Chapter 275

Listening to the words of glasses, the wasted pupil shrinks tightly.

As expected, the people who hired them were really the Qiao family.

At the beginning, when Zeng Rou came to state m, it was arbor who played a great role behind the scenes. Now, if you want to come, you just want Zeng Rou to stay away from himself. He can take advantage of the opportunity to enter.

But he was killed by himself before he found a chance.

But his parents must know about it.

That's why the Qiao family thought of threatening themselves with Zeng rou.

It seems that the Qiao family already knows that they killed arbor. In that case, I'm afraid the Jiang family has put Jiang Yu's death on their own head.

The wasted eyes narrowed and colder. In the end, the murderous spirit had been strong enough to condense like the essence. He let the three glasses around him. They were not dead yet. They were all cold.

The boss, who had been supporting hard, could no longer withstand such an impact and died directly.

Of course, waste will not care about such a small thing, and these people will not let go of waste. They must die!

However, what he is more interested in now is that there should be a lot of good things in the place where they hide their treasures. After so many years of hard work, he doesn't know how many people he killed and how much wealth he robbed.

Although we don't have too many concepts about money, who would be too much about money?

Moreover, it seems that I still owe Dan Zong a lot of debt.

Thinking of this, his fingers finally crossed gently from the center of the eyebrows of his glasses.

With a touch of relief fatigue, his glasses finally closed his eyes.

As for scar, at the thought of his disgusting appearance of swallowing blood, he wasted his heart and got some anger. In that case, let him scream for a few hours and die slowly.

"Kill me, please, kill me!"

Just as he turned to go, scar shouted at him with unbearable pain on his face.

"Death, sometimes, is actually a luxury, so you'd better enjoy it slowly for a while."

Idleness gave him a faint smile, but he stepped out.

Only three and seven died.

Therefore, the task of idleness has not been completed, but the next task is not difficult, so idleness has enough confidence.

He walked slowly, and his mind had firmly locked seven people.

The coin is buckled in the heart of your hand and ready to go at any time.

The distance of the cave is not too close, but it is really not difficult for waste.

Just like walking on the ground, but in a moment, he had fought hand to hand with the six people who rushed out. There was no accident. These six people were just a moment, and he went to hell to talk to the Tibetan Bodhisattva.

"There's the last one left!"

The sniper, who has never met, is an opponent who has caused great danger to him. He is also interested in him.

Walking slowly forward, he blocked several bullets shot by the sniper with a shield, making the danger invisible.

It seems that the sniper also realized that his attack did not pose a threat to waste. He actually stopped shooting. What's more strange for waste is that he did not choose to escape, but stayed in the cave.

"Oh?" Idleness was a little surprised. He didn't understand what the sniper was thinking.

After all, he had killed nine of his companions, and the most powerful people in melee combat had all died. He didn't go, but waited for himself in the cave.

This is not very scientific!

Is he scared stupid?

This seems unlikely. After all, people who can mix up to this point have stronger psychological quality than ordinary people.

Is he dead?

This seems unrealistic, because the information fed back from wasting his mind shows that the sniper's face is not that kind of calm death, but has a taste of blood.

More in the eyes, there is a thick fire of war burning, which seems to be full of expectation.

Does he still have a card to play?

The wasted brow suddenly frowned, and his mind coagulated on the sniper.

It seemed that the sniper suddenly looked up and looked at him. Although there were many obstacles, he looked at himself at this glance.

There was a feeling of idleness, and there was no mistake in the position he looked at. Moreover, if there was substance in his eyes, he seemed to look at himself. Unexpectedly, he suddenly grinned and showed a slightly ferocious tooth.

"Did you feel it?" The waste suddenly stagnated, and then he burst out laughing. In a flash, there was a flash of doubt in his eyes: "is he also a true man? Has condensed the divine consciousness? "

But then he shook his head: "it's impossible. If you want to condense your divine consciousness, you must be above the level of Qi refining. It's only by chance. The reason why you can condense your divine consciousness during the Qi refining period is because of crossing, but crossing such an adverse event can't coincide!"

He whispered softly, but his steps did not stop, but quickly stepped into the cave.

The next moment, when he saw the sniper, he suddenly heard his glasses say something in his mind.

So his eyes suddenly tightened, but he asked faintly, "are you a power?"

The sniper suddenly smiled. He had a look full of expectation and excitement. He stared at the waste. Between his upper lips, two long teeth bared out of his lips, with a strange scarlet color, which made his appearance look a little scary.

"I am not a power, I am the great vampire Viscount Sam!"

With a long tongue and some hair tips, he licked his lips. In his eyes, the color of blood red increased in an instant, and the wings of his nose fanned quickly.

"Are you a strong man in the east?"

Vampire, such a name, waste is really strange.

But there was one thing, he understood that the combat effectiveness of this guy in front of him was improved in an instant.

It's two or three times stronger than scar.

I couldn't help muttering: "I just killed those bedbugs and got love. I haven't had time to sort it out. I ran into such a monster again. It's really troublesome!"

However, out of a good courtesy question, he still answered Sam's words: "of course, Buddha is a strong man in the East, but in other words, don't look at me with worship eyes. I won't accept a foreigner or a monster as an apprentice, so you don't have a chance even if you kneel down!"

"Ha ha..." Sam immediately laughed.

He laughed until his two sharp teeth, which were exposed outside his lips, flashed a little cold.

"If it weren't for your blood, it would be too tempting for me. I really want to make friends with you!" Sam laughed, but he stepped into the waste.

His eyes were bright and burning: "it's said that taking the blood of the strong east can make myself stronger and even advance directly. I'm really full of expectation!"

While talking, he stretched out his long pointed tongue and gently licked his blood red lips, but he smiled greedily. In his hand, I don't know when, there was a long narrow and thin sword stabbing the waste.