However, Tang Song tried it in a different way. He used his true energy to simulate a transparent wind blade. When the little girl wasn't paying attention, the wind blade was mixed with the wind blowing from the roar of the sports car.

Cut off a piece of her hair.

Obviously, this little girl cannot absorb this kind of magical attack.

Of course, the little naughty boy was completely unaware of all this.

"Hello, my name is Mary, and my friends all call me Naughty." When mentioning his friends, Naughty's face flashed with happiness, and then the joy on his face dimmed, and he added: "My former friends, now I

No more friends!"

Little naughty, it turns out to be her!

After hearing the girl's self-introduction, Tang Song understood why his spiritual consciousness had failed on her.

He knew that this little naughty girl was a mutant. Her mutant ability was to absorb other people's abilities and vitality through contact.

This ability is useless in that it can only be used through skin contact, and this little girl does not seem to have full control of her power.

In order to avoid hurting others, she wrapped herself tightly like a rice dumpling.

"I'm not running away from home, I, I just came out to relax...!" The little naughty bit his lip, wanting his parents, his eye circles were a little red, and he tried not to cry.

She has just run away from home a few days ago, and she is not the homeless girl in the plot who is bold enough to hide in a stranger's truck.

Even though her mutant abilities can protect herself, she is only a high school student after all.

"No place to go?" Tang Song glanced at her and noticed her expression.

"If it's a domestic dispute, I can help you contact the police!"

Although Tang and Song vaguely remembered the whole story of the little naughty boy running away from home, it seemed that he accidentally hurt his friend because he failed to master his mutant ability.

However, his current identity is that of a well-meaning passing driver, and he talks too much, which actually scares the little girl.

"No, thank you!" The little naughty girl shook her head and declined Tang Song's kindness. She looked at Tang Song's hand that stretched out the car window, and subconsciously touched her own gloves, with a trace of envy in her eyes.

"The fun of riding in a convertible is to put your hands out the window and embrace the wind outside. You can take off your gloves and try it. It feels pretty good!"

Tang Song said and stretched out his arms out the window in a demonstrative manner.

The little naughty boy glanced at Tang Song, carefully put his left glove on, imitating Tang Song's approach, and extended his hand out of the car.

The wind blew on her arms, and she grabbed it hard, but it slipped through her fingers. This feeling made the little naughty girl's depressed mood dissipate a lot.

"Are you Chinese? You are so young but you drive such an expensive luxury car. What do you do, second generation rich?"

The little naughty boy who was in a better mood soon started chatting with Tang Song.

"Me, I am his father, the second generation rich man, the first rich man, I do some investment business in New York..."

How could a little girl who was no longer in high school have such a thoughtful mind? She was soon amused by some of Tang and Song's jokes, making her laugh non-stop, and the relationship between the two also became closer.

"How old are you? Are you going to keep wandering like this? If you really don't want to go home, why don't you come back to New York with me and I'll find you a part-time job. At least you can support yourself!"

Tang Song held the steering wheel with one hand, stretched out his hand through the little naughty hood, and rubbed her head.

The little naughty girl subconsciously wanted to avoid it, not that she was disgusted with Tang and Song Dynasty.

For an ordinary federal high school girl, a handsome guy like Tang Song, rich in wealth, who can drive a luxury car with one hand, is simply the prince charming of his dreams.

The reason why Little Naughty wants to hide is because she is afraid that her ability will hurt this friend she has just met.

Before she could escape, Tang Song's hand was already rubbing her head.

"Don't worry, I won't sell you out!"

Tang Song's voice seemed to have a hypnotic effect, and the little naughty boy agreed in a daze for some reason.

When she came to her senses, the sports car had arrived at the Federation.

"Where are we going?" The little naughty boy looked at the tall buildings around him and asked with some confusion.

"I'm going to a cocktail party, what do you think? Are you interested in joining in the fun?" Tang Song said with a smile.

The little naughty boy subconsciously looked at his hands and shook his head in depression.

After the car entered downtown Washington, facing the bustling crowd, she subconsciously put her gloves back on.

(I'm sorry, brothers, 4000 first. I'll stay up all night tonight. I have to figure out how to write this double assassination)
Chapter completed!