Chapter 3842: Too weak

"But we are very suitable for life here. The environment is good and the prices are low. All the daily necessities you need can be bought here. By the way, if you want to say what we have most abundant here, it is beautiful women."
When the waitress finished speaking, she put the empty wine glass in front of the middle of the week, turned around and left, "Thank you for your wine."
Zhou Zhong thought it was a bit interesting. He wanted to know where the seven towers were, but it was not easy to ask directly, otherwise it would arouse others' suspicion.
Stayed in the bar for a while, and left the bar midweek, planning to find a place to stay.
The technology here is so advanced, the Internet is definitely more convenient than the earth, and he can find all the information he wants on the Internet.
Turning around an alley, I suddenly saw the waitress who was in the bar in the middle of the week. She had changed into casual clothes at this time. She seemed to be coming home from get off work, but in front of her there were two dressed up The gangster.
Seeing this place in the middle of the week crying and laughing, it seems that no matter how advanced the technological civilization, there will always be a pot of soup with these stinky fish.
So in the middle of the week, he walked over and said to the two gangsters: "Is the public security in Optics Valley so bad? Even people like you can still live well."
The waitress turned her head, she was a little surprised when she saw midweek, and the expressions of the two little gangsters also fell instantly, "Boy, I advise you not to be nosy, hurry away, otherwise you will look good."
"Hello, how do you want me to look good? I think I'm good enough." Mid-week flicked his hair confidently, looking the most handsome in the world.
Seeing this, the waitress burst into laughter suddenly, not at all the fear and horror of being stuck in the alley by two punks.
"Fuck, kid, you dare to play with us and die!" One of the gangsters was furious, and hit the middle of the week with a punch, and his fist was separated from his wrist, and his fist was like a cannonball.
I go, what the is this? I was taken aback in the middle of the week, and quickly dodged to avoid it, and saw the fist of the bully hit the ground, and a big hole was suddenly smashed.
The waitress looked surprised at this.
"Infant-level high-grade talent!"
Zhou Gongzhong frowned slightly. He didn't expect this little to be an infant-level high-grade talent, and he is an infant-level middle-grade talent. Is he not even as good as a little bastard?
And the little gangster laughed proudly when he heard the waitress's exclamation.
"Now you know that Lao Tzu is great? Not only is Lao Tzu an infant-level high-grade talent, but also the strength has reached the late stage of vaginal discharge. Today, neither of you two want to leave."
"Late leucorrhea, okay, I will call you the late idiot!" The bones in the middle of the week all penetrated the skin, and the whole person turned into a skeleton monster.
The waitress frowned slightly. She felt that her midweek talent was only a mid-level infant, and her strength was only in the middle of her vaginal discharge. Neither talent nor cultivation could compare to that little bastard.
The little naturally felt the strength of the middle of the week, and suddenly laughed loudly, "I thought you were a great person. You have such a talent for cultivation and trash that you dare to take care of Laozi's affairs? Go and die!"
The little said, rushing towards Zhou Zhong again, this time he kicked him directly, and saw that his leg was also separated from his thigh, smashing into Zhou Zhong like a missile.
Zhou Zhong wanted to pierce his leg with the bones of his elbow. When he touched the thug's leg, a huge force directly smashed Zhou Zhong away and landed on the ground.
Zhou Zhong felt pain in his bones, and he was eager to win. He was beaten by someone in Zhou Zhong. How could this be possible?
In the past, he abused others in the middle of the week, but now he was abused by a small gangster, which gave birth to an extremely strong enthusiasm in the middle of the week.
"Haha, kid, do you know how good I am? See how Lao Tzu taught you today!" The little said, rushing up towards Zhou Zhong again, two fists and two legs constantly banging towards Zhou Zhong.
Zhou Zhong dodged back and forth on the ground, but because of his lack of strength, he was hit by punks several times, and Zhou Zhong's chest hurt.
"Boy, die for me!" At this time, the little seemed to be tired of beating. This time he kicked directly towards Zhou Zhong's chest, obviously trying to break the bones in Zhou Zhong's chest.
At that time, the sharp bones will directly pierce Zhou Zhong's chest. If it hits the lungs or the heart, it will be fatal. This little will be cruel enough to attack.
A trace of murderous intent flashed in Zhou Zhong's eyes. It seemed that relying on the power of darkness alone, Zhou Zhong was not the opponent of this gangster. He could only cheat and use mental or physical power to defeat him.
But just before the start of the week, two slender long swords pierced directly from the side, leaving three blood holes in the thugs' legs instantly.
The little screamed, and the flying legs fell directly to the ground. The little screamed and sat down on the ground. The hostess who treated common diseases turned out to be the waitress.
At this time, the waitress was already cold, and she came to the little bastard, looked at him condescendingly, and yelled in an extremely cold voice: "Hurry up with your broken leg. If there is another time, I will stab him. Through your throat!"
The little stared at the waitress in horror, "You are also an infant-level high-grade talent!" After saying this, the little jumped on one leg to pick up his leg, and was frightened off with his companion. Up.
Mid-week was also very surprised. Didn't you expect this waitress to be so strong, baby-level high-grade? And her strength should have reached the yellow belt, no wonder that little is not his opponent at all.
When confronted by two small gangsters just now in the middle of the week, the waitress did not appear to be scared at all. Obviously, she was confident, and his little ran over and wanted a hero to save the beauty.
The waitress looked at Zhou Zhong with a smile on her face and asked, "Are you okay? Tell me about you, what can you do without strength?"
"What should we call this, can the beauty save the hero?" Zhou Zhong said with a cheeky smile.
"It should be called the hero's attempt to save the United States, ha ha." The waitress suddenly couldn't help laughing.
"My name is Bai Mingjing, and I am glad to meet you." Bai Mingjing stretched out her extremely slender white hands, her big eyes bent into two crescents.
Zhou Zhong held her little hand and said, "I am also very happy to meet you. My name is Zhou Zhong."
"In the middle of the week, is it your first time to come to us? You probably don't have a place to live yet. Why don't you go to my house."
Bai Mingjing directly invited Zhou Zhong.