Eller, who grew up in a slum since childhood, was not a good person. He was very sensitive. He had just moved, and with a whoosh, he had already turned over two tables and moved the stool in a sinister way.

The result of the other party's imitation was that the focus was on one high and one low, and the front leg bones of one leg hit the extremely hard log stool, and the whole person fell into a horse stool.

During this process, everyone obviously heard a crisp "click" sound, and the calves of the leg stuck in the stool legs appeared obviously twisted, and all the white bones and stubble came out, and the blood was like a square fountain, spraying so happily.

The hero of the last second turned into a slug the next second.

He lie on the ground with his legs in his arms, howling, and his combat power instantly returned to zero.

Everyone couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning. Just looking at it made people's scalp numb, and their eyes fell on the culprit.

The young lobby manager Eller was also a little stunned. He didn't expect that the trap he set up was so powerful with just a pull, and he waved his hands repeatedly and said, "I can't blame me. You have to testify for me. He chased me first, and I didn't touch him."

"You dare to hurt my brother, seek death, brothers, scout the guys." Poront's eyes were red. Now that he saw blood, there was no way to do anything. He called his little brother to take out all the weapons, including daggers, iron sticks, and short forks, all of which were fighting on the street.

"What do you want to do? Oh...my legs, my legs!" The injured person lying on the ground shouted in horror.

It turned out that there was a young man next to him, a young man Andys, who didn't care about his wishes and pinched his arms holding his legs twice. The young wounded suddenly realized that his arms were completely useless.

Taking advantage of this skill, the injured leg completely fell into the other party's arms. Another click sound, the twisted leg returned to its original position again, and the young injured person couldn't help but howl wildly.

The pain this time was dozens of times more painful than before. The hands that had regained consciousness slapped the ground frantically, "My legs, my legs."

He wanted to pull out his legs, but the other party's hands were like rocks. No matter how hard he struggled, he didn't move at all. After struggling for several seconds, he rolled his eyes and fainted.

"Who are you? What did you do to my brother?" Pollant was shocked and angry.

What was angry was that the other party dared to harm his brothers one after another and did not take them seriously at all.

What was shocking was that he didn't see clearly how the tall young Andys man appeared. It seemed that in the blink of an eye, the other party was already standing there. Does the other party have knight-level skills?

This speculation made Polunt feel irritated. If the other party really had a knight-level skill, he would have been kicked to the ironclad this time and could provide for a knight-level skill. It was definitely not something that they were hanging around on the streets that could provoke.

"Let go of my brother." The others did not have Polunte's shrewdness. When they saw blood, their eyes turned red and they rushed forward with a fierce momentum.

"Woom..." An Andys Hound suddenly jumped out and blocked them with a grin.

"Scared!" Everyone was startled. Although the Andys Hound's body was not as big as a wolfhound, it was much more powerful than an ordinary native dog. He usually looked gentle, but once he got angry, he would have a momentum.

"Barton, come back." Sean glanced at the ranger heroes coldly, "If you don't want your brother to saw off the leg, it's better not to act rashly."

"Stop!" Polante's cold sweat came down. With just this glance, he could conclude that the opponent had definitely entered the knight level and began to move towards the big knight level, the kind of eyes that were solid and unscathed, he had only seen in the deputy commander of the City Guard. It was a real big knight.

"Don't worry, he's fine, he just fainted. Eller, you guys, help me carry him to the medical room." Sean said to his young waiter.

"Yes, boss." Although Eller didn't know what his boss was going to do, he obeyed his orders.

"Be gentle, don't move his injured leg. I'll just lift his injured leg. Please help lift your body." When I got up, Sean's feet were obviously floating, and there was a rush of heat on his forehead.

The moment I just seemed to be casual, actually consumed two-thirds of Sean's energy.

While helping him to scramble bones, part of Sean's magic power penetrated into the injured leg in a mental manner. During the correction process, he further used force inside the injured leg, including pushing four bone stubble from the wound and fixing the position of the tendon to prevent further strain of the force.

It also fully acts as a gravity, perfectly acting Sean's power on the wound, minimizing secondary damage.

Speaking of mysterious, the theory is quite simple, which is to use real-time monitoring of magic power on others, which is the focus of Sean's recent research.

The reason why the attribute of will did not seem so simple before was that after this attribute broke through 4, Sean sometimes had a mysterious and mysterious feeling. Even if he closed his eyes, he could see something.

Originally, he thought this was caused by a significant increase in perception, but after repeated tests, it was not entirely true. Will also plays a very subtle role in it. Perception is limited to various sensations in the body. Under the influence of a strong will, some things have been separated from normal senses.

It was a bit like the thought power of the legend in the previous life, and Sean was a little confused. He asked Ms. Elena for consultation, and the answer he gave was also ambiguous. He only said that this was the sorcerer's perception of nature. Everyone has their own path. She could only rely on his own to explore, and she could not help him. When he could hear the echo of the elements of nature, he entered the real palace of magic and became a secret sorcerer.

After talking for a long time, Sean complained in his heart that this is typical of free-range education, and no one systematically summarized this aspect.

Even if there is, my mother must have not received systematic education in this area. The wild ways to explore everything themselves can reach the present, relying on her own talent.

Regardless of whether it is mental power or not, Sean is in a state of infancy. He is sometimes not effective, and there is no legendary moving things dozens of meters away.

Until now, Sean has not been able to move anything within half a meter in front of him by this kind of mind. It is more like an extension of the body's senses.

For example, when focusing this power on both eyes, his vision immediately increased to a higher level. He used to look at the world like a person with high myopia, but suddenly put on suitable glasses. The whole world is different and can see farther and clearer. If it is at night, there will be a ability similar to glimmer vision.

If you concentrate on your legs, you can increase Sean's instant explosive power by 30%. Don't underestimate this number. Just based on Sean's current physical fitness, Bolt, a swimmer in his previous life, had to stand aside in front of him, and his fastest speed had exceeded 100 meters and 9 seconds.

After all, there are subtle differences in the biological structure in this world from the previous life, which determines the physical limits of both parties. It is rare to see strong men who have been able to lift a thousand pounds in their previous life. There are many in this life. With a little training, the nutrition can keep up and meet the standards.

Increased by 30% will make Sean's 100-meter speed exceeding seven seconds. This is definitely an amazing increase. Every little increase in speed, the air resistance will increase exponentially. Bolt's 100-meter score is the 100-meter speed of the 100-meter speed, and he is the 100-meter speed of the 100-meter speed, which shows his stubbornness.

Although this ability is powerful, it consumes as amazing.

Concentrate your eyes and last for up to twenty seconds. If the speed or force bursts out, you will only run a hundred meters. You will inevitably consume all your energy and spirit and fall into a severe coma for several hours.

The side effects are not small, especially the burst of strength or speed, which will cause varying degrees of damage to the explosion part, and will even cause muscle tear.

In the final analysis, Sean's physical fitness has not kept up, and in game terms, it means that he is not physically fit.

After trying it, Sean found that he had the greatest help in medical skills, especially his internal injuries that were helpless before.

The reason why internal injuries cannot be treated is said to be limited by medical conditions. In the final analysis, it is impossible to observe the situation of the patient's injured part.

No matter whether it is surgery or Sean's own strength, as long as you can observe and prescribe the right medicine, there will be more ways to think of it.

But my method is in the experimental stage after all, so I can’t use my subordinates to do the experiment. With a sudden inspiration, I have the current medical center and restaurant.

Unfortunately, no test items have been delivered to the door until now. The young lobby manager whom he had just promoted created one for him. Seeing that he was worried about hunting, he didn't care whether he was happy or not. He first thought about himself many times, broke it and corrected hundreds of dead pig legs, and directly used it on the gangster who was causing trouble.

The effect is very ideal, and the rest is to observe the subsequent recovery.

One thing is certain: as long as you are not infected, the other party will not only be in danger of life, but this leg will be saved.

As for whether he will be lame, Sean can't guarantee it, after all, the bone scum that just launched is not small.

If it were other quack doctors, such as bloodletting monks, he would have to chop off his leg. Whether his life could be saved will be 37, the chance of survival will be 37, and the chance of seeing the God of Truth will be 7.

Sean has no good idea for various infections. He has had the idea of ​​taking penicillin before, but he has no idea yet. After all, he is not a professional chemistry student. He only knows that he can extract it from mold, but it is unknown which mold is extracted from, let alone the method of refining it.

The process of chopping legs is also extremely bloody. Basically, chopping beef legs and pork legs is a virtue. Usually, a knight with great strength holds an axe. Otherwise, if you can't chop off one axe, the patient will be in trouble.

Sean, the world's first anesthetic, has just been developed and has not yet been promoted.

Those who are responsible for filling some strong rum, those who are irresponsible will directly make it hard, and there will be one or two cases in the 100 people, not to mention the heavy bleeding after amputation. If the treatment is not done in time, it will also cause people to bleed and die.
Chapter completed!