fourteen people remained silent and looked at Ning Yi with extremely frightened eyes. This method is too ruthless. After so many years of peace in the Chinese country, it is just a small fight.

Young people in society are just intimidating, and the result of a real fight is bruises and fractures. But after Ning Yi's blow, his limbs were probably disabled.

After creating a pile of corpses in Las Vegas, Ning Yi has been very restrained in his methods in M ​​City. But obviously Ning Yi is not satisfied with the effect. He wants to escalate the fear tenfold to let these people who dare to make wrong ideas

From being a gangster to being behind the scenes, I have never dared to have such thoughts again in the rest of my life.

Ning Yi smiled slightly, his smile was harmless and innocent, and he took out the bone-setting instrument that was almost gathering dust from the warehouse card.

All the people whose limbs were beaten to pieces, fractured, split into spiders, and whose bones pierced the skin were all cured.

"It just so happens that I have a family skill, so you don't have to worry about being disabled."

The two treated people on the ground couldn't help but tremble when they heard this. The other fourteen people also looked at Ning Yi in horror. What does this mean? Why do you want to save people?

"Keep fighting. As long as you don't kill him, I can save him. You don't have to worry about being charged with murder." Ning Yi sat back again.

demon!!

The two people on the ground were shaking like leaves falling in the wind, begging for mercy.

"Please let me go. I will tell you everything. I will tell you what I know."

Ning Yi closed her eyes, leaned gently on the sofa and said: "The one who talks the most, take good care of him. My rule is that you can speak only when you are allowed to speak, otherwise just shut up quietly."

Xiao Lan stared at Ning Yi with big watery eyes and said, "Dad, you are so scary."

Ning Yi touched Xiaolan's little face and said softly: "Xiaolan doesn't like it?"

Xiao Lan thought about it carefully and shook her head and said, "Xiao Lan likes dad the most. Dad is stupid and bad, and the scary dad is even more handsome."

The father and daughter were talking tenderly, while the two people below were pushed to the ground, and they were beaten with several sticks until they screamed and screamed. Fortunately, this was the suburbs, and there were no people around. There was only the ancestral house of the bastard's family.

After another minute, Ning Yi connected the bones of their limbs again.

This time no one dared to say another word, they all held their breath and concentrated their thoughts, waiting for Ning Yi to ask questions.

"Who are you?" Ning Yi finally asked the first question amidst the endless calls in their hearts.

"We are people from the Luo family group in Shuiba Village, an outlying village of the Chinese nation."

Xiao Lan quietly leaned into Ning Yi's ear and told Ning Yi that she was not lying. They didn't need to make these unnecessary actions when communicating, but Xiao Lan liked to have fun like this, just like normal people.

After listening, Ning Yi nodded and said: "Yes, the answer is comprehensive and fast."

Sixteen people breathed a sigh of relief, but what Ning Yi said next made them all panic.

"Others' answers are a bit slow. In order to reward the person who answers quickly, he will not be beaten. You can watch and beat the others."

Ouch, ugh, cough, swish, swish

The whole room was filled with the sound of sticks hitting flesh and the shouts of people everywhere.

After the beating, almost all of them were dying, and Ning Yi stepped forward to save them.

Endless pain, never being beaten to death, they have unlimited opportunities to be beaten, but no more harm than flesh and blood injuries can be caused. It's terrible.