After all, she's still a child.
Within one single breath, she had already grabbed the small bun in her hand.
"Bad guy, I'm leaving!" Qiqi's voice, milky and immature, snorted coldly, like a proud little peacock, her body wobbled in the air as she floated away.
Addicted held his head, enduring some unbearable pain!
Though the power of this kid's brainwaves wasn't strong, she had already attacked him no less than ten times, each attack causing cumulative damage that was terrifying in retrospect.
All he could do was watch the little girl slowly fly away.
Seemingly remembering something, he reached for his waist...
Click!
A cosmic firearm, modified by the strong ones of Earth City, was drawn from his waistband.
Little Qiqi's slightly shaky figure appeared in the sight.
But, for some unknown reason, Addicted put the firearm down again!
