Card drawing starts from women's clothing

Chapter 155
After watching him leave, the secretary put away his smile, and he blew a huge bubble, bigger than his head.

Snapped!
After the bubble that blocked the line of sight burst, a person wearing thick glasses appeared outside the minefield.

"Secretary, I heard that you are the smartest person in Western Capital. Now it seems that they are exaggerating."

Booth's first impression is that it is dirty.

My greasy hair, which had not been washed for an unknown amount of time, clung tightly to my scalp. The skin on my face was also dark yellow and rough, covered with numerous acne pimples. My whole body had no energy at all, as if I had not slept for several days. .

"I have a question before I die - how long has it been since you took a shower?"

The secretary sneered.

Booth's expression of shame flashed away, he picked up a stone in his hand and threw it into the open space.

boom!
A burst of fire flashed, and the smoke enveloped the Secretary, and was slowly blown away by the wind.

"Cough cough cough... You are too narrow-minded. No wonder you don't let go of ordinary people who have never bullied you. Or is being bullied just an excuse for your inner desire to set fire? You won't return it when you are more than ten years old. Wetting the bed."

The secretary fanned away the smoke and dust in front of him, and his ridicule did not change in the slightest because of the warning of the explosion.

After Booth was poked in the center, he became angry from embarrassment.

"Why are you so stubborn when you are about to die! The explosion just now was just a warning. Most of the landmines I planted exploded in series. As long as you are a little careless, it may be difficult to leave a whole body!"

The secretary bowed his head and remained silent.

Booth sneered: "Now I know I'm afraid! Hahaha..."

The sneer turned into a wanton laugh.

However, there was one person who laughed louder and more wildly than him.

"Hahaha...'Arsonist' Booth's criminal IQ is extremely high, this sentence is simply the biggest joke I have ever heard."

Secretary Secretary clutched his stomach, tears came out from laughing.

"What did you say!"

For a moment Booth couldn't tell if he was bluffing or if he was really ignoring something.

"The location I'm in now is the center of the minefield. How did I get in?"

"Nonsense, of course I lured you in. This is a trap I specially prepared for you. I didn't expect you to be lured in by the clues I deliberately left without even thinking about it."

The secretary wiped away tears, straightened up, and took a step forward slowly.

No mines were triggered.

"According to criminal psychology, a prisoner who generally chooses to set fire is first of all very unconfident about his body. He doesn't think he has the ability to confront directly. This point has not changed even after becoming a capable person."

Booth clenched his fists, looking at his bony calves.

The secretary took another step forward and continued: "Secondly, the arsonist will never miss the opportunity to observe the prey being burned in person. At this time, he will come out of his hiding place, or observe through other means, obviously the latter brings The pleasure is far less than the former."

Booth subconsciously glanced at the tall buildings in the distance.

The secretary laughed again, and took the third step.

"In the end, arsonists are cowards. They have low self-esteem, sensitivity, paranoia, and arrogance. They usually experience isolation in school, and their family life is not very happy. No one likes an arsonist, even if he worships a criminal. Crazy female fans, and they don't have a single bit of affection for the arsonist..."

His speaking speed is getting faster and faster. He seems to be walking in a leisurely manner, but in fact, the movements under his feet are also quicker.

The veins on Booth's neck were exposed, and his bloodshot eyes were even more red: "Ah~ I'm going to kill you!"

The secretary hastened his movements: "Wherever you walk by, there must be traces. If you think I can't see your traps, it means your IQ is nothing more than that."

Booth pulled out a remote and was about to press the red button on it.

"I fell into a trap just to lure you out, you coward!"

"I can see through your minefields at a glance!"

The secretary roared angrily, jumping up and down like a monkey, but the distance between him and Booth was obviously getting closer, and a thunder was not triggered halfway.

But Booth pressed the button a step faster.

"go to hell!"

"Damn you!"

The secretary flew into the air, and the stone he had been pinching was thrown towards an open space behind him, and a mine was detonated in advance.

And under his precise calculation, with the help of the impact force of the landmine, he rushed forward in the air for a certain distance, crossing the last mine pool.

At this time, the minefields were filled with gunpowder smoke, dust was flying, and iron pieces and broken nails were scattered.

But all this has nothing to do with the secretary.

He chewed gum, fastened his baseball cap, and walked past Booth calmly.

Booth's eyes widened and he fell to his knees. The sparks from the explosion landed on his white coat and burned slowly.

In just an instant, the flames engulfed him.

"Arsonist" Booth, died in the fire.

……

It didn't take long for the secretary to solve the problem when he saw Zhongya coming from the other side.

Chuya and Chachai, whoever wins, the outcome is very obvious.

Although Zhong also only comprehended the embryonic form of the domain, but based on this alone, Chachai has no chance of winning.

The field itself is an ability that can only be mastered by the best of the school officials.

Users with special abilities naturally have more advantages in mastering the field than other masters, but being able to initially possess the prototype of the field at the lieutenant level is a talent that is very rare even among aristocratic families.

If it weren't for Chen Ming, Chuya would be recognized as the most enchanting figure in the western capital.

What is a field?

In the field, the user's ability can be greatly improved, and one's own ability can not only increase in the field, but also easily flood the entire field.

Chachai is very miserable, his physical skills are very skillful.

In other fields, he would not be completely powerless to fight back.

But in the field of gravity, even if it's just a prototype, the ubiquitous gravity or anti-gravity in it makes his attacks extremely uncomfortable.

Every movement will be distorted and deformed because of not being able to adapt to the sudden change of gravity, and in the end, he will be hit by the gravity punch that has increased a lot, and he will be embedded in the ground forcibly.

The strongest cadre of the wild wolf group, check and guess - die!

"We have to hurry up and catch up with Chen Ming."

……

As for Chen Ming, after leaving Zhongye and Secretary's battlefield, he was still running towards the center of the battlefield.

But seeing the battle in front of him, he stopped again.

"Sister Hongye!"

Hongye turned her head, and was surprised when she saw Chen Ming.

"Didn't you go to the conscription office? Why are you here again?"

But the current situation does not allow her to ask more questions, she said quickly: "Go and help Ye Xiao, he is much more dangerous than mine! Go!"

"Then you here..."

Hongye looked at the small wound on her arm, and smiled sassyly: "Don't underestimate your big sister! It's an old opponent, and I can deal with it."

Seeing that Hongye was so determined, Chen Ming knew in his heart that she was actually worried about Ye Xiao's situation, so he deliberately kept himself out of it.

And if I wasted precious 10 minutes here, I am afraid it will have a greater impact on the battle situation in the center.

He gave an order, and then passed the edge of the battlefield between the two.

And in front of them is the battlefield between the leader and the leader.

(End of this chapter)