Chapter 1613： This behavior is called: pretend! Force [hilarious]

poison!

That is not concoction, that is poison!

Gong Jue was on guard, and the sharp knife in his hand was tightened again.

He never expected that this sickly young man who cooks medicine is actually a master of poison.

However, the medicine-cooking boy still looked faint: "If I hadn't sprayed medicine into the well water every day for these two days, do you think it would be so easy for you to kill Huff’s people today? This is loose tendons and a small amount of arsenic. I am. Don’t do anything, just give them medicine regularly, even if you don’t come to kill them, they won’t survive for three days."

Gong Jue's breathing was stagnant!

Feeling that he just killed someone is unnecessary?

Huff’s people will die sooner or later?

It turned out that this young man was silent just now and showed him the potion and dead ants, so that he could see the poisonous wrist!

Gong Jue was depressed for a moment.

He said: "You can kill, but it's too slow. Little wild cat is here day and night. How can I know if she has been wronged!"

Did Huff’s shameless perversion cause any harm to Little Wildcat? He felt so worried just thinking about it.

The young man who cooks medicine is still not hurried, his eyes raised slightly: "Slow? Then you are wrong. Unfortunately, your eyes are not very good. Otherwise, you should see that the male ant on the ground has been abandoned by me and has no reproduction. Ability and impulse to reproduce."

Gong Jue: "...!"

What's so special, no matter how good his eyes are, it is impossible to see the small ants on the ground clearly, what changes and damages are there in the birth, reproduction, and organs?

This undue beating kid is too much!

He really felt that this was a young man he had met in his life, who could make people angry by saying anything.

He was very depressed at the time, but he couldn't tell what this feeling was.

I don't know what words to use to describe this feeling.

After many years, recalling this scene again, Gong Jue finally knew why he always couldn't help but want to beat this medicine-cooking boy.

Because this guy is too capable and forced!

If you say that he can use poison to prevent dishonest men from venting evil thoughts, then just say no.

I have to pretend to poison a group of ants, and also invalidate a certain function of the male ants...

What is this not pretending?

Pretending to be struck by lightning, huh!

At that time, in the face of the pretending young man who cooks medicine, Gong Jue was so angry that he could not do anything.

This young man is weak, he might choke his throat with a pinch, he can't beat him, he can't talk about it.

Depressed, I can only continue to ask: "According to what you said, the little wild cat left unharmed? Did you see her and her relatives leave with your own eyes?"

The young man raised his eyebrows in a daze: "I haven't seen it with my own eyes. It's almost the same. Her mother is gone. She joined her father and brother and left. Before leaving, he asked me to say'goodbye' if someone came to her. "

"That's it?" Gong Jue couldn't say anything in his heart.

It seems that somewhere in my heart, a corner is suddenly missing.

He wanted to repay his favor, but the little wild cat just waved his sleeves and walked away like a cloud without taking away.

The phrase "goodbye" seemed to put a rest on them.

The world is so big, is there still a chance to meet again in this life?

"Why are you still not leaving?"

The medicine-cooking boy gave him an impatient look.

Gong Jue: "..."

If it wasn't for the little wild cat, do you think I would come to your broken yard?

Gong Jue glared at him politely, snorted, and walked away.

In the yard, the young man was left alone.

He was boiling the poison, but cast his eyes on the distant horizon, muttering--