Chapter 149: Chen Xiaowu

Immediately, a blood sword rushed out from Zhu Bufan's lower abdomen, forming a perfect arc in the air.

Everyone in the audience was shocked.

"Tell me, this, it's not my eyes!"

"No, which woman is too vicious!"

............

After being stabbed by Fluttershy, Zhu Bufan was stunned for a moment, but quickly came to his senses and punched Fluttershy in the chest.

Paralyzed, Lao Tzu kindly let you go, I didn't expect you to stab Lao Tzu again, really be a bully, right!

Fluttershy flies upside down like a kite with a broken string.

Immediately, blood spat out of his mouth as if he didn't want money.

"My good man, this is too ruthless! A punch until others can't get up, and they vomit blood directly. ”

"You idiot, don't you know that others have let her go just now, but she still gave someone a sword and deserves to be beaten. This kind of person doesn't know how to be grateful, and he doesn't deserve sympathy if he is killed. ”

With a punch that opened Fluttershy, Zhu Bufan immediately took out a silver needle from his body, and then inserted a few in his lower abdomen, finally controlling the wound in his lower abdomen and no longer bleeding.

"Let's go, don't try to kill me, or I'm afraid I'll really can't help but kill you!" Zhu Bufan yelled coldly.

The reason why I want to yell is to let Yuwen Wuji hear it.

Really!

Hearing Zhu Bufan's roar, Yuwen Wuji grabbed the teacup that was placed on the small table.

"Bang ......".

The teacup was shattered by Yuwen Wuji again, and his face became extremely angry.

"Zhu Bufan, let's see!"

Soon, the staff helped Fluttershy down, and as she left, Fluttershy gave Zhu Bufan a deep look, she knew why Zhu Bufan was yelling.

That sentence was telling Yuwen Wuji that it was not that she didn't want to kill Zhu Bufan, but that she was not his opponent, and if she insisted on going up, she would have to be sent to death, so that she would not be punished when she went back.

Fluttershy can't figure out why this man is helping her, and why he didn't do that when he could have wiped off his neck in one fell swoop, and is he really not killing women?

In an instant, she was in a trance, in her more than 20 years of fighting, she had never experienced that a person did this to her, even the person who taught her skills did not do this to her.

Their fellow sisters are either up or buried deep underneath.

It's so cruel there, so realistic, you can kill a person without hesitation for a bowl of rice, and in order to survive, you will do everything to kill your companions.

Fluttershy's eyes suddenly clouded when she thought back to her past, and she really wanted to know why this man did this to her, and if he really cared about her like this?

Seeing Fluttershy being helped down, Zhu Bufan sighed in his heart, "What a good girl! How did she become a killing machine?"

At this time, a person entered Dongfang Weimei's private room, it was a man, no, it should be called a boy, because the boy said that he was sixteen years old, but he looked like he was twelve or thirteen years old.

"Sister Beauty, this final battle, I ask to play!" the boy said to Dongfang Weimei very politely.

Dongfang Weimei looked at the boy in front of her, who was much younger than herself, and frowned: "Little brother, I'm not joking here, I'm going to die here!"

"I know, but I'm not afraid, I beg to be allowed to fight him in this last battle!" replied the boy with a calm face, as if life and death had little effect on him.

"Then tell your sister, why are you going to fight this last battle?" Dongfang Weimei said.

"Because I think that person is so strong that he can be my opponent, suitable for me to practice!" replied nonchalantly.

"Little brother, that means you're very strong!"

"Of course, I'm a bully in our school, look at whom, I can't get used to it, just pat him!" the boy replied, clenching his fists.

'Poof', Dongfang Weimei was amused by the boy's movements.

"Little brother, where are your parents?" asked Dongfang Weimei.

"Take care of the child at home, beautiful sister, you just let me fight with him for the last time!" the boy said coquettishly to Dongfang Weimei.

"No!" Dongfang Weimei flatly refused.

"Next, Mr. Zhu's opponent in the last game will be Chen Xiaowu! This Chen Xiaowu is a little boy, the odds are 1:1" As soon as Dongfang Weimei's refusal was finished, the host's voice rang out.

Hearing the host's voice, a smile suddenly appeared on the boy's face, and he said, "Hehe, I knew that Uncle He wouldn't let me down!"

Dongfang Weimei was confused and surprised for a while.

"Little brother, your name is Chen Xiaowu?" Dongfang Weimei said as she looked at the boy with a happy face.

"That's right, Sister Beauty, okay, it's time for me to play, then I'll go first, and when I kill that person, I'll come to Sister Beauty to play!

Then before Dongfang Weimei could speak, he had already walked out of the private room!

"Lan Xin, what the hell is going on?" Dongfang Weimei said with a frown.

"Miss, that's the case, an old man found the president and said that he wanted him to have a nephew, that is, the little boy just now to play in the last game, the president didn't agree at first, saying that it was arranged by you, but the little boy's uncle threatened the president and said that he wanted to deliberately release water in our club, how to put it, and he still had evidence in his hand, so he was helpless, the president didn't ask you to save it. Lan Xin replied respectfully.

"What!" Dongfang Weimei listened, and her beautiful face hung worried.

Who are these two uncles and nephews who suddenly appeared? Don't they know the consequences of threatening our society?

The odds are 1:1, what the hell are the organizers doing! If you want to release water, you won't find a little boy! Damn!

Immediately, the spectators began to curse angrily.

Zhu Bufan was also confused, little boy?

At this time, the iron gate of the gladiatorial arena opened, and the fifteen or sixteen-year-old Chen Xiaowu walked out of the passage.

Why is he a little boy? Under normal circumstances, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child who is well developed does not look like a little boy, but this Chen Xiaowu is the kind of child who is not very well developed, so he looks like a little child.

Chen Xiaowu, who walked out, suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Damn, it's so small, it's just a little brat! This organizer's head is really funny, looking for such a little kid, this is obviously to let Mr. Zhu pass the test directly! Damn.

Not really!

There was a cacophony of noises.