Yan Murong is a materialist, he never believes in ghosts and gods or anything like that, and he is very bold, since he was eighteen years old, he didn't know what he was afraid of - of course, except for the perverted old man ~ and his own father and grandfather, he really didn't fear anyone.

At that time, the old man said that he wanted to drink tiger bone wine, so Yan Murong squatted alone in the mountains for three days, just imagine, would a timid person dare to stay for three days in that kind of place that is uninhabited and often infested with fierce beasts?

However, Yan Murong was indeed frightened today, by the small foreign man in front of him.

It's okay if this guy is not symmetrical with those tall foreigners, but how can you look so ugly? Even if it's ugly, why do you still run out in the middle of the night to be scary?

Yan Murong is very kind and never discriminates against those who look ugly.

Parents who are born and skinned, besides, other people's mothers are not ugly, what right do you have to dislike others? Does someone have a half-dime relationship with you? - Of course, if it's someone he hates, that's a different story.

Chang Xiaopeng is ugly enough, right? However, that is also within the scope of introduction-at least that's what Yan Murong thinks.

But compared to Chang Xiaopeng, Yan Murong felt that Chang Xiaopeng was as beautiful as a little white flower.

Smooth bald, eyebrows like some clowns in Peking Opera, only two black dots, eyes are not big, even if they are open, I am afraid that others will think that he is squinting, what is even more unacceptable is that the thickened nose is almost parallel to the cheekbones, the two nostrils are straight up, plus a pair of thin lips, such an image is like a flesh-and-blood body with a skull head on top of it.

Immortal? Monster? Ghost?

Fuck, it's so ugly, Yan Murong scolded in his heart.

He is very entangled now, and his tangled heart is about to twist into a ball.

This guy looks really terrifying, yes, it's terrifying, this kind of flesh with a skull on his body, I'm afraid that the more timid people can be scared to death directly when they see it, and it's still in the wilderness.

Yan Murong didn't dare to look at him, but he didn't want to look at him, so he was very entangled - if he didn't look at him, how could he do anything with him? He said he wanted his own leg, so why didn't he find a knife and cut it down and give it to him?

Soon, Yan Murong made up his mind, raised his head and stared at the other party, thinking, no matter how powerful this guy is, he has to kill Ya here tonight, and then dig a pit three meters deep - no, a big pit five meters deep to bury him to death, otherwise he will run out in the middle of the night and scare people to death. It's not good to say that you can't scare children, and it's not good to scare some flowers and plants.

"Yan Murong, where are you?"

Just as Yan Murong was thinking about where to start, Ning Kun's voice came out, and then, a swaying figure walked towards them. Obviously, even with the airbag, he was still dizzy from the impact.

Finally, Ning Kun found two figures not far in front of him, shook his head, shook off the dizziness in his head, and Ning Kun's hand stood up, pointing at the small foreigner.

"Don't move, I'll shoot if you move."

Yan Murong was overjoyed, if it weren't for the wrong time, place and occasion, he really wanted to run over and hug Ning Kun and kiss him a few times.

Boy, what if you're good? Gentlemen have guns.

"Ning Kun, what nonsense, shoot." Yan Murong shouted loudly.

He hated people who had guns no different from those who held burning sticks.

You see, it's always played like this on TV, the actor is holding a gun, because he is kind-hearted, he always shouts to the bad **, "Don't move, I'm going to shoot if I move", but he just grabbed the gun in his hand, and the insurance was not opened. In the end, he hesitated, and the two villains, one black and one white, were fighting between heaven and man.

Little Negro: Shoot, he's a bad guy, you're a good guy, and it's only right for a good guy to kill a bad guy.

Little White Man: Don't shoot, shoot, what's the difference between you and him?

Little Negro: Shoot, if you don't shoot, he'll kill your wife.

Little white man: You can't shoot, you have a wife, he has it, you have to influence him, let him know that he will put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground, and the sea of suffering will be endless.

Shoot! Don't shoot! Shoot! Don't shoot!

So, in the protagonist's head, when the two little guys were arguing, the bad guy shot the protagonist's wife's head, and then fled.

Yan Murong always felt that such a person was the biggest fool in the world, so when he saw that Ning Kun had a gun in his hand, he asked Ning Kun to shoot quickly.

It's too troublesome to fight, and he doesn't want to make trouble for himself, let alone let the trouble go, so he will continue to make trouble for himself in the future, so using a gun is the best choice.

What made Yan Murong want to scold his mother angrily was that Ning Kun was just like the stupid actor on TV, just now he was shouting not to move, and I would shoot if he moved-but, you are fucking blind, he has buttoned his nostrils several times, don't you see?

Ning Kun didn't shoot, but the safety of the gun had been opened, and his finger was also on the trigger, and he approached Yan Murong step by step. When he walked to Yan Murong's side, he finally saw the appearance of the little man.

Like Yan Murong's first reaction, Ning Kun was taken aback by the other party's appearance, and he was still taken aback, and he couldn't help but shudder, and at the same time, the muzzle of the gun in his hand also deviated from the target.

Opportunity!

The small man's small eyes flickered, and the moment Ning Kun's muzzle deviated, the person disappeared from the spot, moving like a rabbit.

Yan Murong secretly screamed badly, the soft sword in his hand swept out horizontally, and he could see from the other party's movements that this guy was extremely ugly, but his skills were definitely not below him, and his target was Ning Kun who was holding the gun.

Between the lightning and flint, there was a clanging sound in mid-air, Yan Murong didn't see any weapon in the other party's hand, but it was certain that he must have a weapon in his hand, otherwise how could he resist his soft sword with just his physical body?

"Bang!"

The gunshot rang out, and Ning Kun finally came back to his senses, but this shot did not hit the little man, but let go of a shot diagonally in the direction of the two.

Yan Murong and the small man were entangled together, the movements were too fast, and they were too tight, plus the light was too dark, and the vision was obstructed, Ning Kun was afraid of hurting Yan Murong, so he had no way to aim and open again, and he could only choose to shoot diagonally upwards to deter. However, this shot still played a noticeable role, and the two entangled figures instantly moved away from each other.

Yan Murong thought, hurry up and open the distance and let Ning Kun shoot.

The little man thought that the other party had a gun and slipped away.