How did I get to this?
Meng Huan Candle subconsciously wiped his face, his fingers accidentally touched the wound and he immediately inhaled cold air in pain, and said to Meng Huanfeng in pain: "You guess" "I guess it's a hair" Meng Huanfeng pursed his lips, he hid the killing intent in his heart, and walked in front of Meng Huan Candle as naturally as usual, glanced at Pan Xiaoxian, and then stretched out his hand to hold Meng Huan Candle's shoulder and asked in a low voice: "How did you get it?"
"How else can I get it, Meng Huanling and I caught his parents and used his parents to blackmail him into Gu" Meng Huanzhu suddenly felt a stomachache as soon as he said this, he looked down in disbelief, but saw that there was already an extra handle on his beer belly, and the handle was in Meng Huanfeng's hand.
"Why are you" Meng Huan Candle looked up in disbelief, but she was greeted by Meng Huanfeng's vicious smile.
"Fool" Meng Huanfeng looked at him with disdain in a victorious attitude, his face changed, he lowered his head in disbelief, and looked at a hand knife carved from his chest that looked like a white jade carving, and the blood was "dripping" between the fingers of the knife.
"How could it be" Meng Huanfeng was stunned for a moment, suddenly thought of something, slowly looked back, and met Pan Xiaoxian's blood-red eyes hidden under the bangs in front of his forehead, those blood-red eyes were like devil's eyes, indifferent, cruel, and domineering regarded life like a mustard Could it be that Meng Huan Candle betrayed the sect This is actually a trap to trap us Meng Huan Feng only felt cold and cold, as if he was taken away by the hand knife that penetrated him, and at this moment, Meng Huan Candle said the last sentence in his ear with compassion: "Now you know how I got to be like this."
"Drink," Meng Huanfeng wanted to say, but only squeezed a few dry sounds out of his throat.
"Poof" Pan Xiaoxian's hand knife was pulled out, and a surging blood fountain suddenly erupted from Meng Huanfeng's chest, and after Meng Huanfeng let go of him, his body fell straight down as if it were a wooden stake, and he couldn't die anymore.
"Uncle" Meng Huanzhu's face was pale, his hands covered his beer belly and he gasped violently, he felt that his life was passing.
Pan Xiaoxian didn't say anything, just took out a bottle of Dibao Essence and handed it to Meng Huan Candle.
Meng Huan Candle is the bait of this fishing law enforcement, and his life is still precious until he catches all the fish.
"Whew" Meng Huan Candle exhaled a breath of turbidity, his face became ruddy, in fact, the effect of the medicine has not yet been played, but the psychological effect has already come to an end. looked at Meng Huanfeng, who was dead on the ground, Meng Huan Candle was very emotional, he still had a little psychological burden before, and felt that he had betrayed the sect, but now he felt much better.
His fellow disciples wanted to kill him, but it was his enemy who saved him, and although this feeling was terrible, it made him feel a lot more relaxed.
A moment later, several men who were black from head to toe ran over, and they cooperated with each other silently, carrying corpses and washing the floor, such a bloody scene seemed to have become accustomed to nature for them.
They turned a blind eye to Pan Xiaoxian and Meng Huan Candle, they just concentrated on their work, and after cleaning the scene, there was not even a little smell of blood in the air, and they didn't know what spray they used to cover it up.
Behind the tree, a few black-clothed people also rushed to clean up the blindness, and their hands and feet came and went like the wind, and they wiped their butts clean professionally.
They are the scavengers who are responsible for wiping the buttocks of Huaxia Guoshi, and Pan Xiaoxian contacted them naturally to clean their butts.
Although the scavengers cooperated with Huaxia Guoshi, Pan Xiaoxian later learned that they were actually an independent organization, not affiliated with Huaxia Guoshi, and kept customer information absolutely confidential, so Pan Xiaoxian chose to cooperate with them, which was nothing more than the need for separate settlement.
Pan Xiaoxian walked behind the big tree, and heard the sound of "chirp, chirp", but it turned out that the tiger master was licking his tiger claws with his scarlet tongue with relish.
The blood stains on the tiger's claws have long been licked clean, and now he licks his claws is just a racial habit, and when he was bumped into by the donkey brother, the tiger master couldn't help but blush, and he inserted a finger into the big nostril with a "poof", and dug out the nostrils very wittily.
Although the action of picking the nostrils seems rude, it is much better for a giant man with a tiger's back than a cute paw licking "No, it's vulnerable," Tiger Master boasted casually while digging his nostrils.
The disposed headless corpse of Meng Huanling leaned against the tree, her pants were pulled down to reveal Bai Huahua's buttocks, from the angle of Meng Huanling's side, it looked like she was pooping and exposing her ass, and it was indeed very tempting to see clearly at night.
Pan Xiaoxian slowly stretched out a thumbs up to the tiger master, the reason why he was half an hour late was to buy time for the reinforcements, the tiger master was his reinforcements, and he specially came from the sixth district in a black car, and it was effortless to kill Meng Huanfeng with the strength of the tiger master.
"Uncle, come here" The voice of the candle was so resentful that it was like a courtesan upstairs rushing downstairs to solicit guests in Lichun Courtyard, and the big night heard that the donkey brother couldn't help but shudder and shouted a warning that he could be so ecstatic, this dead fat man is very senior Pan Xiaoxian hurriedly walked over and stood beside Meng Huanzhu, continuing to play the role of being captured.
After a while, another black-robed man appeared, his eyes first fell on Pan Xiaoxian's body, after carefully looking at Pan Xiaoxian to confirm that the person was right, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes, and he asked Meng Huanzhu: "Ah Candle, why are you alone?"
"Pull poop."
Meng Huanyao pointed to the big tree again.
Glancing at the white butt behind the big tree, the black-robed man asked cautiously, "Why hasn't anyone else arrived yet?"
"I didn't tell them."
Meng Huan Candle calmed down a lot after one time, but there was a trace of struggle in the eyes of the black-robed man: "Brother Huang, we have been playing since childhood, of course I have to take you with me if there is a good thing."
"Hehe, good brother, it's interesting enough" Meng Huanhuang laughed and reached out to pat Meng Huan Candle's shoulder, only patted it, Meng Huan Candle's face changed greatly, and when he was patted by Meng Huanhuang, his shoulder was like being bitten by some poisonous insect, and half of his body was numb "Brother Huang, you" Meng Huanzhu was shocked and angry and wanted to raise his hand to point at Meng Huanhuang and say something, but half of his body was numb and he couldn't lift his hand at all, so he could only change his other hand and point at Meng Huanhuang tremblingly: "How can you get down?"
Meng Huanzhu is really sad, because Meng Huanhuang is his best brother, and everyone is not only a senior brother, but also the same clan.
Before Meng Huanhuang came, he also greeted Pan Xiaoxian, hoping to help him rebel.
That's why he was even more sad at this time, and he said that he was a good friend with a quilt "Poof" Meng Huanhuang looked at his chest in disbelief, and a hand knife as white as jade pierced out Glancing back at Pan Xiaoxian, who seemed to be descending from death, Meng Huanhuang stared at Meng Huanhuang with resentful eyes: "I didn't expect you to be this kind of person, I really misjudged you." why can you say it so justly the soul is faint and the whole person was stunned, and then his mood became more complicated.
Meng Huanhuang, who had the best relationship since he was a child, wanted to kill him, but it was still his enemy who saved him, I don't know why he had no hostility towards Pan Xiaoxian in his heart, but he always felt that something was wrong, well, why was it always me who was injured It didn't take long for the last two black-robed people to come, this time it was a man and a woman, the man was very great-looking, with thick eyebrows and big eyes and a Chinese face, at first glance, he looked like a male pig's foot in an anti-Japanese drama, but as a disciple of Gumen, wearing a black robe seemed very disobedient.
The woman is born very obscenely, with inverted eight-figure eyebrows, triangular eyes, a collapsed nose and a toad's big mouth, and no flesh on her cheeks.
"Fatty, why are you yourself" The man with thick eyebrows and big eyes also asked Meng Huanling first: "What about Ling'er" "Pull poop."
The candle pointed to the tree again.
Glancing at the white buttocks behind the big tree, the thick eyebrows and big eyes and the face of the Chinese character were the same as Meng Huanhuang's and asked, "Why hasn't anyone else arrived yet?"
"I didn't tell them."
Meng Huanzhu's acting skills became more and more perfect, and he said with a smile: "Brother Ye, Sister Disaster, who is in our relationship, right?"
"Hehe, good brother, it's interesting enough" Meng Huanye laughed and approached him.
The paralysis is coming again, and the heart of the candle is sudden, and it seems that it is inevitable to be injured again, the key is to know that it is so, and you have to wait for the knife with a smile However, Meng Huanye had just walked in front of him, and with a "poof", a scimitar penetrated his body, and the blade was like the moon emitting a faint fluorescent light.
Nanimon subconsciously glanced at Pan Xiaoxian beside him, and Pan Xiaoxian happened to be looking at him Meng Huanye's corpse slowly fell forward, revealing the machete holding Meng Huanye behind him, that is, the angel who landed face first.
"Disaster, disaster, disaster, sister, you, you, you are" Meng Lingering Candle pulled out the cold in her heart, why don't she play cards according to the routine "He's going to kill you."
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Meng Huan Disaster walked towards Meng Huan Candle with a lewd smile, and stretched out a small hand like a phoenix claw to caress Meng Huan Candle's round face: "But how can I be willing to kill you?"
I can't stand it, and I stabbed the dagger that I had just pulled out of my stomach into her chest, and it was already the last one anyway, and it was better to strike first than to be stabbed again However, what he didn't expect was that when Meng Huancao's little hand fell on his face, there was nothing unusual, just after a gentle stroke, Meng Huancao's triangular eyes were hazy with tears, and the toad's mouth was smiling bitterly.
She didn't mean to kill me, Meng Huan Candle looked confused. t1706231537: