Chapter Twenty-Eight: The First Kill of the Black List Master

"If you tell me not to press it, I won't press it?"

Niu Tingting's face was full of contempt, and she said arrogantly: "Don't listen to him, Yue'er, let's press it together!" ”

Wei Wuji was about to vomit blood, and if he wanted them not to press the button, he should show a lewd face and urge them to press it quickly, so that they would never press it if they were afraid. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Don't press!

When you hear it, there is a surprise, and it is strange if you don't press it.

Just as Wang Xiaohu asked him not to press it before, then he must have to press it, but as a result, under the press, the current surged, and Wang Xiaohu's sweater was electrified.

"One, two, three, fly!"

Now Xia Yue and Niu Tingting are wearing the same skirt, in fact, they are indeed wearing the same skirt tonight, dressed like Chang'e's triplet sister.

In the midst of the coaxing of the crowd, the two shouted in unison, and two jade fingers came out in unison.

That speed is comparable to grabbing a red envelope, and Wei Wuji is too late to stop it.

But there is a speed in the hand.

Niu Tingting's fingers pressed first.

Boom!

And then there is the summer moon.

Boom!

Two identical fart sounds, one after the other, one after the other, are exceptionally crisp.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they waved their hands and fanned their noses, suddenly remembering that these were two toys, and the fart must not stink, they all laughed.

This toy is so interesting!

The two goddesses blushed, feeling that this fart was no different from their own release, and they all glared at Wei Wuji angrily.

Iron Man of the cheating daddy!

Wei Wuji secretly scolded in his heart, he must create an opportunity to kill Iron Man.

Several boys immediately gathered around Wei Wuji and asked where this fart Iron Man was sold.

However, at this moment, the two models suddenly trembled, the steel shells on their bodies flipped over, and countless light eyes appeared, and the light was transmitted to the surroundings, and the stars were dotted.

The two Iron Man models began to wave their arms and twist their hips, and at the same time danced weird dances, driving those stars to shine, wonderfully beautiful, dreamy.

The crowd watched quietly, fascinated.

Looking at this romantic starry sky, Xia Yue and Niu Tingting were also obsessed.

Wei Wuji breathed a long sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat on his face, for the sake of this starry sky, this time I will spare you this pile of broken copper and iron.

"Miss, your chest is so straight!"

"Tall!"

"Miss, your ass is so round!"

"Round!"

The two models suddenly spoke, one in front of the other and one behind, with a dirty tail.

Ha ha!

After a slight stunned moment, everyone laughed out loud.

This kind of lustful doll is definitely a boy's favorite, and it is perfect for giving it to his girlfriend.

me!

Iron Man, Lao Tzu and you are incompatible!

Wei Wuji was sweating all over the waterfall, this Iron Man is more unreliable than Jiang Ziya, this is to put him to death, thinking about the cat's waist and moving around, he is going to escape from this place of right and wrong.

"Wei Wuji!"

Xia Yue and Niu Tingting roared at the same time, but Wei Wuji had already escaped in a puff of smoke.

On the way back to his residence, Wei Wuji took out his mobile phone and clicked into the red envelope group, ready to denounce Iron Man.

Suddenly, there were two chills in the darkness, like the eyes of death, silently watching him.

"Who?"

Wei Wuji's heart was beating wildly, he put away his mobile phone, and shouted, "Come out!" ”

Out of the darkness came a curly hair, and came to the dim street lamp, a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, and looked at Wei Wuji defiantly.

That terrible chill, could it be from this curly hair?

But people can't look good, and Huafu is the best warning.

"I heard that you can force Huafu to retreat?"

Curly took a puff and spit out the cigarette, hugged his fists and said: "In the south wind, at the bottom of the black list, I want to ask Brother Wei for a few tricks, and I hope that Brother Wei will not hesitate to give advice." ”

What line is this?

Blacklist?

What the hell is that?

What does it have to do with the red list mentioned by Xia Zhongru?

Wei Wuji was full of doubts and was about to ask, but saw that the south wind clenched his fists and pounced like a tiger.

So fast!

Different from Sun Yaohua's fist, this south wind is the same as Huafu, punching like the wind, and it can be attacked in front of it in a flash.

Wei Wuji came back to his senses, saw the opportunity, grabbed Nanfeng's fist, and a powerful attack struck, forcing him to take a big step back.

What a strong force!

But compared with Huafubi, it is still far from it.

As long as he wasn't a perverted master like Hua Fu, Wei Wuji was fearless.

Grabbed by the fist, Nanfeng was horrified, and immediately leaned on Wei Wuji's body, and the whole person rose into the air, and a beautiful right leg swing swept Wei Wuji's cheek.

Wei Wuji was taken aback, quickly bent down, spun on the spot, and threw Nanfeng out.

It stands to reason that with his current strength, he used all his strength to throw a person out, and that person would have to be seriously injured even if he did not die.

However, Nanfeng's body was light, he flipped a few times in the air, his legs caught the lamp pole, half of his body hung straight in the air, grinned at Wei Wuji, and pulled out a bright short knife from the leg of his trousers.

"He is worthy of being a man who can force Huafu back!"

Nanfeng tiptoed a lamppole on his toes, his body was like an arrow from the string, and he stabbed Wei Wuji in the heart with a knife, but when he got closer, his wrist flipped and the short knife turned to Wei Wuji's throat.

Wei Wuji was shocked, and his feet retreated again and again, but the short knife still slashed his throat, and when he reached out and touched it, blood oozed out.

Luckily, just skin trauma.

If it is two millimetres deeper, the throat will be cut.

it!

Nanfeng is definitely a first-class master.

is at the bottom of the black list.

The person who ranks first on the black list should be so rebellious!

"We never knew each other, why did you kill me?"

Wei Wuji touched the scar on his throat, gritting his teeth with hatred, Nanfeng hurt the killer, not to fight, but to want his life.

"Kill you, and I'll get a chance."

Nanfeng stood in the shadows that the street lamp couldn't illuminate with a knife, and said coldly: "There are a hundred masters on the black list, kill you, and I will have the qualification to challenge the ninety-ninth place." ”

Wei Wuji didn't understand at all, and just asked, "Why me?" ”

"When you die, go ask Lord Yama!"

The south wind was like the wind at its feet, and it burst out of the darkness on that side, and with a whoosh, it jumped into the darkness on the other side.

Wei Wuji stood under the street lamp, very conspicuous, but he was just a rookie, and he only felt that he could see clearly when the south wind attacked.

As everyone knows, the most dangerous place in the dark is that light.

The south wind wandered in the darkness, spotting the opportunity, and suddenly burst out of the hole like a long snake, bursting out from the left rear, seemingly stabbing into Wei Wuji's heart, but in fact it was still a throat cut.

Nanfeng's favorite way to kill people is to cut his throat.

Suddenly sneak attack from the rear, and at the moment when the opponent turned around, a knife cut the throat, and blood shot out and sprayed on the face.

That heat wave is super cool.

Sensing that the south wind was approaching, Wei Wuji jumped upwards violently, this jump, which was more than three meters high, making the south wind instantly pounce into the air, and when he landed, he kicked in the air, hitting the back of the south wind's head.

This kick was extremely hard, and the kick made the south wind fall to a few meters away, and the whole person lay on the ground like a turtle, no longer moving.

"Don't play dead, get up!"

Wei Wuji cautiously walked over, and when he saw that Nanfeng's brain was running and he was already burping, he was so frightened that he immediately collapsed to the ground.