Although his eyes were still closed, he had already expected who would come in, because he had already heard that person's voice: You stinky man, you must not die, this girl has come to see you again, this girl is going to torture you well, there are many wonderful programs ahead, you must not die. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The person who came was indeed Feng Feifei.

Feng Feifei was followed by Gan Ning.

Feng Feifei continued: Raise your head and let this girl see what you have become as a stinky man, you must be like a ghost.

However, before Feng Feifei could walk to the prison door, she saw Jian Thirty, who was full of anger, throwing a black mess at her.

What a quick move.

What a stinky thing.

It's boots.

As for the man of Sword Thirty, you must also know what kind of virtue he is.

As for him, he was originally a guy who didn't pay much attention to hygiene, his feet were not washed all year round, and he had sweaty feet, and now, after being locked up in this kind of place for so many days, it was all damp in the end, and the smell of mold was everywhere, coupled with his own unhygienic habits, so it is conceivable what kind of smell the boots he threw over.

Feng Feifei was still beaming with pride, and before she came back to her senses, she saw another boot also flying over, just hitting her body, smashing her screaming.

It's not that I'm afraid of being smashed by a hidden weapon and causing internal injuries, but I'm afraid that this dirty boot will hit my body.

Jian Thirty does not pay attention to hygienic habits, and she is not clear to anyone.

Although the lover's eyes are full of Shih, but when he sees a dirty boot flying over, no one is afraid of who he is.

Now, she was angry.

She seemed to be really angry.

When she was angry, she didn't care about the image of a lady, so she picked up the bits and pieces scattered on the ground, and followed the sword in the prison to return fire, what bricks, what table legs, what empty wine jugs, and she didn't care if it was dirty or not.

After throwing these things, I threw the two stinky boots back to him.

All of these things were thrown on Sword Thirty's body.

Sword Thirty seemed to have been defeated, lying there, not saying a word, snorting, snorting, and panting incessantly.

Looking at his failed look, Feng Feifei could be regarded as stopping, leaning on the horizontal wood of the prison door, laughing at Jian Thirty, with a smug face, and said: Hmph, you stinky man, dead man, see if you dare to be so rude to me in the future, just try the knife, you can't stand it, then how can you play with Miss Ben in the future. Hmph, Miss Ben is tired now, otherwise, Miss Ben has a thousand ways to torture you. Let you go for the time being, and when Miss Ben is interested, I'll come to play with you again, but there may not be a future, all in all, you can do it yourself, and smell your stinky boots here.

Speaking of this, she "hummed" fiercely, and then, looking at Gan Ning, said gently: Now let's go out quickly, it stinks here, if I stay here any longer, I have to become a salted fish, and yes, as soon as I see this stinky man, I get angry.

As he spoke, he pulled Gan Ning and walked out without looking back.

Looking at her smug look, Jian Thirty was a hundred annoyed and angry, and threw out the bricks, table legs, and broken tiles in his hand one by one, and scolded non-stop in his mouth, saying: Hmph, you are a stinky woman, what about a dead woman, you water-based Yanghua woman, shameless woman, I see that you will call Hanako sooner or later, is your coffin ready?

Watching their backs slowly disappear in the dungeon, and then, when they were gone, and no footsteps could even be heard, he put down the wet straw he was holding in his hand, stretched his body, and laboriously dragged the two boots that the eldest lady threw at a distance from him, dragged them over, looked at them, and actually put them under his nose and smelled them, shook his head with a wry smile, and then took out a ball of paper from it.

The ball of paper contained a key in it.

It's the key to the cell door.

It looks like a key that has just been made.

It seems that the eldest lady ordered Jiang Feng to make the key in two hours.

There seemed to be writing on the piece of paper wrapped in the key.

It was a letter.

The letter reads: Tomorrow at dawn, when you hear the sound of killing, you use the key to escape, and someone outside the wall answers.

The letter was short, but it put all the questions on it.

Time, place.

How to escape, can only depend on Jian Thirty's own luck and opportunities.

However, how can he escape with such virtue?

Now you just open the cell door and let him out, he doesn't have the strength, not to mention that there are two guards outside?

But, no matter what, Sword Thirty was still a little moved.

Although Jiang Feng and the eldest lady have a little bit of meat buns and dogs, they have the intention of going and not returning, but Jian Thirty is still a little moved.

Moved, he quickly tore the note to shreds, and then stuffed it into his mouth and forced himself to swallow it.

After swallowing the paper, he smiled bitterly again, and then, looking at the only small skylight above his head for ventilation, he didn't know what the hell this eldest lady could do.

The eldest lady is indeed playing tricks.

She seemed to have made up her mind to turn the entire Seven Killings Town upside down.

Now, Jian Thirty has been imprisoned, Jiang Feng has been chased and killed everywhere, and she doesn't even dare to show her head, she Feng Feifei has become the main force in Tossing Seven Killing Town.

She has a long way to go.

She also seemed to feel that the burden on her body was very heavy, so she worked harder.

At this moment, she returned to the Money Gang, standing there, crossing her waist, waving her hands, with the attitude of a victor, talking to all the people in the hall, and said: What about me, this person has always been an adult regardless of the villain, and now I have forgiven your rudeness and ignorance. In order to help you get out of the crisis, I tried my best to think about it for several hours, and I thought about losing a lot of hair, and finally helped you think of a way to deal with their intrigues.

She said a lot here, and she didn't care if anyone under her was listening, she was talking about herself, anyway, her responsibility had been fulfilled.

Hearing this, he looked at her at Sandusi, and then at Qian Fa, looking indifferent, and Qian Fa also "hummed" nonchalantly.

They either regarded Feng Feifei's words as a fart, or regarded her words as a clever plan, but they deliberately made such a nonchalant look.

If it were me, I guess I would be embarrassed to follow a little woman's arrangement and do what she wants.

Although her little woman's approach is ingenious.

This is what men call self-esteem.

Alas, self-esteem is really deadly.