Author: Junzi Yin Yang

[You said you, just turn people into big and small eyes, the ratio is actually longan to lychee, no one can see it without cursing]

[What a handsome guy...tsk, tsk, tsk...]

"That's not a mistake. You need to use magic power to change again." Wan'an also felt guilty.

After all, there is no magic factor in this world.

Everything is caused by poverty.

This is the first time in my childhood that I have been called ugly.

But Xie Junchao couldn't say a word to refute.

"That's what we look like. Don't look at us if you find it ugly." Wan'an responded unceremoniously.

"I really thought I didn't hit women." Orlando sneered.

Niwawa thought that the executor from behind had arrived and the conflict that had just occurred was resolved.

Who knew that as soon as this 007 came over, new conflicts would arise.

Niwawa had a headache and loudly tried to dissuade her: "Stop arguing, there is an enforcer who will be here soon. You can go in when he arrives."

"Aren't the last two already here?" Jin Manman turned his attention to Wan'an and Xie Juanchao.

"Oh, this is my brother." Wan An stretched out his hand, hooked Xie Juan's neck and brought him into his arms.

Orlando chuckled, showing his big teeth: "God told me that you, brother and sister, will die on this mission."

"Orlando, it's endless, isn't it?" Jin Manman stepped forward and stood in front of Wan'an, pointing at Orlando angrily.

"Oh, God almost forgot, there is also you." Orlando raised his hands to the sky with an exaggerated expression.

Niwawa raised his sleeves and touched the sweat on his forehead: "Why are you arguing again? If you argue again, I will change the executor to take over the task."

After trying to break up the fight countless times, Niwawa finally caught everyone's weakness.

Sure enough, even Orlando shut up when it came to mission-related matters.

"Isn't there another person? When will he arrive?" Everyone was quiet for a while, and Yamazaki Ichiro, who had been silent in the corner, asked.

"Come, come, over there!" The clay doll raised his hand in surprise and pointed to the bamboo forest on the other side of the ancient house.

From the bamboo forest path, a man in black with a tall and tall figure walked out, carrying two swords on his back.

As the man approached, Wan An looked at him in surprise and whispered: "Shen Jiangting."

"Know?" Xie Junchao, who was standing next to her, raised his head and asked.

"My coach." Wan An bent down and whispered into Xie Juan's ear.

"Shen Jiangting, it's you!" Orlando, who was rarely quiet, immediately raised his machine gun and aimed at him when he saw Shen Jiangting approaching.

"Who are you?" Shen Jiangting raised her eyebrows and looked at Orlando in confusion.

"Orlando." Orlando narrowed his eyes dangerously, wary of him.

Shen Jiangting nodded with a clear look on his face, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Orlando? Never heard of it."

"You!" Orlando said angrily.

"Is he famous?" Faced with Orlando's anger, Shen Jiangting spread her hands and sneered.

"He is number 99 on the killing list." Jin Manman, who recognized Shen Jiangting as a player from the same country, quickly added.

"Ninety-nine?" Shen Jiangting sneered, her provocative eyes falling on Orlando's gun-holding hand: "If he can't make it to the top 50 on the killing list, I have no interest in dealing with him."

Orlando held the machine gun and stepped closer to Shen Jiangting: "You have killed many of our teammates, and I am very interested in competing with you."

"Just you?" Shen Jiangting smiled sarcastically, raising her hand without fear to deflect Orlando's gun from her: "Just save it, you can't kill me."

"Why are you arguing again?" Clay Baby looked at the executioners in front of him, divided into two groups. Every time someone joined, the one named Orlando had to jump out and make a noise, which drove him to the edge of madness.
Chapter completed!