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"Pikachu~~"

The little yellow mouse screamed cutely while standing upright and looking at Genna curiously.

The assassin, who was so upset that he had nowhere to vent, immediately overlapped the figures of the bald robbers with it.

"Go to hell with the rat!"

Gena roared and stretched out his hand to grab the cute creature, intending to slap it flat on the ground to vent his hatred!

Right here in this lightning room

"Pikachu!!!!!"

呲呲呲呲呲Magnetic————! ! !

ah! ! ! !

The violent lightning beam instantly electrocuted Gena's body into charcoal. Fortunately, this Pikachu was not an MP. It was only level 15, so its attack power would not kill a level 20 assassin.

But it was still easy to electrocute the assassin's entire body until his limbs twitched.

"Pi~~Ka~~~Qiu~~~!!"

Gena's pupils were a little dilated, and the low growl of the little yellow monster's gnashing teeth could be heard in his ears.

Just when he was about to struggle to sit up, he suddenly felt his chest sinking. When he took a closer look, he saw that the cute little yellow mouse from before had an evil face at the same time. With a ferocious smile, he shook hands with his paws and stood in front of his chest as if he was preparing to hit someone.

"No"

Gena was shocked when he saw the little monster in front of him. He wanted to move, but his whole body was so numb that he could hardly feel his fingers. "Is it possible that my crow is going to be killed by a stinky rat as big as a palm?"

Snapped! !

Without saying a word, Pikachu slapped him over. Half of Genna's cheeks instantly sunk, and his head suddenly tilted to the side. The force was so strong that he almost broke his neck.

I have to say that despite Pikachu's small stature, it has level 15 strength, and its melee strength cannot be underestimated.

The assassin, who was forced to do something by the slap, never thought that after a lifetime of fame, he would be pinned to the ground by a stinky rat and taught him how to behave.

"You stinky rat, just wait for me. If my fingers can help, you can..."

Snapped!

Another slap was thrown fiercely, and then a series of shadowless palms crackled like a shower and all came down. In the middle, he also changed a variety of beating postures, such as straight punches and uppercuts. If there were people nearby, they would notice that A large amount of blood splashed onto Pikachu's face with a ferocious smile from time to time.

After a while, when Pikachu lifted the assassin's collar with one paw and made a fist with the other little paw and was about to greet him, he suddenly realized that there seemed to be no place to start - the assassin's head was swollen like a pig's head. Seems like it.

"Spare my life"

The leaky Gena begged for mercy with his swollen eyelids at the little yellow mouse standing in front of him on his chest and tugging at his collar. This would make outsiders laugh to death if they saw it. A dignified intelligence official would actually do this. Who would dare to believe that he was beaten by a mouse until he begged for mercy?

Regardless of whether others believe it or not, Gena really hopes that a kind-hearted passerby can come over and help rescue him, otherwise he will really be beaten to death by this smelly rat.

"Where are you? Baby~~! Talk~~!"

At this time, an anxious voice came from a distance, and Pikachu, who was standing on Genna's chest, was about to strike again. When he heard it, he immediately released his claws holding the assassin's collar, turned around and shouted towards the distance. : "Pikapi~!"

"Ma'am! There!"

"Ouch!"

Hearing the sound of a large number of footsteps approaching, Gena immediately breathed a sigh of relief, finally being saved.

Lying on the ground, he barely opened one of his eyelids and turned to look at his savior.

It was a fat woman wearing a blue patterned cheongsam, big red lips, and two purple eyeshadows. She was surrounded by four bodyguards in suits and sunglasses who were looking around.

"Pikachu~"

The little yellow mouse suddenly jumped into the fat woman's arms and screamed cutely, completely different from the fierceness it had before.

This situation made the assassin's eyes wide open. The most important thing was that he could clearly see that while Pikachu was screaming aggrievedly at the fat woman, the other side turned to look at him with ferocious eyes, and that evil smile Under its expression, it raised a small paw and quietly scratched the assassin on its own neck. The metaphor was obvious.

"hiss--!"

At this time, the hair all over Gena's body stood up, but he could not move at all. He could only whine in his mouth. He could clearly see in Pikachu's evil eyes: This demon was planning to kill him!

The bodyguard next to him looked down at Genna, kicked him and asked, "Who is this pig head?"

"Pikapi!" Pikachu pointed at Genna and kept shouting.

"What? Did this pig-head bully you?"

When the fat woman saw Pikachu's posture, she screamed in surprise, then looked down at the assassin, gritted her teeth and yelled, "You lowly pig head, you dare to even touch my little baby! Kill him!"

"As you command, ma'am!"

"How dare you bully our young master?!"

"This pig head is so brave!"

A group of horse boys immediately surrounded the half-dead assassin, punching and kicking him, but Gena could only endure it silently, cursing in his heart: Wait for me! Wait for me! As long as I can get out! As long as I am here! You all must die! All must die! !

After beating them for a while, everyone found that the pig on the ground had fainted. At this moment, a magician wrapped in black robes with the word MP on his body walked slowly towards the alley. When the bodyguards saw it, they immediately He grabbed the fat woman and said it was not a good place to stay for a long time, and then he disappeared in a flash.

In the domain hall, Lott looked at the spy on the big screen in the distance who was beaten to the point that his mother didn't even recognize him, and said: "Give him some healing skills, don't let this kid die."

The sorcerer in the picture nodded, stretched out his hand, and suddenly, Gena's whole body flashed with a layer of green light, and the swelling on his face began to fade away - but because it was a small healing spell, he could only do so much. ——A dislocated arm and three ribs cannot be restored.

"That's enough. Just drag him to the door of a dark shop that sets bones."

"Sir." Vickers reminded from the side: "His energy index has soared to 400."

Anger is the main emotion, and the assassin is a high-end professional at level 20, so the energy increases by 3 to 40 points every time. Especially when being beaten hard by Pikachu, his self-esteem may have been hit. Emotions are almost at their limit.

"Beep~~~ It turns out that the energy extraction quota of high-level adventurers is actually so large." Lott smiled, crossed his legs and looked ahead and said, "Let's see how much the quota of ordinary people can be. Vickers. "

"exist."

“Bringing the racetrack online.”

"As you command, my lord."

Thanks to: "Hua Luo | Zui Hongyan" for the 1,000 starting coins;

Thanks to: "How to Shoot Yourself to Death" for the great real estate promotion.