Chapter 170

Name:Evil Master Author:Qian Yun Yu Feng
Don't they have a good relationship? How can I say to kill his brother? Is that his reaction? Mad dog in the heart some don't understand, originally wanted to blackmail, now it seems that things are not like that“ Mad dog, this has nothing to do with you. You waded in the muddy water by yourself. Now I will give you a chance to let him go, and then I will take your brother and leave the overlord and the nouveau riche behind. I don't care about you. " Duan Hong said“ Pa Pa PA Mad dog big urgent, with a gun to constantly knock Wure's head“ Brother dog, if you want to shoot, just shoot. Don't hit me on the head all the time. I'm not afraid that you'll hurt me, but that you'll break the gun later. There will be no tools to coerce. Brother Meng's hairstyle is very important. If you destroy it later, I want to roast pig's milk. " Wure was not frightened by the hostages, but was as comfortable as talking to an old friend“ Roast pig milk? " Mad dog heard the word strange, asked: "what is his mother's roast pig milk?" Wu re said with a smile, "the overlord knows more about this problem. You have a problem." The mad dog looks at overlord, and he blushes. That day, he grabs him with a hot hand. He feels burning pain in his chest, and he hates to eat Wure. Seeing that overlord's face was not good, mad dog didn't ask. He continued: "little brother, you really have some ability. I don't want to make fun of you now. I'll give you three seconds to think about it. Duan Hong waved his hand and said," don't think about it. If you don't change it, you should kill him directly. "“ Damn it, elder martial brother! Are you still my elder martial brother? Is there anyone who can't save his brother when he is caught like this Wu re was both jealous and envious of Duan Hong, and a little timid. Behind the hot as much as possible to destroy Duan Hong's image, in front of the general dare not scold him, provoked him, but not good“ I've seen the changes in the world and the changes in human relations. " Wu re bowed his head, two mung bean eyes squeeze out two tears, but how to look like eye excrement. Suddenly, he lifted up his right hand and grasped it. The palm of his hand moved, and a purple fire came out. It became curved at the speed visible to the naked eye, and then burned red like a piece of iron. The sudden change of Wure, especially the flame in his hand, made the mad dog open his mouth. He even ignored the extremely high temperature, until the head of the pistol dropped molten iron and fell on the mad dog's big shoes.