965: C965 Ox-head Chen Feifan

C965 Ox-head Chen Feifan

"This... Done? " The old man jumped to Chen Feifann's side and asked in confusion as he looked at Chen Feifann, who was sweating profusely.

"Unravel..." "Done." Chen Feifann said and swallowed his saliva.

Controlling 16 throwing knives at the same time was already his limit. Moreover, this was the first time he was trying to have 16 throwing knives produce electricity at the same time.

Unexpectedly, he had really succeeded.

"Isn't this solving the problem way too fast? This old man hasn't even gone up yet." The old man complained and kicked the vampire at his feet, as if to make sure they were really unconscious.

"Didn't you tell me to finish this quickly?" Chen Feifann said speechlessly.

"Aiyo, you're too complacent." The old man looked at the proud Chen Feifann and knocked on his head: "It took so long to solve it, yet you still say it quickly? Aren't you ashamed?"

For some reason, thinking that his disciple Lee Qian would pat Wendu on the head from time to time, the old man also suddenly wanted to give it a try.

Unable to get Wendu, he could only pat Chen Feifann on the head.

I don't know who wasn't ashamed, but after pushing me down, he still had the nerve to say it.

Chen Feifann muttered in his heart. He didn't dare to say that because he had exhausted himself too much. If the old man wanted to beat him up, he didn't even have the strength to run.

"Not bad, you know your own inadequacies." Seeing that Chen Feifann didn't say anything, the old man nodded in satisfaction.

What he didn't know was that Chen Feifann had already scolded him several times in his heart.

"Do you know what's lacking?" the old man asked.

"I don't know." Chen Feifann shook his head with a bitter face.

"You …" With that, the old man raised his hand once again. Perhaps it was because he was a person he valued, but this time, he did not continue.

"What the hell is with that throwing knife of yours? It's such a mess and you can't use that power at all. Oh right, what's with that power of yours?"

Suddenly thinking that Chen Feifann could generate electricity, the old man couldn't help but ask.

"This …"

"Forget it, tell me about it when you have the chance. Now let me first tell you the principle of how you can reduce the energy consumption of your throwing knives and maximize their power."

The old man stopped Chen Feifann before he could say anything.

"Old... "Bo, let's walk and talk." Just a little bit later, Chen Feifann called him old geezer just like Wendu.

However, due to the politeness, he quickly changed his words.

"Not bad, you're much more polite than that kid." After the old man finished speaking, he took the initiative to walk in front.

"Heh heh."

Chen Feifann chuckled dryly. Of course he knew who the old man was talking about.

"..."

"Bro, seriously, why did you leave me here? What if something happens to him?"

Tang Xiaoxiao, who was sitting on the branch of a big tree, pouted and looked unhappy.

"What are you talking about, why are you asking yourself to go and save the situation in the end? Hmph!" He harrumphed dejectedly.

Looking at the time, he saw that there were still twenty minutes until the appointment. Xiaoxiao could only sit on the branch and continue to wait with her chin in her hands.0

At this moment, Xiaoxiao's eyes suddenly turned ice-cold.

Not far away, a black figure swiftly flew over.

That figure seemed to know how to use lightness techniques, jumping from the treetop to the treetop.

Not long after, the silhouette approached Xiaoxiao. However, the silhouette actually wanted to pass over the head of the tree that Xiaoxiao was sitting on.

With one hand resting on his chin, the other hand fumbled in his pocket for a while. Then, he took out a coin and threw it upwards!

"Get down here!"

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