Chapter 17: 12 Strands of Light of Fortune
"Young master..." Su Yi’s voice became even more enchanting.
Lu Zheng suddenly turned around, his face still full of urgency, but Su Yi suddenly noticed a thick black pipe aimed right at her.
"Hmm?"
Su Yi was startled, this huge thing she had never seen before set off alarms in her mind.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
With three loud bangs, three huge nets, each four meters square, shot out from the net-shooting gun, wrapping around Su Yi’s body with lightning speed.
This method of binding would surely infuriate a rope artist with its complete lack of aesthetics.
High-strength nylon ropes, commonly used in modern times for climbing, towing, and lifting, are top-notch and extremely durable. Now three nets shot in succession tightly wrapped Su Yi up.
"Buzz!"
The Peace Talisman in Lu Zheng’s arms suddenly became hotter than ever!
