Thrilling Recovery: Lyon's Physical Attack Was Weird at the Beginning

In the elevator late at night, a long-haired female ghost is crawling. Jiang Zhe silently put on his tactical gloves. Female ghost: Aren't you afraid of me? Jiang Zhe: Your movements are too slow and your erection time is too long. A perfect parry and sparks flying! Jiang Zhe received a Soviet-style back throw and pushed the female ghost directly into the floor. The agents of the Investigation Bureau were shocked: That was an S-class wraith. You just dropped it like that? Jiang Zhe: This is called tactical suppression, do you understand? Deep in the forbidden area, the evil god descended. Jiang Zhe calmly opened his backpack and synthesized the herbs. "Give me two seconds and I'll sort out the grid." Under the bewildered gaze of the Evil God, Jiang Zhe took out his Chicago typewriter. Da da da da da! "Rules? In the face of unlimited ammunition, I am the rule!"