1447: Not interested.

"Isn't that better than that person?" the person in charge calmed down and said indifferently, "For you, and for him, it is the same as for him, and we have no interests in disorder." ”

"Of course, it's best to keep good things for yourself, but if you don't have the ability, you insist on keeping them...... A curse rather than a blessing. Ling Lan stood up, walked to the person in charge, and patted him heavily on the shoulder, "When all these people in your eleventh district are dead and the inheritance is cut off, decades later, do you think the word aboriginal still exists?"

The person in charge's face changed suddenly.

"For the sake of an uncertain future, you would rather ruin the future of the disorderly aborigines, you are a little stupid......" Ling Lan leaned over and looked at the person in charge with a mocking smile.

The person in charge's face was even more ugly, the corners of his mouth moved, and he wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.

In the middle of the sound, the person in charge stabilized himself and asked, "I told you, can you let us go?"

Knowing that there was no longer a choice, the person in charge began to look for a chance for them to live.

Ling Lan shook her head and smiled, "You are too naïve. Whether you say it or not, you people end up the same. However, I promise you that you will not massacre the civilians of District 11. Also, if you tell this secret, you may be able to kill each other. You, death, may be a little more worthy. ”

"Hahaha......" The person in charge suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, laughing, before staring at Ling Lan fiercely, and said coldly: "Since they are all dead, I will tell you that you are a fool." ”

"Whatever, that way, I don't have to tear my face with him, and it's good to continue to be my lord. Ling Lan's face didn't matter.

The person in charge just stared at Ling Lan like this, trying to find a little hesitation and hesitation on her face, but when he saw something, the more he looked at it, the more he believed that this was Ling Lan's true thoughts.

The belief in the support in the heart of the person in charge collapsed, and the whole person leaned weakly against the back of the chair.

"You've won!" The person in charge smiled bitterly.

He suddenly pulled out a dagger from his waist with his right hand and slammed it into his left shoulder.

Blood burst out, and his companion couldn't help but scream.

However, Ling Lan and the three of them looked at the person in charge indifferently, unmoved.

The person in charge sighed in his heart, the disorderly aborigines are strong, much stronger than ordinary people, but these people from outside are not human beings at all, they are a group of perverts.

The person in charge sighed in his heart, but the movements in his hands did not pause, and they were very neat.

I saw that he directly cut the flesh of his shoulder, revealing his shoulder bone, and then realized that part of his shoulder bone was actually made of metal.

Due to the excellent control of his own muscles, the person in charge did not lose much blood despite his masochism.

He bit down, and the tip of the dagger pressed hard against a spot in the metal shoulder bone, which suddenly opened open, revealing a black hole.

The tip of the dagger was aimed at the black hole, and a black object bounced out of it and flew towards Ling Lan.

Countless silver threads suddenly appeared in front of Ling Lan, quickly weaving into a net, directly enveloping the black object.

The person in charge endured the severe pain and gasped: "Everything you want is inside, as for whether you can decipher it, it depends on your ability." “

Ling Lan looked at the black object hanging in front of her in front of her in the silver wire mesh seriously, as if she was thinking about something.

"I hope you will do what you say and spare the civilians of our 11th district, as for us people, we will kill and scrape casually. The person in charge smiled bitterly.

"He also has one of these, right?" Ling Lan asked.

The pupils of the person in charge shrank suddenly, and the eyes that looked at Ling Lan were extremely complicated.

"It's starting to get interesting. Ling Lan stood up, with a hint of helplessness between her eyebrows, and a hint of surprise that was almost invisible.

"I can finally go back, this time I need to get some rest. Ling Lan turned and walked towards the door without looking back.

Luo Lang and Zhao Jun followed closely.

The person in charge looked at the backs of the three people in disbelief, and when the three of them were about to walk out of the door, he finally couldn't hold back and asked, "You guys, don't kill me?"

"Not interested. As for whether District 11 can survive, it's your business, not me. “

There was no figure in front of him, but in the ears of the person in charge, Ling Lan's cold voice came slowly......

It's very ruthless, but it makes people feel a ...... Grateful?

Let's start with a chapter.,See if there's a time code word at night.,My goal now is.,Keep changing first.。 I feel like I'm falling......