Chapter 195: The Dance of Blood (1)
"Shh......h I advise you to be careful with your words, she is the most popular and popular figure of the general, and you are so open-mouthed, beware of losing your life. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info" Eric warned solemnly.
"Eric, you can't be scared, are you...... Phew, a humble sentimental person, a stinking, just relying on farts ^ shares to please the general's momentary favor...... Hum...... Wait until the general is no longer interested in her one day, ha...... At that time, look how I that little ^^ to shreds......"
"Zhan Bo, if you talk like this again, I'm afraid you don't even know how you died. ”
The brown-eyed Eric glanced expressionlessly at Jamb, who was talking loudly, then at the lean but upright petite figure in the arena, turned his head and said to the brown-haired recruit, "Garneau, let's go to the other side, lest we be implicated by such an eyeless fool." ”
After saying that, Eric, who was standing at the corner of the observation deck, really strode towards the surging crowd.
"Eric, who do you say is a fool, believe it or not, I'm going to give you some color now? fuck^mom^, Eric, you just pretend, I'm going to eat her one day, see if you're greedy......"
Jamber shouted at Eric's back, and patted his crotch with silver^care, but his voice was completely covered by the commotion and sweeping cheers.
The crowd of onlookers was already impatient to move.
And General Poppy still waited unhurriedly for the last bullet to pop out of the chamber, and reloaded the butt with a "click", and never left the beautiful girl opposite, whose face was slightly red from anger.
"Instructor Wandering Butterfly, how about we have a contest too? You use your dagger, and I'll use this empty gun with no bullets in my hand. ”
General Huang turned the dark gold short-handled pistol converted from the "Colt Python", and the hand holding the handle of the gun was still wearing a silk glove with gold and white edges, and the dark and deep eyes of the owner of the gun exuded a cold murderous aura.
The short and delicate barrel flows with a metallic sheen, which is so beautiful that people can't help but want to surrender.
Wandering Butterfly knows that this pistol named "Golden Reaper" designed by the Imperial General himself is not only good-looking in appearance, but also the weight of the pure gold body must not be underestimated, if the user's arm strength is not enough, it will never be able to control the balance of this gun.
Butterfly looked up at him.
What kind of medicine is this hateful man selling in his gourd?
Since the last time he had a fever, he was tossed by this undisciplined man, and Wandering Butterfly has been in a stalemate with this man, and it has been less than a month, and the resentment in his heart has only barely been suppressed, and this man is impatient to provoke himself again?
But according to his current strength, even if he can play to his best, he is definitely not the opponent of this man, and he may not even be able to deal with him in thirty moves.
This man is deliberately trying to humiliate himself under the noses of so many people, right?
"Poppy Instructor, the blade is ruthless, I'm afraid that if you're not careful, you will die......" Wandering Die sarcastically said.
"Haven't you heard that the peony flower dies, and it is also a ghost ^?...... can die at the hands of a beauty, this instructor is dead without regrets...... However, today this instructor only wants to be a wind ^ flow instructor, and he doesn't want to be a wind ^ flow ghost ...... yet"
General Poppy's appearance of raising his eyebrows is very seductive, and his profound facial features are not very handsome, but the mature, stable and introverted temperament tempered by being in a high position all the year round and the heroic military uniform are absolutely sexy and charming.
"Although Libis is a little self-conscious, his proposal is not bad, Wandering Butterfly Instructor, Poppy Instructor of the 19th District is also going to have a contest with you...... If you win, from now on, your little mouth and your person will be my poppy, and if you win, in the same way, my mouth and my person will be yours, and everything I have is at your disposal......"
"Not interested. Wandering Butterfly coldly refused.
"Oh...... Are you interested, but you have to wait until you win, and then you are qualified to say, Wandering Butterfly Instructor. "It's a pity that General Poppy didn't give her a chance to refuse at all.
Damn it...... Fluttersdie bit her lower lip, she knew that it was really not suitable to duel with this man at this time...... But it doesn't work to refuse, she has no way to take this man......
General Poppy made a gesture of silence, and the boiling on both sides immediately quieted down.
"Please testify to all of you that this contest between me, the Poppy Instructor of the 19th District and the Wandering Butterfly Instructor of the 18th District, has nothing to do with any glory, only about one-kiss. ”
In front of everyone's eyes, General Poppy Huang did not hide his thoughts, and did not let Wandering Butterfly have any room to retreat.
The quiet crowd suddenly resounded with the sound of earnest whispering, interspersed with one or two ambiguous^ sneers.
It turns out that if this is really the case, how can the "little beauty beside the general" escape the fate of being eaten by the general? Some people who are jealous and abnormal even directly use the word "forbidden ^ belly."
The hand holding the dagger was trembling slightly, and she didn't have time to pay attention to the colorful eyes of the people around her, but only stared firmly at the man in front of her, eager to pierce the man's throat with a knife.
Zhan Bo laughed out loud without suppression, looking at the girl in the audience with disdain and greed.
Eric didn't say anything, but there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
"Kitten, the game is about to begin. General Poppy said in a low voice.
"Wait. Luo Die said lightly, "Dare to ask General Poppy, what you just said, if you lose, your mouth and your whole person will be mine, is this a solemn rule of the game, or is it your casual nonsense?"
General Poppy squinted his eyes and smiled at the girl with a serious face, leaned over and said in a low voice, "Little kitten, what do you say?"
The butterfly pulled out the dagger with a "bell", and between the lightning and flint, the cold silver light of the cold forest had already stabbed towards the general's chest.
The movements were as fast as lightning, and the dagger in the girl's hand was as if it were alive, with a fierce wind and a soaring murderous aura, floating like a floating cloud, like a swimming dragon.
The "bell ......" The roar of metal against metal vibrates the eardrums.
The general's arm was slightly raised, and a beautiful parry defused the attack, the dark golden barrel firmly supporting the mercury blade, and although the sharp tip of the blade was still pointed directly at the general's right sternum, it could not move forward an inch further.