Finally, Wang Xiaodong came to his senses, stood up, stared at the man in black, and said coldly: "Tell me, who asked you to come, but it's useless to say it. Your life is destined to be left here."

He did not change his sight and asked his friend, "Brother Meng, is it you coming or me?"

Brother Meng was still sitting, looking motionless, and said lightly: "This is your place, you are not suppressing your master. Besides, you have to stand up and don't bother with the second master in one matter. You can settle the matter. We are still waiting to have fun."

"Well, that's all right," Wang Xiaodong took his seat and took three steps slowly, which seemed casual, but with each step he took, three three-inch deep footprints left on the solid ground. Then, instead of taking the fourth step, he bounced out, punched out with his fists, and bombarded the man in black.

The man in black hat was hanging down, as if he didn't expect Wang Xiaodong to fight as soon as he said that, and there was no unnecessary pre-war language communication at all.

That's right, you've come to take someone's life, and everything you say is a waste of expression. Why do they still make so much nonsense?

Perhaps, it was really too hasty. The man in black seemed to have no time to gather his skills and was caught off guard and greeted him. However, when he saw two low and dull sounds of "puff", the man in black was bombarded and flew backwards, hitting the wall heavily. He hung it on the wall for a second or two before sliding down the wall under the base of the wall. A part of his body was left on the wall, which seemed to witness the fact that he was visiting this time. What's worse, after the hat on the man in black was knocked over and fell, Wang Xiaodong and his friend Brother Meng not only saw the appearance of the young man, but also saw that the corners of his mouth were uncontrollably overflowing with bright red blood.

What's going on?

Is this a young killer?

Or is a lunatic who forgets to take medicine when going out?

This is not enough to watch, but he actually plays a killer with others?

Could it be that the killer world is not only incompetent, but has even fallen to the point where there is no successor? Otherwise, how could it be, how could a young man like the one in front of him dare to march into the killer world?

At this moment, Wang Xiaodong and Brother Meng suddenly believed that the young man had really taken a copper coin order. Their plan was not to say that their lives were just worth a copper coin, but that the young killer's work was just a copper coin value.

Suddenly, Wang Xiaodong had the urge to cry. Well, if you want to find a killer, you can also find someone with good skills and more professional skills. That way, at least, it can be considered respect for us. If you find a copycat and a scumbag, you can make people laugh and cry completely. What do you mean?

Are you going to make us laugh to death?

Brother Meng also shook his head speechlessly, with a look of disappointment and a careless taste. He poured himself a glass of wine. After he fucked, he smashed his mouth and sighed, "Master Dong, stop playing, hurry up and finish it. I think of Lin Yanzhi's pretty woman, her white long legs, her pink neck, and her bulging... Oh, I don't want to be too late for a moment."

"Okay," Wang Xiaodong nodded slightly, raised his legs, and walked slowly towards the young man under the wall, "As you wish."

"Young man," he said to the young man, "if this is the last game in your life, then I will help you end it. I have to say that your game is not fun, at least, it is not suitable for you to play."

"Is that right?" The man in black wiped away the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, and a hint of chill appeared on his turbid eyes.

Wang Xiaodong's feet suddenly condensed, and a cold air that was as cold as the twelfth month of the twelfth month actually came to his face, gradually forming a wall that slowly surrounded his body, freezing. In an instant, his vision seemed to have a serious illusion, as if he saw an awakening and anger from the prehistoric beast from the turbid eyes of the young man.

Subconsciously, his steps were about to retreat, but suddenly he realized that his feet could not move, even his entire body could not move at all!

Then, the young man slowly got up, but he quickly climbed into Wang Xiaodong's eyes, fear.

Then, the young man slowly walked towards Wang Xiaodong.

Brother Meng behind him was very confused and couldn't help but say, "Master Dong, why are you doing? Don't you like this game? Why are you doing it slowly? You can't just feel sorry for the woman's soup for me to drink. Let's just let you do it."

Because Wang Xiaodong was facing him from the back, he could not see the terror and despair on Wang Xiaodong's face at this moment, and he didn't know how terrible the power Wang Xiaodong was under at this moment. The huge force was like pushing him into a space with a hundred times gravity. Moreover, as the young man approached, he increased. Under the huge gravity squeezed, he clearly felt that his blood was soaring and his blood boiled, as if he was about to burst out the tube at any time! Affected by gravity, all the bones and joints were slowly scattered in the "crank" sound, as if they were scattered by a pile of powder at any time!

Pain! Pain! Pain! Pain! Pain! Pain!

It’s really so painful, even if it’s hard to describe it when it’s used to penetrate the bone marrow.

There is no doubt that although Wang Xiaodong grew up in a wealthy family, he was definitely not a spoiled young man who was a spoiled young man. At least, these huge pains did not make him compromise and beg for mercy. The problem is that he had to kneel down before saying that he had to grit his teeth. He wouldn't be able to bite him. Otherwise, what would he do if he accidentally bit his tongue off with his trembling teeth?

Brother Meng frowned slightly. He was puzzled. The counterfeit killer had walked in front of him, but Young Master Dong still looked unmoved. Hey, although I know you are very awesome, you can kill this counterfeit product in seconds, but isn't this time for fun?

Although this room is relatively remote in the Wang family compound and no one usually comes here, it seems that Aunt Li is a current accident. There are both one accident and two accidents. If there are Aunt Zhang and Ma, would they be killed?

Then, he saw that the young man seemed to be gentle and stretched out his hand to Wang Xiaodong's neck. At this time, Brother Meng suddenly discovered something vague:

No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like a friendly and friendly handshake or other close gesture. What’s more, how could Wang Xiaodong, who has always regarded himself, make friends with a copycat?

Then, he saw in surprise that Wang Xiaodong looked like a gentle and stupid goose, allowing the young man to hold his neck without any objection or objection - he must be crazy!

Otherwise, the neck is the foundation of human life. If someone holds the neck, he will hand over his life to others. As smart as Wang Xiaodong, how could he be willing?

Then, in great confusion and hesitation, he finally heard it. Wang Xiaodong seemed to have used his life's strength to say four words: "Brother Meng, save me-"

Click!

Perhaps, he wanted to say more than four words, but when he used his lifelong strength to express four words, his neck was cut off.

The four words "Brother Meng saves me" buzzed around Brother Meng's head, as if the life-seeking soul bell rings in his ears and invades the heart. In an instant, Brother Meng's scalp became numb, as if his head was blown up, and his soul and courage were broken. He could not even think about how this copycat suddenly transformed into demonization. He obeyed Wang Xiaodong as if a lamb waiting to be slaughtered without resisting, and he would not cut off his neck, and he would not go to rescue Wang Xiaodong - what a joke? He gave him a head to others and asked me to send it together. You are stupid and didn't recover and don't take medicine. Do you think I'm stupid too? As for the loyalty of the world, it is important to life?

So, Brother Meng thought of the first time, not "rescue" to Wang Xiaodong, but to run away!

Since the door of the room was in the direction of the young man in black, Brother Meng could not run to the other end, otherwise it would not be a escape, but a life-threatening death.

Fortunately, there is also a window. Although this window looks a bit less auspicious because of Aunt Li’s passing, it is hundreds or thousands of times better than the door that gives people a head.

Therefore, Brother Meng quickly locked the window's escape portal and put it into action very quickly.

Brother Meng's speed was definitely not slow. As soon as the thought of escaping for life arose, his body almost instinctively ejaculated and rushed towards the window.

It was visually estimated that the window was only about ten feet away from his seat. With his high and extremely light-weight speed, it would be at most three breaths to complete this distance.

At the moment when Brother Meng's body left the ground, he was already silently chanting in his heart: "One, two..."

The third number was not read. One of his ankles suddenly tightened, as if they were tied up by an iron hoop. At the same time, he pulled hard and snapped! His whole face hit the ground hard. Before he could feel the severe pain from his body, he heard a cold voice: "In the name of taking care of his brother and wife, he actually planned the beauty of his brother and wife, and fabricated various traps. He was not worthy of being a human being. Humph, your head must be full of shit. Don't you believe it? I'm happy to verify that I lost without shit."

Brother Meng really wants to say that there is no need to verify, you won.

However, his whole face was hit on the ground. Not only did his nose flatten his teeth and broke them a lot, but his lips were also kissing the earth intimately. What was worse was that the young man's feet had already stepped on the back of his head, and he didn't even have the chance to talk off his mouth from the ground.

Then, Brother Meng felt the foot on his head gradually increase force - at this time, something strange happened:

Brother Meng clearly felt that as the strength of his feet increased on his head, his head split little by little, and his blood slowly flowed. According to common sense, when the human body was suffering from the limit of pain, he would spontaneously activate protective measures to close the consciousness and faint. However, this is the strange thing. Brother Meng not only did not fall into a coma, but even his consciousness was clearer than ever, so that he could clearly feel the pain of Lingchi, which was comparable to 3,600 swords. A trace of severe pain made every inch of his muscles twitch and he was incontinent with urination and defecation.

This is a demon!

Finally, he felt his brain bone crack and his brain overflow. He heard a regretful sigh from the young man and said softly: "I lost, but I didn't..."

The signal is interrupted and Brother Meng, who is over, will never know that nothing is there.

But Lin Yanzhi and Miss Mei knew about it.

Miss Mei pulled Lin Yanzhi, who looked so beautiful and beautiful, who had looked so beautiful, blushed and blurred, and walked in. At the same time, everyone heard the young man muttering to himself: "I lost, but there was no shit."

Then they saw that the young man in black moved his feet away from a pile of brains that were spreading fragments of brain matter all over the floor.

The two girls were stunned and shocked. Lin Yanzhi woke up with a drunken heart and said, "Who are you?"

Miss Mei was even more surprised: "It's you!"

She recognized that this young man in black was the nobleman she met on Tianmu Mountain a few days ago - at least, in her mind, the person who could enjoy the tobacco that she could afford was definitely a nobleman.
Chapter completed!