Chapter 71

"You ask me who I am?"

Qingyu smiled. He turned his back to the sun. The shadow on his face made this smile very scary. He asked, "didn't Mr. Xiongtai tell you?"

"Who the hell are you?"

Ah Wu's voice became louder. He was no longer in the mood to talk to Qingyu. The blonde boy in front of him gave him an unspeakable sense of oppression.

In this feeling.

Most of them come from the unknown identity of teenagers.

"Introduce yourself."

The smile on Qingyu's face slowly converged, and the whole person became extremely serious, which made his face, which was in the shadow of backlight, more terrible.

"My name is Qingyu in the mountain, 14 years old, living in the dark department dormitory, unmarried, working in the torture Department..." Qingyu talks about a certain opening speech that has been changed by his devil like singing.

"What are you talking about?" Ah Wu asked puzzled.

"When I'm working, I don't arrive late or leave early, don't think about it and don't ask much. I don't have any sense of existence and live a repeated and quiet life..." Qingyu ignored ah Wu and said to herself.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Ah Wu felt even more ominous in his heart.

"I want to say that I don't like to argue with others and don't want to participate in disputes. I just want to be quiet. I do this because I hate trouble..."

Qingyu said this with a slight tone, and his voice became cold.

"Not that I'm afraid of you!"

Whoosh!

After Qingyu said these words, his figure suddenly flashed out and appeared directly in front of ah Wu like a ghost.

The whole process is extremely fast.

This made ah Wu completely unresponsive.

Pop!

Qingyu's right hand flashed out and grabbed ah Wu's neck like an iron claw, directly lifting ah Wu up.

"Mmm, mmm, mmm ~"

Ah Wu's face turned red and purple at this moment. His neck was pinched and out of breath.

In addition, the weight of his body was stretched on his neck, making him feel that his neck might break at any time.

He wanted to speak, but he couldn't.

His hands instinctively grabbed Qingyu's right hand, but he felt that the latter's palm was as hard as a rock.

His feet swung back and forth, trying to pedal a little strength, provide a fulcrum for his body and help relieve the pressure on his neck, but he couldn't guess anything.

this moment.

Ah Wu felt like he was hanging.

But what strangled his neck was Qingyu's right hand.

"You shouldn't break my peaceful life. If it weren't for avoiding the storm you set off, I'm still working in the torture department."

Qingyu pinched ah Wu's right hand without the slightest trembling, as if the weight of hundreds of kilograms did not exist, just like carrying a chicken.

"Next life... Don't mess with ordinary people!"

As soon as Qingyu's voice fell, his right hand suddenly made a force. The strong force directly hit ah Wu's neck and instantly crushed ah Wu's throat.

Click!

Accompanied by a crisp crack sound.

Ah Wu's vitality was completely crushed at this moment.

For a moment.

Ah Wu's whole body was paralyzed.

Without any support.

It's like there's no bone.

Patter!

After Qingyu released his hand, ah Wu's body fell to the ground and made a dull noise.

"Hey ~"

"Kill and bury."

"I'm such a good man."

"Bury you together."

Qingyu sighed silently for a few words, and then took out two handfuls of bitterness in a Wu's tolerance bag.

One hand.

Start planing the ground.

With the experience of Xiongtai Yamanaka, Qingyu's movements are more skilled.

Ten minutes later.

A deep pit of about one and a half meters was dug.

Then.

Qingyu turns over a Wu's body in detail.

I found a money bag in the tolerance bag.

Inside is the money made by ah Wu selling sugar gourd.

Normally.

The money for selling sugar gourd should be handed over to the organization.

This part is the funds that ah Wu can use.

After Qingyu collected the money, he folded ah Wu's body and stuffed it into the pit.

Then.

Qingyu takes a deep breath.

Two hands.

Chakra coalesced in his throat.

Hoo Hoo

Qingyu starts to spray fire into the pit, continuously heats the pit and burns the body inside.

……

I don't know how long it took.

When Qingyu sweated a little and felt a little tired, he stopped his fire escape ninja.

this moment.

The pit was in a mess.

The eyes are full of black coke and ash like substances.

It's hard to tell whether it's a man or a ghost.

"Almost."

Qingyu whispered silently, and then began to step into the pit. He seemed to notice that after these two continuous fire blasts, his control over chakra became more convenient.

How to continuously use chakra.

If chakra is transferred accurately.

wait.

It made him realize.

This is a good cultivation method!

……

After Qingyu filled the pit, he also grabbed a handful of grass in the nearby grass and planted it on the new soil.

Now this time.

On this land.

There are already two different ground with slightly darker colors, on which there are tender grass.

……

Just when Qingyu collided violently with awuzuan grove.

Somewhere in Muye village, there is no one in the street.

Wearing a ninja suit and no mask, Sixian walked towards the dark dormitory.

"Buzzing, buzzing ~"

As Sixian walked, he heard the sound of mosquitoes in his ears.

The sound is not loud.

But for a dark Ninja like him, it's still very clear.

"Who?"

Si Xian immediately realized that something was wrong. He immediately took out two knives from his waist, separated his legs one before and one after another, and put on a fighting posture.

"Si Xian, you are better than before."

Suddenly.

A low voice sounded.

A figure in a cloak came out behind the trunk of the street.

The man wore sunglasses and a black creased tattoo on his right face.

Just

Black insects kept flying out of the man's hands and head.

These insects are dense

It looks very penetrating.

"Oil lady Longma!"

The pupil of Si Xian shrinks fiercely. He immediately recognizes that this person is the right-hand assistant around Zhicun Tuan Zang.

"You... You... What can I do for you?"

Sixian has realized the existence of danger. They are not a system. There is no intersection of tasks at ordinary times.

Moreover, when the other party appears, he is covered with insects, which is obviously a fighting posture.

incorrect.

Not fighting.

This is an assassination!

Temple Yin is also a ninja in the dark. He knows this atmosphere very well.

"You know it in your heart!"

The oil female dragon horse walked towards the temple Yin step by step. There were more and more insects on him. In an instant, it was like a Black Whirlwind sweeping towards the temple Yin.