Chapter 709: Horse Flesh Erodes Bone Water

Listening to the axle man's words, the expression on the face of the dead man eagle was strange, a kind of smile but not a smile.

The axle man's face finally returned to normal, he glanced at everyone, and then his gaze fell on the face of the dead man eagle: "The tolerance of the seniors, the younger generations understand, it's just that if a person does something wrong, he should be punished as he deserves." When he said this, he suddenly drew a short knife and stabbed himself in the neck.

The axle man fell, and as soon as he fell, he lost his breath. The blood flowed to the ground and flowed far away.

The crowd was shocked.

The dead man eagle was also stunned, and he suddenly found that he did not have many places where he could compare to the lame detective Li.

The corpse was carried away, and the blood on the ground was wiped dry, because everyone knew that the dead eagle was afraid of dirty!

The dead eagle looked at the python's corpse carefully, and suddenly, he noticed something strange. Under the abdomen of the python corpse, there was a finger exposed. The fingers are white and elongated.

The dead eagle slowly approached, he hesitated, suddenly reached out his hand, and gently turned the python corpse over.

The snow-white belly of the python corpse showed a finger very abruptly.

The Dead Eagle's gaze tightened, and he cautiously reached over and gently flicked the fingers on the python's corpse.

The fingers moved, slowly retracting into the snake's belly. Everyone exclaimed in surprise, and even the sophisticated and calm Dead Man Eagle couldn't help but change his face.

Could it be that there is a man in the belly of the serpent?

Everyone showed their weapons, and as soon as the dead eagle gave the order, they would rush forward and chop the people hiding in the belly of the snake into meat sauce.

The fingers on the python's stomach retracted, leaving a small black hole in the snake's belly.

The dead man's eagle's big round ears had become redder, and the yellow eyes that were sunken in their sockets kept turning.

What was the Dead Man Eagle thinking? No one knew, and no one dared to ask!

Quiet, dead still!

There was a bang, and the door of the restaurant was slammed open.

The people in the hall were startled. When everyone looked back, they saw a beggar with a muddy face and unkempt hair standing at the gate.

A big man with a pockmarked face, carrying a knife in his hand, rushed over with a fierce look: "If you want to eat, you don't look for a place, it seems that your kid is tired and crooked." As he spoke, the knife in his hand slashed viciously at the beggar's door.

The beggar didn't seem to see the oncoming knife, he laughed, and stumbled into the arms of the pock-faced man.

The pock-faced man was startled, and he hurriedly retreated.

Although the pock-faced man retreated quickly, he was still hit by the beggar.

The beggar laughed and ran away.

The Pu knife in the hands of the pock-faced man suddenly fell to the ground.

Only then did everyone realize that the numb-faced man's hand holding the knife had swollen at some point. The palms of the hands, the backs of the hands, and even the fingers are swollen so high.

The pock-faced man looked at his hand in surprise. His hand was swollen like a big steamed bun, which was red at first, and slowly turned purple and black.

The beggar leaned against a stone pillar and smiled maliciously.

The pock-faced man stared at the beggar, and he just wanted to rush over, but suddenly fell to the ground. Everyone was surprised to find that the back of his raised hand was actually smoking. The back of the hand that was high and bulging slowly collapsed, and it dried up and shrank in an instant, and it turned into black dry bones without much effort. The pock-faced man opened his mouth wide, and black mucus gushed out of his mouth. First his hands, then his arms, then his chest, and finally, his whole body was raised high, and one man swelled to the size of seven or eight people.

Everyone in the hall retreated, and everyone looked at the pock-faced man with a look of horror.

The facial features of the pock-faced man are invisible, and his face is like an inflated balloon. The pock-faced man's swollen body was enveloped in a cloud of smoke. The smoke faded, and his swollen body collapsed and withered. In less than a moment, a sturdy man was reduced to a pile of blackened dry bones.

The Dead Eagle's men were stunned, they couldn't believe it was real.

The Dead Man Eagle, recovering from his shock, stared at the beggar leaning on the stone pillar and saw that there was enough time for a bag of cigarettes.

The unkempt beggar couldn't help it, and grinned: "This uncle, do you like me, a poor beggar?"

The Dead Man Eagle frowned, and arched his hand: "Dare to ask Your Excellency's honorable name?"

The unkempt beggar laughed and said, "The head of the dignified Taishifu Nursing Academy, he actually whispered to a poor begging for food, if it spreads, you are not afraid of the jokes of the Jianghu people?"

The towering nose of the dead man eagle shook a few times, and said with a faint smile: "Your Excellency hurts people with poison, aren't you afraid of the jokes of the people in the rivers and lakes?"

The unkempt beggar looked up to the sky and laughed, revealing a mouthful of uneven yellow teeth: "Jianghu people, who would laugh at a stinky Huazi?"

The Dead Man Eagle was speechless for a while, he stared at the beggar's face, and after a long time, he said in a trembling voice: "If I guessed correctly, the poison Your Excellency used is horse flesh and bone water!"

The smile on the beggar's face suddenly disappeared: "Not bad!"

The dead man's eagle's pupils constricted: "It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the super killer horse meat of the former mighty rivers and lakes is not actually dead, he hides in an unknown place, and creates the most domineering poison in the Ethereal Continent, horse flesh and bones!" He stared at the beggar's face and continued slowly: "I heard that as soon as this poison comes out, the ghosts will cry at night, and people will turn into dry bones!"

The beggar leaned on the stone pillar, sighed softly, and muttered to himself, "I didn't expect anyone to remember my horse meat!"

The Dead Man Eagle was shocked, he involuntarily stepped back, and exclaimed, "Could it be that Your Excellency is ......?"

The beggar stretched out his hand full of sludge, touched his messy hair, and said coldly: "I am horse meat that cannot be steamed, hammered, burned, or killed!"

The people in the room were all pale, these men who roamed the rivers and lakes and licked their blood with knives, who didn't know the famous super killer horse meat? In the past, after the battle of Changting Fenglin, horse meat disappeared, but I didn't expect that now, this demon king is standing in front of everyone. No one is not nervous, no one is not afraid, even the sophisticated and calm Dead Man Eagle has a panicked look on his face.

The beggar sat firmly in his sandalwood chair, and the dead man eagle and the sturdy men watched from afar.

The beggar touched his messy hair, and asked in a strange manner, "Did you come here for that black coffin?"

The Dead Man Eagle coughed dryly and smiled, "That's true!"

The beggar licked his chapped lips and spoke weakly: "It seems that he is going to die again!"

The dead man's eagle's pupils constricted, he took a few steps back, and said with a smile: "I admire Mr. Ma's prestige, and I want to make Mr. Ma a friend, but I don't know Mr. Ma's ......."

The beggar intercepted: "The old man has no heart to make friends again, he just wants to be alone and enjoy a few years of happiness quietly." ”

The dead man's eagle's withered face turned red in an instant.

(End of chapter)