The Little Semi-Deity with Supernatural Calculations

  Some people say that when a person's IQ reaches a certain level, it will start to polarize towards two extremes. One extreme is like Tianran Er, whose brain is in a state of dormancy for a long time, but can exert energy that ordinary people cannot understand when focused on something. The other extreme is like Jin Huiming, who may be slower than Tianran Er in calculation speed at the same level, but has some abnormal talents.

  For example, premonition.

  Wang Jian was very reassured about her running around everywhere, because Wang Jian had seen an introduction to people like her in a book, called something like "super visual avoidance", which is the sixth sense, able to feel danger and special circumstances.

  This feeling is not unique to people with high IQ, but some veteran soldiers who have been through many battles also experience it. Among them, snipers who have been highly concentrated for a long time are the most obvious. Many snipers returning from the battlefield often develop an extraordinary sense of foreboding danger.

  So when Jin Huiming said she had a bad premonition, Wang Jian firmly believed it, after all, people like them saw a world that was vastly different from the one Wang Jian saw.

  After two people rushed to where the crowd was gathering, something bad happened as Jin Huiming had said.

  In the crowd, one of them was Zhang Manting, with disheveled hair and a stubborn gaze. There was an unknown wound on her forehead, and fresh blood had already covered half of her face.

  And in her hand, she was stubbornly grasping the corner of a man's clothes, who appeared to be around thirty years old with a lewd expression on his face, refusing to let go.

  "He's a thief!" Zhang Manting shouted loudly, but no one dared to come forward: "I saw him stealing things!"

  "Let go quickly!" The big uncle raised his hand and slapped it down with a slap.

  Zhang Manting closed her eyes tightly, fully prepared to be beaten, but her hand remained grasping the man's clothes, and she shouted loudly: "Quickly go report to the police!"

  However, after waiting for a long time, she found that the thief's palm had not fallen, and she couldn't help but feel a little surprised. She slowly opened her eyes to find that there was an extra person in front of her, with one hand pinching the thief's neck, and he had lifted him up abruptly.

  One hand! Lifts a 123-pound adult man up!

  With such force, the first thing that flashed through her mind was surprisingly her detestable teacher Wang...

  And when she saw clearly, she was stunned. This one-armed green giant, wasn't it Wang Jian...

  Wang Jian pinched the man's neck. Without blinking, the veins on his exposed arm bulged, apparently using great force, as if he really wanted to strangle the man to death.

  The little thief was suspended in mid-air, his face had already turned a deep purple. His hands and feet were struggling non-stop, and under the extreme pressure and lack of oxygen, a large patch on his crotch had also become wet, as if he had urinated.

  "Ah Jian!" Tian Ran also rushed over and grabbed Wang Jian's arm: "Someone has been killed! Don't!"

  Wang Jian's hair was standing on end. He couldn't hear her words, his steel-like fingers were still tightening. The thief's capillaries had been pinched off in a large area, and his neck had turned a purplish color due to compression. His nostrils also started bleeding. His eyeballs were filled with bloodshot eyes, like a dead fish rolling its eyes. And the last bit of air in his lungs was squeezed out of his compressed trachea, making a terrifying hissing sound.

  "Wang Jian!" Tian Ran Er also got angry and rushed up, slapping Wang Jian's face: "Let go!"

  With this slap, Wang Jian's brain, filled with violent anger, cleared up a lot. He took a deep breath, and like throwing out a chicken, he flung that person away, patted his hands, turned around to face the crowd of onlookers who had been watching from the side, and rushed at lightning speed towards the young man closest to him, slapping him without warning, causing his nose to bleed profusely and his face to swell up in a big lump.

  The bystander A, who was lying down and got caught in the crossfire, looked at Wang Jian with a face full of horror and confusion. After glancing around, Wang Jian snorted coldly: "A bunch of trash." Then he shouted loudly: "You're all garbage!"

  After finishing speaking, he squatted down, lifted up Zhang Manting's hair that had been stained with blood on her forehead, and raised his hand to Tian Er: "Tissue paper."

  He hastily handed Wang Jian a bottle: "I brought disinfectant!"

  Wang Jian took over the paper towels and disinfectant, then squatted down to clean Zhang Manting's wound. The wound wasn't deep, it looked like it was caused by bumping into something during the commotion. Fortunately, the wound was hidden in her hair, so it wouldn't disfigure Zhang Manting. After all, this girl was quite pretty except for being a bit thin and malnourished, it would be a pity if she were to become disfigured.

  The onlookers around gradually dispersed, after all, Wang Jian's crazy appearance just now was quite frightening. No one wanted to become the next person to be shot while lying down, so except for some truly bored people, most of them scattered away. The one who had been slapped without reason could only use excuses like "son beating father" to comfort himself before leaving dejectedly.

  "You're quite brave." After Wang Jian helped Zhang Manting clean and dress her wound, he tidied up her hair: "Next time, you should be more careful."

  After finishing speaking, he turned his head to prepare to take down the little thief's arm, but as soon as he turned his head, he found that the guy had already run off somewhere, earlier it seemed like he was almost squeezed to death by Wang Jian, didn't expect him to be able to run so fast...

  Jin Huiming witnessed the whole process on one side, which made her extremely excited, her eyes almost turned into red peaches, and her hands were clasped to her chest, pretending to be very weak and delicate.

  Zhang Manting rolled her eyes and looked at Wang Jian for a while before turning her face away, saying indifferently: "Thank you."

  "Alright, alright. Time to call it a day." Jin Huiming walked up with her hands on her hips: "I've told you countless times, with your weak arms and legs, you should stay out of this kind of thing. If something happens to you, you'll definitely be done for. Those people you saw earlier, they're the type who should be taken away for human experimentation, not living in this world. What's the point of getting involved with them?"

  Wang Jian stood up and flicked Jin Huiming's forehead: "You saving the scorpion is your nature, the scorpion stinging you is its nature. Do you understand?"

  "You're still talking about me? You almost killed someone just now." Jin Huiming rubbed his forehead, muttering reluctantly: "You big villain, a scorpion stings you and you have to get rid of the scorpion, huh?"

  Wang Jian smiled wryly and rubbed his forehead: "I couldn't control myself just now... but if it really provokes me, I'll trample it to death."

  Jin Huiming pointed at Wang Jian and said to Zhang Manting: "Look at him, so fake."

  "I haven't finished speaking yet."

  And Er Tian walked over at this time, looking at Wang Jian with a quivering gaze: "I..."

  "You slapped me..." Wang Jian touched his face: "I've never been slapped by a woman since I was born."

  "I'm sorry..."

  "Never mind, almost killed someone again."

  "Again!" Jin Huiming's eyes widened: "You've also killed someone?"

  Also...

  Tianran looked at Jin Huiming with a strange expression, then glanced at Wang Jian, and was shocked.

  "Nothing of the sort."

  "You have a secret." Jin Huiming slyly looked at Wang Jian: "Sooner or later, I'll dig out your secret."

  Tian Ran listened for a while, then started daydreaming again, and his face became increasingly ugly...

  "Hey, it's time to call it a day." Jin Huiming called out to Tianran Er: "You must have persecution complex."

  Tianran opened her eyes and looked at Wang Jian: "You..."

  "We'll talk later, let's go. I still need to find a place for Zhang Manting to apply medicine, the wound is not deep, it's just a flesh wound."

  As they spoke, several people began walking towards the exit, and meanwhile, Jin Huiming also called Tang Jun and Cheng Hui, who were guarding the entrance, to gather at the exit.

  "Why gather?"

  "You'll know soon." Jin Huiming's smile was full of deep meaning: "This requires super high intelligence, you don't understand."

  "Ah..." Wang Jian was despised heavily for a moment, pinching Jin Huiming's cheek: "Say it again and see."

  At this time, Zhang Manting, who had been following behind, suddenly pulled at the corner of Jin Huiming's clothes and whispered: "Egg egg, thank you."

  "Thanks for nothing." Jin Huiming pointed at Wang Jian in front of him: "Not this wooden head, I wouldn't care about you otherwise."

  "Egg egg, don't be like this..." Zhang Manting seemed to mind Jin Huiming: "We are good friends."

  "Get out of here." Jin Hui understood Zhang Manting's glance: "Scram scram."

  "Are you trying to make me angry?"

  "I don't have the energy, I started thinking of slapping you a few times, but seeing that you're injured, I'll save it for now. When I've accumulated 1,600 slaps, I'll settle the account after autumn."

  Zhang Manting smiled: "You can't save enough in your whole life."

  As they spoke, several people had already arrived at the exit. Then, Wang Jian suddenly discovered that almost all of his classmates were there, especially Cheng Hui and Tang Jun. The two of them were sitting coolly on the railing by the side of the road, with forty or fifty young men about their age following behind them.

  There was also a iron tower-like Huang Weilong leaning against the Chinese parasol tree playing with Li Nu's new mobile phone.

  "Oh, you're all here?"

  Ye Wen sighed and gave Jin Hui Ming a resentful glance: "The second master's order is that anyone who doesn't come will be killed..."

  And at this time, Jin Huiming raised his hand and looked at his watch: "Five, four, three, two, one...... it's coming."

  As soon as she finished speaking, about twenty people with rather shifty figures emerged from the alley around the corner and slowly walked towards Wang Jian's room. They were holding either spring knives or water pipes in their hands, looking quite formidable.

  "Look, let's see if it's accurate or not." Jin Huiming burst out laughing: "They've come to seek their own death."

  Wang Jian suddenly understood why Jin Huiming had called everyone who could be called, it turned out that she had calculated the thieving group's nature and came up with a plan to wait for them to take the bait...