"Baji."
The old woman took another puff, exhaling white smoke, and said lightly: "Not your target, but you met him twice?"
The old woman knew very well what kind of business the enemy did, and she also knew the way the enemy taught the child.
Although she didn't have much contact with Yi Erfan, she knew that Yi Erfan was on a mission when he wasn't with Withered Poke Mountain.
The so-called mission was naturally to assassinate the target.
In her opinion, it was basically impossible for Yi 'erfan to come into contact with her peers twice.
Ilmi's dark eyes were calm, he said concisely: "The first time I met him, I felt he was very dangerous, so I ran away."
Young children generally liked to flaunt their superiority. If they fought with their peers, even if they were beaten away, they would not admit that they were beaten away. They would usually define the behavior of being beaten away as a tactical retreat.
Ilmi was not an ordinary child. His birth gave him a unique personality. He did not feel that running away because of fear was a shameful thing.
"Dangerous?" The old woman seemed surprised. When she saw Law a few months ago, she glanced at him out of boredom. She only felt that his level was passable, but Ilmi actually thought that Law was dangerous?
When she saw Law, she did not observe him again, so she did not know that Law had become stronger in the past few months like a rocket.
"Well, it's incredible …" Ilmi's dark eyes were filled with doubt, he said seriously: "I think he has become more dangerous now."
Who was Ilmi? The eldest son of the enemy's family, he was trained as an assassin from birth.
Although there were not many members in the family, the elders were all powerful telekinesis users. In this environment, Ilmi had to go through inhuman torture training since childhood, and he was exposed to telekinesis at a young age.
Physical fitness, knowledge, skills, combat experience, telekinesis …
To put it bluntly, he was invincible among his peers.
But Ilmi, who was invincible among his peers, actually thought that Law was dangerous? He was even scared away.
Knock knock …
The old woman couldn't understand. She raised her pipe and knocked it against the wall. "When I saw that kid a few months ago, Nianzhi's level was only average. He's not bad for his age, but he's a far cry from you."
"Is that so?"
Ilmi was expressionless. The first time he met Law, he was frightened by Law's aura and eyes, but just now, he deliberately used [Restrain] to observe Law.
Although he couldn't see much information, at least he could see that Law was much stronger than the first time they met. Even if Law didn't release his aura, he could keenly sense the gap.
However, if what his grandmother said was true, then how could Law have made such exaggerated progress in just a few months?
"You care about that brat?" The old woman looked at Ilmi, who was expressionless but deep in thought.
"A little." Ilmi nodded and admitted.
The family-style education had determined his future path.
Ever since he started his mission, he had not met many people his age, but Ilmi felt that he was not on the same level as his peers.
Regardless of experience or ability, it could be said that in all aspects …
He felt that this was a very normal thing, because … would a normal child risk their life to train at the age of three?
But now, there was someone who was only a few years older than him who seemed to be stronger than him.
After hearing Ilmi's answer, the old woman was surprised again.
"Grandmother, you don't have to send me off." Ilmi suddenly said.
The old woman seemed to be aware of Ilmi's intention, she exhaled a long smoke and asked: "Do you want to go home now?"
"No." Ilmi didn't hide and directly replied.
"If you think that brat is dangerous, then stay away from him." The old woman said lightly.
Her opinion of Ro was still a few months old, but since Ilmi said so, she reminded him of what Ilmi believed to be true.
Ilmi nodded and walked in the direction of Law's departure with her bag.
"Don't ruin the clothes, that's for your mother." Seeing that Ilmi nodded but didn't listen, the old woman showed a helpless look and could only remind him a little.
Hearing the old woman's reminder, Ilmi waved his hand, indicating that he understood.
"Really."
The old woman shook her head slightly and walked back into the alley.
She wasn't worried about Ilmi at all. As for why, it was because even her old bones couldn't beat Ilmi in a fight.
After saying goodbye to his grandmother, Ilmi walked on the road where Law left, his pace was very slow.
When he accidentally saw Law, not only did he see that Law had become stronger, but he also noticed the faint murderous aura that Law exuded.
In the words of an assassin, he was ready to kill.
After Ilmi saw this, plus he wanted to see Law's current level, he planned to quietly follow Law.
With his absolute and hiding method, he had absolute confidence that Law couldn't detect him.
.....
Law didn't know that Ilmi was also in Meteor Street, let alone that Ilmi was following him.
He took Sambika to the East Street, turned into the alley, walked for a while, and finally came to the Elder's house.
In the rusty iron gate, there were still two people guarding, as for how many people were in the house, it was not clear.
"This is it." Law glanced at the two guards in the iron gate.
The two walked not far from the gate under the watchful eyes of the guards.
The two guards looked at Law carefully, and their eyes gradually changed. At first, they were surprised, and then they showed a trace of fierceness. They seemed to recognize Law.
"Do you need my mind to cooperate?" Law looked at Sambika beside him, and at the same time, he raised his hand and flicked two fingers at the two guards.
Two air bombs the size of marbles flew out from his fingers and hit the two guards accurately on their throats. With a low sound, a bloody hole was created.
The two air bombs didn't have the ability of Hand of God. They were just low-level uses of the release system. Even if they hurt people, they wouldn't occupy the page.
The two guards didn't know what happened, but they covered their throats in horror, and blood kept flowing from their palms.
After a while, the eyes of the two guards dimmed quietly, and after falling to the ground, they were dead.
Seeing that Law killed two people with a raise of his hand, Sambika reacted coldly. She stretched out her hand and said, "Try it, maybe the effect will be better."
"Okay." Law nodded.
Sambika's body suddenly emitted Qi, and most of it gathered on her right hand.
She selected one of the many viruses in her body and used Qi as nourishment to 'reproduce' a sufficient amount at the speed of light.
Rather than reproduction, it's better to use Qi to simulate and replicate the virus. This is one of the ways she uses Pandora's Box, which has advantages and disadvantages.
Reproducing and replicating the virus through Qi is the way to use Materialization, and the virus that is materialized has the same effect as the original. The advantage is that it is formed quickly, and the disadvantage is that it is easy to be detected by Telekinesis Users and can be resisted by Qi, and the duration is limited.
"Give me your hand." After replicating enough virus, Sambika suddenly said.
Law walked over and reached out to Sambika. Without her reminder, he condensed Qi on his palm and formed a transparent sphere the size of a rubber ball.
"I'm going to put it in, you control it." Sambika put enough virus in her hand into Law's transparent sphere.
Law concentrated on receiving the virus that Sambika handed into the transparent sphere. After Sambika withdrew her hand, he compressed the sphere a little to reduce the difficulty of control, and then threw it into the house.
The transparent sphere wrapped in the virus passed through the open window and entered the house.
Law didn't know what effect the virus extracted by Sambika had. Anyway, it was an airborne virus, and he could just throw it into the house and infect the elders.
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