Chapter 220

He did not want to one day, because of powerlessness and pain shed tears, because of wasted time and remorse.

Can only adhere to every day, efforts, efforts, and efforts!

Well, that's the positive energy.

He dragged his time slowly, and he didn't know what he was doing.

He was nervous and desperate because of the words on the wall:

kill him!

However, the "he" is sitting in the chair, trying to "kill him", is trampled on his stomach, spitting blood, and can't live long.

Will he be stronger than that little fat man?

Of course.

It's his turn to sneer this time. In terms of cooking, I have to say that the talent of little fat man is unique. Although I don't want to admit it, it's really a little worse.

He understands and is willing to put himself in a "learning" position.

This is very easy to operate. Many times, he even has a kind of pleasure of moving out to eat tigers.

Yes, I like to dress up as a pig and eat a tiger this year. There are so many advantages. It's necessary for the protagonist or the treacherous villain.

It's like eating some kind of white powder and can't stop.

In particular, they are baked into pancakes, rolled up everything, and then a cup of soybean milk

Why, I'm a little hungry.

Sure enough, this leg is very attractive.

"Well, would you like some and try my craft?"

Long mouth still has such self-confidence. For decades, just for one goal, I have honed my skills almost abnormally.

It's not the skill of a cook, it's the art of fighting.

If xiaopang's cooking skills are slightly better than him, his fighting ability can throw off xiaopang's eight Champs Elysees.

There's no comparability at all.

Killing people depends on professionals.

In recent years, none of the people he wanted to kill could jump to the next second in front of him, nor could crayfish.

Of course, he's not a crayfish killer.

He is a true member of the ancient killer organization on the mainland.

Code name "lone star".

His father, mother, grandmother, sister It's really a dead hukou.

A bad man is cursed to death.

Every day, the family of the victim prayed to the gods to punish the beast.

Even those who have been destroyed will have people who eat melons with no feces in their heads:

If heaven and earth do not report, heaven and earth will have their own privacy!

He doesn't believe in goodness, compassion, justice All these people who lead people to good turn their lips.

You see, I don't live well?

As long as the world has strength, many people with Stockholm tendency will gather in your crotch

Unlike Xiao Pang, a new mage, he was already a 2D mage when he killed the first person ten years ago.

Now, it is only one step away from the three-dimensional.

What's more, as a killer, he has a strong ability to hide his strength, and he can still play the role of village head of Yangcun at the moment when his tusks are exposed.

Things in the world, you have to pretend, pretend to go, even believe yourself.

Even if I follow the fat brother who is proud of himself, even if I follow Gao Leng with his mouth curling up, I still owe him -

I even tolerate these two little bastards as brothers for so long, and my accomplishments have improved again. I really admire myself.

He gently slice a piece of barbecue and put it into his mouth. The tip of his tongue gently licked the knife

Hiss -

it's so cool that I can listen to the cry of the soul on it every time.

This knife, as an important partner of the killer, was once famous in the dark world and forced down by himself.

Killers must be low-key, low-key.

He killed people at night and cut vegetables during the day. All along, he persisted, not because he was determined, but because he liked it. In his opinion, this kind of thing was a very happy and enjoyable thing.

He gently, and cut a piece of barbecue, put it in his mouth to chew, alas, this meat roasted, there is no that kind of original taste.

Especially fresh cut. It is said that some countries like to eat sashimi. What's the meaning of sashimi?

There was a grim smile on the corner of his mouth.

Kill him?

Great, that's exactly what I expected. Just as the guy who is lying on the ground is hurt and spitting blood is not dead, show him how to kill him!

This is no essential difference from a chef who kills chickens and ducks.

Now I'll tell you, little fat man, there are essential differences between us. I'm a greater cook. I'm the man who stands at the top of the food chain with all living creatures as food materials.How easy is it to kill?

Let you open your eyes, it's just a moment!

He gently waved his hand, a green light, lit up the eyes of all the melon eating people who were not bright originally.

"Xiaozhang Throwing Knife, rule: the example does not empty hair."

Two dimensional regular surface? There's no need. When I was a one-dimensional mage, I've killed a lot of useless two-dimensional mages. After I've finished, not many people have been able to force me out of my two-dimensional realm.

Install 13 well, then section of the dress, this is enough cool, you say, ah, handsome boy?

His eyes, at last, could not hide his disgust and jealousy, as well as his crazy hatred of the world.

His metamorphosis and madness can only be revealed at the moment when he wields a knife. Usually, it's like a little brother next door.

At this moment, Ivy's adrenaline is in a frenzy, his brain has been flashing a red alarm, his soul is frightened, his heart is pounding, in this moment, he feels the fear of death.

The next moment, there was an object that suppressed the fear.

It's not the willow catkins of the model of the evil city, it's not a clever supernatural device, it's not a mysterious high-dimensional creature, it's not a soul black hole with its own golden key

It's a sword that ivy is not familiar with at all. It doesn't take a few days. It has no ownership. It has only the right to use it. It is undoubtedly the green silk sword.

It jumps into Ivy's hands, and with an instinctive flick, it suddenly speeds up. It seems to transcend time and space and cut off all the shackles of fate, leaving only one kind of fetter -- Lin Mingmei's green silk The sword.

This sword can be as bright as the morning star, just like the beautiful girl looking back and smiling.

Ding!

The green light is cut in two!

How could it be?

The long mouth was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out.

The next attack rhythm is completely disrupted.

Well, then there's actually no attack rhythm.

This sword, ivy has more than 99% of the assassins, they are usually taken away by a wave.

There are also some stubborn or tenacious vitality, or fortune, they stop in the second wave.

Long mouth key harvest: must kill two-dimensional super magic.

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