Lin Yu felt that Harry Potter was comparable to Wang Quan Fugui in the original Fox Spirit World in this respect.

That guy, who was raised as a soldier from a young age, also has outstanding combat talent.

With Harry Potter's talent, if he were to cultivate in the world of fox spirits, he would surely be able to make a name for himself.

Another day.

"Master, who are our opponents tonight?"

With everyone else in the house asleep, Harry Potter pulled a hood from under his pillow.

He made it himself using the money he had taken from those unjust people after he had done his heroic deeds.

Although it was still a bit ugly, it was much better than the first headgear I used.

I feel like ordinary people are no match for me anymore.

Harry Potter said, pulling a steel pipe from under the bed with great interest.

But in the darkness beneath the bed, there were more than just steel pipes.

There were countless things like bricks, small daggers, and all sorts of other items.

These are all Harry Potter's spoils, or things he found useful.

Looking at these things alone, it's really hard to reconcile them with Harry Potter's innocent and delicate face.

Anyone looking at this would think it's the room of a petty thug.

Even Voldemort at Harry Potter's age probably wouldn't have had these things under his bed.

'So confident now?'

'Yes! Of course!'

'Master, didn't you see how I dealt with those three people yesterday?'

The image of Harry Potter excitedly waving a steel pipe in his small closet, while trying to avoid hitting the wall, is rather comical.

Yesterday I encountered three drug addicts committing a crime in an alley.

This time, Harry Potter wasn't as reckless as before.

He silently crept up behind them, took down one of them with a steel pipe, and before the other two could react, he finished off the other one as well.

The last person, needless to say, was easily taught a lesson by him.

Even if the other party eventually pulled out a dagger, it wouldn't make any difference.

The dagger under the bed was what he had gotten last night.

'Looks like I'll have to make things a bit more difficult for you.'

Lin Yu smiled. As a teacher, he naturally liked the diligent and eager-to-learn child.

'No problem! Leave it to me!'

Harry Potter wore a bright and confident smile, one he had never shown before.

But after leaving home, when Lin Yu guided him to the enemy in front of him, Harry Potter, who was hiding in the shadows, nervously swallowed and muttered to himself.

'What, didn't you ask to increase the difficulty?'

'Coco, that's not how you escalate, the other side has a gun.'

Harry Potter, on the verge of tears, denounced Lin Yu's cruelty as a teacher. Looking at the pistol in the other's hand, the grand words he had spoken at home were long forgotten.

When faced with firearms, unless one is specially trained, the first reaction of an average person under normal circumstances is to run away rather than fight.

A gun is fast from seven paces away, and both fast and accurate within seven paces!

'This is a modern society; you're bound to encounter people carrying firearms.'

"Didn't you consider joining the army before? Consider this a way to demonstrate your adaptability to the battlefield."

Lin Yu's voice remained as languid as ever, "Go boldly, I'll cover for you, there won't be any problems."

Hearing Lin Yu's words and thinking of his amazing abilities, Harry Potter felt a little more at ease.

I'm still a little scared.

This is not to say that I am cowardly, but rather that it is a normal psychology of a normal person.

'Then, Master, I'm going.'

Harry Potter lingered for a while, as if to encourage himself or to remind Lin Yu to keep an eye on him.

After saying that, he swallowed hard, mustered all his attention, and cautiously crept up behind the robber in the alley.

This time was different from before; Harry Potter was truly focused, carefully using the shadows in the alley to get closer.

Looking at his sly and furtive movements, Lin Yu wondered if the kid had recently watched some other works, like assassins or something similar.

He's really mastered the "infiltrate the shadows" technique.

Perhaps because he was a little too nervous, Harry Potter didn't notice a small pebble on the ground and accidentally kicked it.

The slightest sound was so clear in the quiet alley.

The armed robber turned around immediately, and when he saw Harry Potter sneaking towards him, he raised his hand without any hesitation.

The moment Harry Potter saw the other person's movements, alarm bells went off in his mind!

Fortunately, he had already prepared himself mentally before setting off.

The results of long-term cultivation are now being revealed.

His inner energy unconsciously flowed into his legs, and time seemed to slow down around him at that moment.

He could even clearly see the other person's finger pull the trigger in an extremely slow motion.

A burst of flame erupted from the black muzzle of the gun, and a bullet spun through the flames as it hurtled toward him.

"Boom! Boom!"

My heart was pounding, and my adrenaline was soaring!

An unprecedented feeling of excitement spread through my body.

There was no time to fully savor the feeling; I simply followed my instincts.

Harry Potter suddenly ducked and lunged forward to the left!

"call out!"

It's too late, but it's too soon.

Just as he made a move, he felt as if something had brushed against his leg.

Before the pain could even reach him, the muscles in his arm bulged with the help of his internal energy, causing the steel rod in his hand to slam heavily down on the opponent's arm!

"Crack!"

A clear sound of bones cracking rang out.

The opponent's arm snapped instantly and twisted into a bizarre angle under the force of the steel pipe, which was imbued with internal energy.

The pistol in his hand fell to the ground.

Seeing the pistol fall, Harry Potter charged forward again and kicked it away.

Then, he swung the steel pipe in his hand, leaving afterimages, and smashed it down on the other party's head and face.

When a person is in a life-threatening situation, there is almost no room for calm thinking.

My only thought is to get rid of this dangerous guy in front of me as quickly as possible!

There is nothing else.

And this is exactly what Harry Potter is thinking at this moment.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 212 Superhero Headgear Man, Here He Appears!

Ignoring the screams and roars of his opponent, Harry Potter continued to swing his club as if he felt nothing!

"boom!"

"Boom!"

The hard steel pipe fell on a person's body, making a dull sound like hitting a sandbag.

This intense attack continued until Harry Potter was exhausted. After seeing his opponent lying motionless on the ground, he delivered two more blows before collapsing to the ground, panting heavily.

The guy who was just robbed has already left.

Only Harry Potter and the robber from before remained in the alley.

"I advise you not to rest here any longer, or the police might come along and cause trouble."

There was quite a commotion here just now, with gunshots and screams.

Furthermore, it's uncertain whether the guy who just escaped will call the police or something.

Harry Potter nodded and was about to get up when he felt a sharp pain in his calf as a bloody gash tore through his pants.

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