Accel World (先飞看刀) Chapter 3: Golden Spirit Lightning Fingering

The speed with which the boy moved out the money was so fast that the two vicious men stretched their hands into their arms. All a little sluggish.

It's as if the perfect plan jumped straight from step one to step three. Although the result is the same, it always feels like something is missing. After being dazed for a while, one of them came to his senses and quickly took out the big bag and put the money on the table into it.

Whatever it is, at least the plan is going well.

They grabbed the money bags and ran towards the door. Seeing the sliding door getting closer, a figure flashed in front of them, and the young boy who was still behind the bar stood in front of them again: "Wait a minute, you haven't paid yet." Money!"

Two people paused there at the same time: "What?"

"Pay!" the boy said as a matter of course.

"What did we buy here?" One of them asked suspiciously.

"Of course you bought... money?" The boy began to feel as if something was wrong?

"What are you going to have us pay for?"

"Of course it's... money?"

The boy raised his head and looked at the two men who were much taller than him. The evaluation of each other flashed in the hearts of the three at the same time.

The boy thought, buy money with money? Are these two a joke?

The two men thought: "Is this kid an idiot?"

"No, no," the boy cried, "We don't sell money here, we don't sell money!"

Although Sister Wen Jiao said that we must satisfy the customer's request as soon as possible, and don't let the customer have any dissatisfaction. Even if the request is unreasonable, we must do our best to meet it. But selling money in a restaurant is still too strange.

At this moment, two black metal steel pipes were pointing at the boy's forehead at the same time. This black metal tube is an extension of the murder weapon in the hands of the two men, that is, the barrel of the pistol. Just now they rushed into the store, yelling that the next step to take out all the money was actually to draw the gun, but the boy took out the money before they drew the gun, the plan was there, it was actually somewhat uncomfortable, Much smoother now.

Pointing a gun at the boy's head, one of them grinned and said, "Even if you don't sell it, you won't make it."

Under their shadow, the boy raised his head and looked at the dark muzzle of the black pistol pointing at him with wide eyes, as if he hadn't reacted yet.

"Do you know what this is? If you know, get the **** out of here!" The other man was holding the money bag in one hand, and shaking the pistol vigorously with the other.

After thinking about it, the boy said a little unconfidently: "Sister Wen Jiao, it's my first time to come to this kind of metropolis, so... things here... I don't understand much. In our place, this seems to be Call it... Robbery?"

"Xiaohan, come back!" Wen Jiao called out hastily. She knew that Xiaohan probably knew how to escape, but even if he knew how to escape, at such a distance, facing two pistols that were already pointed at him, he couldn't even try to please him.

Since the great development of science and technology, the use of blazing spar and black spar has caused qualitative changes in the whole society in this short hundred years. Although the powerful escapism and sorcery are still irreplaceable, the appearance of guns has given ordinary people the capital to fight against escapists and sorcerers.

Although black crystals are listed as state-controlled crystal mines, private smuggling has never stopped. The pistols powered by black crystals, both in power and sight, are far higher than those before the great development of science and technology. The blunderbuss, which can't be used in real battles at all, makes it possible for even ordinary people to threaten the magician with their weapons.

"So you guys are robbing?" The young boy called Yang Xiaohan finally realized it.

How stupid are you? The hostess of the restaurant and the two robbers thought at the same time.

"Xiao Han, come here!" Wen Jiao called again.

"Sister Wen Jiao, I think what you said just now is a bit wrong! You said that you should meet the customer's request as soon as possible, and don't let the customer have any dissatisfaction, but if the other party wants to steal our money, we Do we want them to rob? If they want to kill us, should we let them kill us too? Unprincipled concessions are wrong, my master taught me that indulging the evil is tantamount to bullying the good..."

"That's right, that's right, you caught my loophole, and Sister Wen Jiao silently gave you a thumbs up. As for what your master said, no one wants to know now, anyway, get out of the way..." Wen Jiao was a little out of breath.

Wen Jiao actually doesn't care about the money robbed by these two robbers. Compared to her background, the money is really nothing. The reason why she opened a restaurant here is actually not related to making money, but because... In such a gorgeous restaurant, being a sad proprietress, watching couples come and go every day, holding Wine (I had to use grape juice instead because I don’t know how to drink alcohol), lamenting the spring flowers and autumn moon, it is really a very stylish and pretentious thing.

Every time, relying on her sharp ears, she overhears those little girls enviously saying that the proprietress of this store is very elegant and stylish, she will look out the window with deep eyes, secretly delighted. , Silently give yourself a thumbs up in my heart.

The money that was robbed is really nothing to Wen Jiao, at least it's good not to let Yang Xiaohan get into trouble. Wen Jiaoao Restaurant is located in a prosperous area. Due to some special reasons, the dark forces in the city generally do not get involved here. Although Wen Jiao has nothing to do with any forces in the city, she also has a certain reason. For some special reasons, no one will cause trouble here.

There is no doubt that these two have just arrived here not long ago, because they offended a certain force and were about to run away. Whether they can escape from this city or not is up to them, anyway, it doesn't affect her, a quietly pretentious, stylish beauty.

"Xiao Han, come here!" Wen Jiao called out.

Yang Xiaohan looked at the two robbers: "robbing is wrong, I think you should give up your plans to do bad things, and yo, don't look at me like this, I'm from the Phantom Academy... "

"Brat, get out!" The man on the left was already impatient, holding a pistol in his right hand, swung his arm vigorously, and slammed the boy with the handle of the gun. Just as Wen Jiao guessed, they offended someone who shouldn't be offended and were about to run away. The purpose of robbing money was only to raise money for an "invisible person" who was willing to help them run away. Anyway, he couldn't stay here any longer, and he didn't mind killing one or two people before running away.

The handle of the gun slammed into the boy's temple with the sound of the wind. After this blow, the boy might have a concussion if he didn't die. Wen Jiao was already screaming from behind. Immediately afterwards, there was a "pop", and the robber on the left swung his arm, and the gun in his hand collapsed like a broken toy.

Boom!

A shot!

Sparks burst out, and the bullet from the robber's pistol on the right whizzed out at high speed with a shock that resounded throughout the hall, blasting towards the boy's head.

The robber on the right reacted very quickly. When he saw that his companion was supposed to be a steady blow, but somehow missed it, the boy clicked on the empty pistol at an incredible speed. Whether it was the salute cannon with colored stripes suddenly opened, or the moment the cake burst into cream when it was held by the palm of the hand, it turned into fragments and sprayed upwards, and immediately realized that there was something wrong with the boy, so he buckled it without hesitation. The trigger was pulled.

The pistol was originally very close to the boy's forehead, and it was about to penetrate into the boy's head. A strange thing happened. The speed of the bullet, which cannot be seen at all, is clearly visible in the eyes of the robber who fired the gun. It is like a slow motion deliberately slowed down by more than a thousand times in a 3D movie. Even the rotation of the bullet and the air being taken out The spiral ripples are clearly displayed, as if time is being stretched infinitely.

At the same time, he saw the boy raised his right hand, his thumb resting on the bent ring finger and little finger, and his index finger and **** stood straight up——Long Dun handprint, Jinling lightning fingering.

In the boy's hand, half of a snake's body suddenly appeared, and You Ruo put on a snake-shaped puppet. The snake's head spat out a red letter, its body was integrated with the boy's hand, and the snake's mouth with two sharp fangs flashed forward, swallowing the flying bullets directly.

The man who fired the gun was stunned for a moment, followed by five bursts of "bang bang bang bang bang".

The five bullets were in the shape of a "one" and hit the boy one after another.

The weird snake in the boy's hand... bite, bite, bite! ! !

All the bullets were eaten by it.

The snake that ate six bullets in a row raised its head, and its eyes looked pitiful, as if asking: "Is there any more?"

The man held up the pistol, lowered his head, stared blankly at the boy who was shorter than he knew how much, and pulled the trigger again... but the result was just an empty sound.

Is this gone? The little snake that wasn't full looked like it was about to cry.

Looking at this weird boy, the two robbers were all stunned... Who the **** is this?

The boy smiled: "Don't look at me like this, in fact, I am..."

Swipe! Two big men, one on the left and one on the right, bombarded him with two uppercuts.

The next moment, their bodies flew up at the same time, hitting the ceiling together, their heads embedded in the ceiling, hanging there dangling. The boy named Yang Xiaohan stood coolly on the ground, with one hand behind his back and the other bent upwards, with a whirlwind wrapped around his fist: "Listen, I, talk, talk, finish!"

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