Super God Gene

“Hear me, hand over your balls.” The young girl saw Hanson unresponsive, and the fierce spirit waved a purple knife in her hand.

“If you rob something else, I can give it to you as long as it's outside, but that thing is a man's dignity, and you can't kill him.” Hanson smiled.

“Don't bullshit there. I want your balls. What's that got to do with dignity?” I'm smart on the girl's face, you don't mask my expression.

“If you'll excuse me, do you know what balls are?” Hansen looked at the girl strangely and asked.

“Of course I do.” The girl obviously has some understatement, but she still pretends to be stiff: “No, it's just two golden balls, you better hand them over quickly, or I won't blame you. I don't have eyes for the knife in my hand. ”

Hanson opened his hand and said, "Golden Egg, I really didn't. I think you're looking for the wrong person. ”

“You really didn't?” The young fox looked suspiciously at Hanson.

“Really not.” Hanson nodded definitely.

“Didn't you say you wasted so much time on me?” The young girl said she still had a knife in her sheath and turned around and left.

Hanson looked at the teenage girl with interest. She didn't know who the daughter was. She didn't know anything about it. She would come to such a dangerous place in the Fae space.

But it had nothing to do with Hanson. Since she dared to come, she naturally had her own way of survival.

And Hanson was not sure if the girl was really naive or innocent, so he thought it would be nice to stay out of business.

Turning around and going in the other direction, I just took a few steps and heard the girl's voice coming from the other side: “Rob, hand over your balls. ”

“Howl!” Then Hanson heard an angry roar and turned around and saw a monster cow with an inverse joint, standing and walking, flying towards the girl, a pair of cow hooves like two iron stamps, hit the girl's head.

Hanson looked a little hairy, although under the crotch of the monster cow, Hanson really saw two golden balls swinging around there, swinging as his body moved.

Dang! When!

The girl waved a purple knife, interacted with the monster cow's iron hooves, and made a stinging metal symphony.

Hanson looked at the strange color of her face, and the knife technique of a teenage girl was very powerful, not to mention her power. The technique was the only knife master Hanson had seen since his arrival in the great genetic universe.

Sina, the Viscount, is far worse than this girl.

The monster cow is quite powerful, and although not as flexible as a teenage girl, it can't be underestimated.

Girls are a little less powerful than monster cows, and one bull at a time can't tell the difference between winning and losing.

“Psst!” Weird cowside warside squeals seem to be extremely angry.

“You know what Miss Ben's good at? Give me your balls, Miss Ben, before you die.” The girl drinks delicately.

“Woo!” the old cow shouted, flashing a bright golden light on a pair of iron hooves, like a storm pounding wildly on the girl.

The girl's figure changed, and the purple knife in her hand was like Moonshine River. She was quite comfortable with the style of everyone. The brutal offense of the monster cow was dissolved by her into the invisible.

“There are still a lot of masters in the genetic universe. Just look at this young girl's knife and you will know that her elders must be extraordinary.” Hansen said secretly in his heart.

Hanson was watching Jinjin smell, suddenly he heard another clamor in the stone forest, soon he saw several monster cows with golden eggs rushing out of the stone forest and pounding at the girl.

Girls' knife skills are strong, but after all, they are too weak. They are barons' standard. They can still cope one-on-one. Immediately after being besieged, they look dangerous. Obviously they are not the rivals of the monsters.

“Why are you still standing there? Why don't you come and help?” The girl backed away and sighed at Hansen Jiao.

Hanson thought, "You tried to rob my balls, and now you're asking me for help. That's a big heart. ”

“I can help, but I don't offer free service. Well, you give me the knife in your hand as a reward, and I'll take care of those cows.” Hanson said.

The purple knife in the girl's hand is obviously made of heterogeneous material, looks very good and seems to be of better quality than the rhinoceros dagger.

Hanson usually doesn't take out the holy angel's bones and arrows, and he lacks a suitable weapon.

The girl arrived simply and threw the knife directly to Hansen. She ran to Hansen and shouted, "Okay, I've got the knife for you. Please help me. ”

Hanson grabbed the knife and held it in his hand. He looked at the four monster cows screaming and rushing. He stepped out like a snake and threw up. His figure flashed through the four monster cows.

Dang! Dang!

When the sound of four metal falls was heard, the four golden eggs fell on the floor, and the four monster cow wounds were sprayed with blood and all of them fell to the ground.

“Hunting Baron Fae Golden Yang cattle and discovering Fae genes. ”

Four times in a row, Hanson waved a knife and suddenly pulled four pairs of golden eggs into the bag he was preparing.

“Hey, those balls are mine.” The young girl rushed over to stare at Hanson and said.

“Of course I killed mine. It's very dangerous here. Better get out of here before you run into danger again. Next time you won't be so lucky.” Hanson walked right into the stone forest.

Where did the girl leave, she quickly chased after him: “Do you have any credit for this man? I already gave you the purple moon knife. You should give me those balls... or we can split one half of each other...”

Hanson felt troubled, picking a pair of golden eggs out of his pocket and throwing it to the girl.

After the young girl caught it, she was overjoyed, and Hanson thought she should leave, but who knows, after a while, the young girl came after her again.

“Didn't I already give you something? What are you still doing with me?” Hanson frowned.

“That's just one of my assignments. I have to get a silver horn. I see you've barely made it. So let's go kill the silver sheep together?” The girl blinked her eyes.

“What use do you want these things for?” Hanson asked with some confusion.

Teenage girls come from different backgrounds, and this is baron-grade heterogeneous material, not worth her knife, and not knowing what she wants with it.

“I'm going to get these two things to complete the bar mitzvah. If I don't get them, I can only wait another year, and then I can't go out this year. If it's really bad, help me out.” The young girl looked pitifully at Hanson and said.