Updated: 2012-11-06

"Deal?" Downing raised an eyebrow. Fiction Rankingshttp://top./

"Yes, deals. I have something that may not be useful to ordinary people, but you know thaumaturgy, and you are a man of the rivers and lakes. I believe that as soon as you see it, you will find it of immeasurable value. As long as you promise to let me go, I can give you this thing. ”

Yang Sanmao's hand in the dark groped his way up the tombstone, and leaned forward. Leaning on the support of the tombstone, he straightened up, gasped for breath, raised his chin high, and puffed out his shriveled chest. I'm trying to make myself look imposing. Quietly waiting for Tang Ning's reply.

He was very life-sparing, even possessive. It's not about age. The older people are, the more greedy they are, and although young people are younger, they can't get out of this category, which is determined by industry habits. In many cases, it is not subject to personal will.

To put it bluntly, when I see the + passion novelhttp://WwW./class12/1.html baby, the sudden ** can't control the heart, the heart can't control the hand. When you hear it, you want to see it, and when you see it, you want to get it further, so that you can be completely down-to-earth. He himself is such a person, and I believe that the young man in front of him is no exception.

"How about it, Housheng, is it difficult to make a decision?"

The night wind was blowing in all directions, and the leaves were rattling. After waiting for a few minutes, seeing that there was no response from the other side, Yang Sanmao stood a little unbearable, after all, he was old and all parts of his body were very fragile. When he was thrown just now, he was already going to lose half his life. Unbearable, he began to cautiously test his words, stirring his tongue.

"I'm just an old man in his last years, and even if you let me go, an old cripple like me won't have a few years to live. Why bother? I tell you where your things are, you take your things and leave, from now on, you go your way, I cross my bridge, everyone is well. Why do you have to do things in the first place? Besides, your friend has already been rescued by you, even if you kill me now, what can you do? Can you show your super strength? If you can crack my technique, you must be born under a high-ranking person. Killing someone like me will not add prestige, but it will also dirty your hands. Why don't you leave it at that? ”

Tang Ning in the dark finally reacted, only to hear him sneer, and said: "You are an old Jianghu, you can hear what you say, and you are very good at speaking, yes, I am very interested in your proposal, okay, the deal is made." Where's the thing? ”

Yang Sanmao couldn't hold back the ecstasy in his heart, a hideous look flashed on his face, and a fierce gaze burst out of his eyes.

"Things are in ......" Before he finished speaking, his body, which was originally standing well, suddenly slipped under his feet, and his whole body fell backwards on the overgrown grave, and he struggled for a long time and didn't get up. He grinned, "...... Hiss...... Housheng, please come and help me, I'm old, my legs and feet are very brittle, and I can't stand it if I stand for a long time. This person, it's useless when you're old, it's better for you young people......"

Tang Ning was slightly stunned, but quickly walked over as he said. Leaned over and grabbed his arm, just about to pull him up.

But at this moment, Yang Sanmao's head suddenly lowered, and at the same time, there was a very slight crisp sound from the neckline on the back of his neck, and a sharp object with extremely fast speed and exuding a cold breath shot straight towards Tang Ning's face.

First, the distance between the two was no more than a foot, so it could be said that they were next to each other, and second, the attack was too sudden, and the speed was extremely fast, so fast that people did not have time to react.

Yang Sanmao's thin face with towering cheekbones was full of a hideous and vicious smile.

"Queen Bee Needle" is the most proud and last means of saving his life in his life, and he will never be revealed in front of people unless he has to. Because he had to strike at close range to receive an unexpected effect, he was caught off guard, believing that no one would be able to dodge the blow.

After the "queen bee needle" was quenched, it was originally black, as thin as a sewing needle, and it was launched by the delicate mechanism hidden behind it, and now it was a dark night where you couldn't see your fingers. It was so close, he believed that the young man next to him was dead.

"Hehe, it's still too tender! If you want to kill someone, you can kill it, and you can kill it, where did you get so much nonsense. Dare to meddle in the affairs of the third master, boy, don't blame me when you go to hell, this is your own fault! Ha ha...... Uh......" The rampant smug laughter didn't go far when it suddenly stopped like a duck pinched by the neck, and then looked frightened. Yang Sanmao, who was still triumphant just now, was no longer possessed by his soul at this time.

Because he found that his body was still moving. What's worse is that he didn't want to move. Someone made him have to move. The thin body was vigorously lifted. His elbows were screwed behind his back, and his head was pressed hard against the cold tombstone by a large hand. The nose and face were squeezed the cold and rough granite tablet.

The cheekbones, eye sockets, nose tip, and skin surface were all scratched and bleeding, and the lips were squeezed by the hard rock tablets and teeth. I wanted to say something, but I didn't have a chance to speak. Feeling that death was coming, Yang Sanmao's soul was rising, and the remaining arms and legs struggled and fluttered.