Chapter 142 Tearing the face

After speaking, the wall of the room disconnects a circular door from the middle, opening up one house after another at the same time. ?

This is a battle of trapped beasts locked in the house......

From the TV screen, it can be seen that the people inside were amazed by the arrogant open door, and when they approached and saw the people in the room next to them, they were all vigilant.

Those who can go to the center are not bad people, and their combat awareness is obviously excellent.

But only vigilant, no one dared to take the lead.

Most of the people on it have an expression of watching a play, but my whole heart is pinched together.

Suddenly, I don't know who made the first move, and a thunderclap scream broke the dull atmosphere.

The rest of the people were like frightened birds, and immediately jumped up and fought with the people next to them.

The picture of the entire TV screen became gloomy.

Gray and sullen, inexplicable blood splattered everywhere, and ghosts scurried around.

Screams, ghost cries, the sound of blades piercing skin......

One by one, like purgatory, the people who watched it were extremely moved.

Fortunately, the room numbers of Yan Jun and the others were relatively close, and after killing a few people, they quickly converged.

The team of nearly ten people, seeing people killing people and killing ghosts, looks particularly dazzling on TV.

My mother turned her head to look at me, and asked meaningfully, "That group of people, are you friends?"

Seeing that the situation is under control, it is estimated that there will be no accidents for his own people.

I was relieved and nodded, "Yes." ”

The mother paused, and after a moment of silence, she asked tentatively, "You want them all to survive." ”

Except for the two soy sauce bottles in the Yudu group, they all have to be left behind.

I knew in my heart what my mother meant.

In the end, only fifteen people survived, and I didn't bring a few, if they all survived, some people at the top would definitely die.

It doesn't matter who dies first, as long as I have the ability, I will definitely leave a place for my mother Changshan.

Because the people who stay will work together in the future, they will naturally choose the one that is pleasing to the eye.

I smiled and said disapprerovingly, "If they can live, so can you." ”

Mi Niang's face looked much better, and she didn't ask again.

I saw on TV that there were obviously some guys who were not human, "Doesn't the leadership have to be in the hands of people? ”

"Aren't there five members of the mobile group?"

The girl shook her head and said casually, "The mobile group is not restricted by race, and most of them will choose different people, not people." ”

As he spoke, his eyes fell on a petite figure in the crowd, "This little girl is not a loss to be trained by the one in Xudu, her age is tender, and her means are not bad at all, so she can stay." ”

Yan Sha, the little girl is indeed very outstanding.

However, Yan Jun's performance was also eye-catching, and whenever the long red whip in his hand was swung out, he would take away a life.

Those ghosts can't get close to each other......

It's not a loss that Wu Banxian hides talents, and in the selection of leadership, he is definitely a dark horse.

The one who called me at the door before stood behind the sand and stared at Yan Jun with burning eyes, "Which group is this? ”

"You can see the look in the eyes of the man ......"

The middle-aged man who crossed the line turned his head to look at me, and said lightly, "There are not many yin-yang doctors who have entered the center, and the only ones who can really stay in the back are the girls in the dozen or so people. ”

Halfway through speaking, he sighed, "Hey, it's all hidden, there are so many masters to escort it, I can't really stay." ”

Fight to the back, and the strength of those left behind is generally higher.

Suddenly, a person suddenly appeared in front of Yan Jun, and a black Dao talisman in his hand slapped it towards Yan Jun's chest.

At the last moment, a stick fell from the sky and knocked the guy in the head.

"Whew, it's Zhong Li. ”

I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, didn't dare to take it lightly, and continued to look at the screen.

Thinking that if someone's life is gone, it is better to remember the murderer and take revenge when the time comes.

However, Zhong Li's appearance was too conspicuous, and he was immediately recognized by others.

"That stick, like a supernatural weapon, must have a powerful Yin spirit possessed on it. ”

The guy wearing the robe and the peachwood sword muttered heavily, and then as if he remembered something, he suddenly paused and exclaimed, "No, it's a demon, there is a dark blue demonic aura on the stick." ”

Dog, his eyes are quite thieves, and he can see the demonic energy through the gray yin qi......

"Demons?"

My mother paused, turned her head to look at me, "The ghost that flashed just now is ......"

I thought about speaking out as a deterrent, and frankly admitted, "Mine!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the toilet remembered the sound of toilet pumps.

The bamboo pole man walked out with a disdainful face, and glared at me with jealousy, "Cut, the ancestor has accumulated virtue, and a few dead ghosts who have left behind to take advantage of it are also a waste who eats soft rice in the final analysis." ”

Damn, I can't stand it.

If you don't give a lesson, do you really think Lao Tzu is easy to bully?

"Really?"

I stood up and walked towards the bamboo pole man.

The bamboo pole man shuddered, took a few steps back in fright, leaned against the wall, and said in a trembling voice, "What are you doing? If you really have the ability, don't rely on those dead ghosts." ”

It's a dead duck with a hard mouth......

I shrugged my shoulders disapprenously, and my big hand fell on the shoulder of the bamboo pole man, and I was smiling with a hard hand, "I don't have the ability, but I have the strength to crush a waste shoulder." ”

With the sound of "Click, Click, Click" bone cracking, the bamboo pole man's face turned purple in pain, and he shouted, "Brother, help." ”

"Bang!"

The scar man slammed the door, ran out like the wind, and pushed me regardless of it.

The strength is quite large, and it is not as good as the suitable Changshan.

It's just, is Lao Tzu so easy to be pushed?

Scar Man couldn't take away his brother, so he exhaled heavily and asked in a dumb voice, "What are you doing?"

There was a faint smell of blood in that voice......

"What are you doing? A dog bites me, although I can't bite it, it's always okay to slaughter and stew a pot of dog meat to warm up. ”

I stood still, my hands continuing to exert force.

until the shattered bones can no longer bear it, piercing through the flesh and skin.

The bamboo pole man shouted sharply, fainted in pain and let go.

"If you come out to mix, you will have to pay it back sooner or later. ”

The scar man hurriedly picked up his younger brother, and left a sentence before turning around, "Take back the apology I said before, and if you don't want your life, take it back." ”

It is estimated that he was angry, and he trembled vigorously when he spoke.

But there's nothing wrong with tearing your face, at least in the selection, people won't have any worries.

I shrugged my shoulders and said, "We'll see." ”

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