Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 390: No Choice (2)

Chapter 390 No choice (2)

They waited for a full minute before an old man walked out of the off-road vehicle. He was wearing a pure white dress and white leather shoes spotlessly. He looked a little old, and his long white hair tied behind his head and the elegant sunglasses were also eye-catching. Although half of his face was covered by the sunglasses, although he seemed to be over 60 years old, these did not hinder his unique charm.

The old man stood at the top of the stairs, slowly glanced at the vast fire scene, then leaned slightly towards the sky, sniffed hard, then showed a charming smile, walked down the stairs, and stepped into this fire scene that had survived the disaster.

"It seems that Henlar is dead." The old man said indifferently.

He walked leisurely in the fire scene, but with each step, the flames burning within a hundred meters around him would quietly go out. The radiant light lit up in pieces. Under these dim and unsteady lights, vague figures appeared in the air. The figures seemed to be fighting and fighting. If Su was still here, he would be shocked to find that these images in the air were the process of him killing Henlar and his men one by one! Almost all the battle processes were restored by a mysterious force in this incredible way in front of him!

A young beauty who had been following the old man respectfully asked: "Sir, do you want to report everything that happened here to the noble Lord Bebraz immediately?"

The old man smiled and continued to walk in the fire while calmly saying, "No need, Bebraz will know that it will not be later than us."

Two young girls with old supermodel figures and appearances followed closely behind the old man, their cold expressions and swaying steps together form a strange charm. However, if you look at it from a fashion perspective, they are far inferior to the old man ahead, and they will always give people a cutting-edge impact.

While walking, the old man sighed: "Henlar is actually very, very smart. He is one of the smartest people I have ever met, but his personality has some problems. But who can blame this? After staying by the old man Bebraz for a long time, anyone will go crazy! Henlar is very talented and has the blood of the Bebraz family. He can have a lot of abilities at this age. Note that I am talking about abilities above level 6. Others, if you are in terms of talent, he is stronger than Pasther and Oberen of the Arthur family! It is just because he is the only son of Bebraz, that potential is suppressed. Do you know, what is Henlar's biggest weakness?"

Since the old man asked this, the two supermodel-like women were of course very sensible and asked quickly. This made the old man feel very happy and smiled and uncovered the mystery: "Henlar's only weakness is that his luck is too bad. If he had to find another shortcoming, it was that he chose Sosa, who was equally unlucky, as his personal bodyguard."

"How is that possible?! Didn't Master Henlar have the ability to learn eighth-level mysticism? Why would such luck be bad?" A woman asked in surprise. She really didn't understand.

This sincere surprise made the old man enjoy it very much. He smiled even more charmingly, and every wrinkle on his face seemed to be carefully outlined: "Henlar does have the ability of eighth-level mysticism, and this ability is still lucky! Of course, this is the result of my wise choice. Unfortunately, his luck is really bad. An eighth-level luck is not enough to reverse his fate. If he is willing to completely obey my guidance and give up those dispensable combat abilities, then it is possible to generate ninth-level abilities this year. Real luck! Only real luck can change his destiny. Well, I mean, maybe not die so fast. Unfortunately, Henlar did not follow my advice, but chose to increase some useless combat abilities. Perhaps in his opinion, whether to have a bed with a woman all night is more important than living for a few more years."

Speaking of this, the old man suddenly stopped. In front of his white leather shoes, there was a piece of charcoal-like thing. This thing was originally one of Henlar's legs, which was completely charred under the high temperature and high radiation of the explosion.

This may be the only trace that Henlar left in this world.

Looking at the piece of gray charcoal, the old man shook his head, sighed, and said, "Actually, refusing to listen to my advice is also a manifestation of bad luck!"

The old man stopped, and in front of him, the faint radiant light was interpreting the final battle scene. Although the light green figure was blurred, it could still tell Su's interactions, Henlar's hysteria, and Medielli's calmness and indifference.

Before Su arrived at the battlefield, Henlar had already thrown Medielli to the ground, and then rushed forward impatiently. He grabbed Medielli's clothes on his chest, but no longer had the strength to tear it apart. Henlar's entire body maintained a strange bow shape, and then it was stiff.

Medielli's left leg was curled up, and her knees were just pressed against Henlar's lower abdomen. This position was slightly higher, but in his congestion, it could still affect the fatal part. Moreover, when Henlar hits all his strength, this can maximize the stress and thus maximize the damage caused to Henlar.

Such a heavy blow made Henlar, who was almost unprepared, faint on the spot!

He then bounced up from Medielli like lightning and retreated a few meters later. Medielli put in a very strange position. If Henlar was still in his original position, his lower body would be bombarded by her right knee again. At that time, even with the seventh level of defense, Henlar's fragile reproductive organs would not escape the fate of destruction. At the same time, his left hand would fall into Medielli's hand and would be broken by her instantly.

Next, it may only take a few seconds for Medierli to be able to dismantle Henlar's bones in his body!

In an instant, Henlar almost fell from extreme excitement into the abyss of destruction! The huge contrast brought him an unparalleled stimulation, allowing fear and madness to completely occupy his soul. He screamed and rushed towards Medielli, relying on the huge difference in body and strength to knock her down, and then grabbed her hair in his favorite way, kicking her desperately, trying to use beatings and pain to disintegrate her consciousness of resistance and physical strength to resist.

If he only wants to get Medielli's body, Henlar can completely knock her out and do whatever he wants. He has a huge toolbox that can help him have programs that will not be repeated throughout the night. Or more complicated, he can also break her limbs and seal her mouth. The advantage is that he can enjoy the other party's painful reaction, but the disadvantage is that the reaction is incomplete.

Henlar has a perfect habit, he cannot accept incomplete rape, he needs tyrannical, screaming, painful and humiliating expressions, trembling, wriggling, trembling, moaning and helpless pushing. However, as long as Medielli has the will and physical strength to resist, with her nearly foreseeable terrifying fighting ability, Henlar will pounce on him, and before enjoying all of the above, his fragile reproductive organs must be destroyed first.

So he could only fight constantly, and the more he fought, the more he would be angry, and he would be unable to vent his anger. This made him not notice the short and violent decisive battle between Su and Sosa, nor did he see Su rushing towards him at an indescribable speed, nor did he realize what the vague sarcasm in Medierli's eyes meant.

Then, Henlar, who has multiple sixth-level combat abilities, was knocked away by Su Yi's punch. Moreover, because there was too much room for attack, Su even was so luxurious that he could accumulate power and then bombard him with greater strength and more destructive punch shock, which would make his spine covered with cracks!

The old man looked at everything silently, while the two young women stood quietly on his left and right sides, but a strange look appeared on his face.

It seemed that he had attracted the attention of the old man, and the image suddenly became clear, and even Henlar's words to threaten Su with Bebraz were restored word by word. So the old man's face changed accordingly, and the originally charming smile had a hint of bitterness at this moment.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next