I'm going to fuck you, don't really get targeted, right? Why do I feel a chill in my back?

Jiao Zuoren, who was swaying on the street and sucking the yogurt in his hand, suddenly felt excited. This inexplicable sense of uneasiness made Jiao Zuoren react immediately, but he knew that he couldn't show it too obviously at this time, so he immediately shook his head and continued to pretend to be idle.

As his pace became faster and faster, Jiao Zuoren felt the strangeness of the surrounding atmosphere more obviously.

"Damn!" Jiao Zuoren looked at the gradually disappearing street scenes and figures around him, and immediately exploded in panic.

"What the hell did I hit you?" Jiao Zuoren struggled to run forward for a while, and found that he still seemed to be in place.

Estimating that he couldn't escape, he immediately turned around and stopped, and a long knife glowing with cyan light was taken out of nowhere.

Jiao Zuoren stared directly at a black mist in the distance, and in the next moment, Jiao Zuoren's whole face turned pale.

Because he saw Brother Qiao, who looked embarrassed and covered in bloody clothes, escaped from the black fog and yelled at him, because he was too far away, he didn't hear it clearly.

But due to concern, Jiao Zuoren immediately ran towards Brother Qiao with a knife.

"Brother, what's the matter?" Jiao Zuoren helped Brother Qiao in embarrassment, with concern on his face.

"Quick, run" a whimpering sound came from Brother Qiao's scattered hair.

When Jiao Zuoren heard this, he frowned, "Hey, I don't understand, why are you catching anyone and playing cosplay with me?" After speaking, Jiao Zuoren pushed Brother Qiao beside him, and raised the long knife on the ground straight to Brother Qiao.

The long-haired "Brother Qiao" smiled weirdly, and when he stepped back, he melted into the black mist, and an evil voice came out of thin air, "Hahahaha, boy, you're not a rookie, you want grandpa and me to kill you so much?" ”

"I'll fuck you! You look like you look like a car exhaust, are you worthy to talk to me? Jiao Zuoren tightened his hand holding the knife, and deeply implemented the concept that even if he was flustered in his heart, he must not lose.

A human figure gradually condensed out in the black mist, and a miserable white face appeared in front of Jiao Zuoren's eyes, "Boy, your mouth is really underwhelming."

"I won't tell you the little brother, you haven't seen anything more underwhelming" As soon as Jiao Zuoren heard people praise his mocking ability, he immediately proudly put the long knife on his shoulder, and took out a small piece of metal from his pocket with his left hand that a man had never seen.

The act of digging frightened the man in the black fog to instinctively move back, but he soon realized how stupid he was to do so.

When Jiao Zuoren pressed the button, the air seemed to freeze, "*you*!" Stinky Silly*, I&You*" The loud and shrill sound from the small metal block simply resounded in the sky, and even the black mist man's backward movement was a stagnant.

"Hahahaha, brother, what's going on? Am I cow X not? Jiao Zuoren laughed wildly at the black mist of Queen Cang's retreat, as proud as a rooster who had won.

“？？？”

Jiao Zuoren felt that a certain black mist seemed to have turned into the shape of three question marks, but this did not affect Jiao's actions. While he was in a daze, Jiao Zuoren didn't say a word, turned around and ran.

"Brother Qiao! Hurry up and come out to save me, we can't beat the hard stubble! Jiao Zuoren turned around and saw the man who was about to catch up, and couldn't help but sigh and slash down.

The man never thought that this skinless and faceless boy who had already tricked him could cut such an imposing knife. The man stepped back sideways, but the chilling sword aura under this slash still aroused him, who was already annoyed and angry.

"Boy, no matter where you came from or what your background is, you must die today" The man's figure disappeared into the black mist like dust, and the pitch-black mist expanded sharply to completely envelop Jiaozuo's figure.

Looking at the darkness around him, Jiao Zuoren, who was already very flustered, was even more at a loss for what to do: "Are you playing escape room with me or imprisoning me?" You have what it takes to get me out, what's the matter? You know you're ugly, and then it's so dark that I can't see it? Give me a hand and don't turn on the lights? ”

Jiao Zuoren waved the knife in his hand, chattering as he slashed at the air around him.

"You, why don't you talk again? Autistic teenagers? Little brother, you put a black sack on me, and you went to smash the pipe yourself? ”

Tired of chopping, Jiao Zuoren sat on the ground with a knife in his hand, and looked up at the most black place in the entire area, "Eh, can you come out?" If it doesn't come out again, readers should say that I'm procrastinating the number of words."

Soon Jiao Zuoren realized the seriousness of the problem, as the time he spent in this black fog increased, his breathing and reaction speed became worse and worse, and he even gradually had some difficulty even opening his mouth to speak.

"I hit you, what the hell is this, could it be that you were gas? Got me gas poisoned? Jiao Zuoren gasped heavily, feeling his increasingly tired body, and forcibly did not close his sleepy eyes.

"I said, why do you talk so much? I don't want to be annoyed by you."

In a blur, a long-haired man with a cigarette in his mouth appeared in front of Jiao Zuoren, just like the figure who squatted beside him last time when he stepped on blood.

The black mist gradually dissipated and condensed into a human form again, and a creepy smile appeared on his pale face, "Sure enough, there is a background, the breath of the two of you doesn't seem to be simple."

Brother Qiao, who was smoking a cigarette, ignored the two of them, and just lifted the already unconscious Jiao Zuoren onto Qin Longzu's back, then stood up and squinted at the man who was still smiling, "I heard that if you don't look at the background, you're going to kill him?" ”

"What? No way? ”

"Oh, no, just ask"

As soon as the words fell, a silver-white figure suddenly rushed out and rushed straight towards the man, who had never seen such a rapid charge at all, and was directly pushed out, falling to the ground fifty or sixty meters away.

And where Brother Qiao stood just now, the dust was scattered, and a large pit nearly half a meter deep gradually emerged in the dust.

"Mental toxin ability, it's more or less arrogant" Brother Qiao twisted his right wrist and looked at the man who was struggling to get up from the ground.

"You... Who the hell is it? Why can you catch my entity? The man spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at Brother Qiao in a daze.

Brother Qiao glanced back at Qin Longzu, who was carrying Jiao Zuoren, "It's not anyone, I just want to beat you," and after speaking, he rushed forward again, wrapped in scattered dust and black fog, and the man's terrible screams continued to be heard.

A figure was thrown out of the black mist, blood scattered, and it was impossible to recover, seeing that his left arm and right leg had been twisted into an incredible angle.

"My people, you are not worthy of moving, go back and tell that thing with a bad brain, I am here" Brother Qiao took a cigarette and lazily pulled his waist and ignored the man lying on the ground covered in injuries, but turned around and walked directly towards Qin Longzu.

Brother Qiao walked to Qin Longzu's side, put Jiao Zuoren on the ground, and looked at Jiao Zuoren who was still unconscious viciously, "This kid really hasn't grown at all, except for his cheap mouth, I haven't seen him make any progress."

Qin Longzu smiled helplessly and shook his head, "No way, after all, you are all from the same series"

"Fart, Lao Tzu is much better than him, this kid is a fool, Bai Rin gave him the knife in vain"

Although he said that Jiao Zuoren was stupid and stupid, Brother Qiao still squatted on the ground and took out a cigarette and crushed it and fed it to Jiao Zuoren's mouth, with endless distress on his face.

"Ya, I have a little bit of good things, let this kid give me Huohuo"

Qin Longzu watched the man stagger away dragging his half-crippled body, "Don't leave him behind?" Let him go back alive? ”

"There's no need, since we're struggling to find them, it's better not to look for them, and just let them come to us" Brother Qiao lit a cigarette for himself, and also looked in that direction, not knowing what he was thinking...

"Brother Qiao, Brother Qin, I'm done bullying you! He gave me a hand to imprison the play, it's too shameful" As soon as Jiao Zuoren woke up, he saw the two people who were looking at the distance, and immediately hugged one person with one arm and began to cry "bitterly"

", don't embarrass you here" Brother Qiao kicked a certain licking dog away, raised his legs and left.

Qin Longzu glanced at Jiao Zuoren, smiled helplessly, pulled him up and followed Brother Qiao, and left this place that made Jiao Zuoren "ashamed".