Wang Xiaoming took a few steps back and widened the distance between him and the other party. Getting closer, Wang Xiaoming saw the other party's face positively for the first time.

The emaciated face is angular, the fair skin is like the pearl of the world, and the eyes are as deep as a quiet lake. Although his expression was gentle and harmless at this time, those eyes made people feel like they were on the edge of an abyss, and a nameless danger could not help but spread from the bottom of his heart.

"Why, don't you want to be friends with me?" The white suit had an elegant smile, and his hand was still stretched out like that, and he didn't let it go because of Wang Xiaoming's retreat.

To be honest, the person in front of him at this time is not reminiscent of the murderer who tortured and killed the girl in Huali City. That elegance from the inside out can only be possessed by wealthy nobles with a long history.

Facing the other party's smile, as well as the elegant but firm tone, even Wang Xiaoming couldn't control himself for a moment, and wanted to step forward to shake hands with the other party. If you don't, you will feel like a very impolite person.

Looking at the hand still held there, Wang Xiaoming's footsteps slowly moved forward, and his hand involuntarily stretched out. And the white suit has been standing there, staring at Wang Xiaoming without any change in expression.

Just when Wang Xiaoming's hand was about to shake the other party's hand, there was a sudden pain in his mind, and an inexplicable panic suddenly occupied his mind. Subconsciously, Wang Xiaoming wanted to withdraw his hand.

"Let's shake hands, so that we are friends!" Bai Sufu saw Wang Xiaoming's hand that was about to be retracted, stepped forward and grabbed Xiao Ming's hand.

The moment he was caught, Wang Xiaoming felt as if his hand was being held by a large plier. A sharp pain came instantly, and Wang Xiaoming fell to his knees with a thud, while his hand was still caught in the hand of the white suit.

"Very well, now we're friends. Bai Yi was still standing there, looking condescendingly at Wang Xiaoming kneeling in front of him, with that elegant smile on his face, "Good friends should always be together." Unfortunately, I don't like being with male friends all the time, so our friendship is destined to be short-lived. ”

"Ah!!" Wang Xiaoming felt unbearable pain at this time, and cold sweat also broke out from his forehead with the pain.

"How's it going? Aren't you happy to be friends with me?" The smile in the white suit finally changed, and the amplitude of the corners of his mouth was slightly exaggerated.

After the white suit finished speaking, he let go of the hand he was holding. After Wang Xiaoming's hand was released, he gasped for breath. He endured the pain and tried to get up and run away from the white demon.

That's right, at this time, this man in a white suit with a noble and elegant head from the inside out is a demon in human skin in Wang Xiaoming's eyes at this time.

Hachi Hachi, Wang Xiaoming wanted to stand up, but his legs were too uncompetitive at this time. He struggled to stand up several times but couldn't get up, and fear drove him to struggle and lie on his stomach, as long as he could get away from this demon at this time, he could do anything.

Hurry up! Hurry up!

Wang Xiaoming roared in his heart, he had lived a prosperous life since he was a child, and he had never felt so helpless when he was dominated by fear.

However, Bai Suit followed behind Wang Xiaoming unhurriedly, looking at Wang Xiaoming lying on the ground with playful eyes, and the other party's desperate forward squirming posture at this time was so interesting in the eyes of Bai Suit.

It seems that it is good to have some fun here on a night like this.

However, thinking of the newly obtained treasure in the bag at this time, Bai Sui suddenly lost his patience. He walked in front of Wang Xiaoming a few times quickly, stretched out his hand and grabbed Wang Xiaoming's neck.

"My new friend, that's the end of tonight's game, I want to go home and enjoy my art as soon as possible. ”

"Appreciate you ghost!" Wang Xiaoming raised his last strength and waved his hand and fanned the other party's arm. Then he was half-lying on the ground, and kept backing down.

Bai Sui touched his wrist, and the smile on his face regained some and said, "Friend, you hurt me." ”

Watching the white suit slowly approaching him, Wang Xiaoming's intact hand slowly reached into the clothes. Just when the white suit came to Wang Xiaoming again, he bent down slightly and reached out to grab Wang Xiaoming.

"Smack!", a ray of light passed through the white suit, completely piercing the peach tree behind him!

The body in the white suit flew backwards in response, and then fell to the ground, motionless.

"Are you dead?" Wang Xiaoming stood up with his efforts, he nervously looked at the motionless white suit that fell to the ground not far away, and he had never been so eager to die alone.

"Dead, right? must be dead!" Wang Xiaoming wiped the sweat from his forehead, his injured hand hung weakly to the side, and the other hand held the palm-sized magic gun, the muzzle of which was always aimed at the white suit.

"It's supposed to be dead. Wang Xiaoming exhaled, thinking that this time he was really holding on to himself. His teacher once taught him that a gentleman should not stand in danger, but he had never encountered real danger, and he had long forgotten this sentence.

It was only then that he understood how wise the teacher's words were. But fortunately, this time there is no danger, the other party was killed by himself in carelessness, otherwise it is really more auspicious.

Recalling the irresistible force in his hand when he was held by the other party just now, Wang Xiaoming still has palpitations in his heart.

"Now just wait for Brother Wang to come over, and then clean up the mess. ”

"You seem happy if I die. At this time, the white suit that fell to the ground suddenly said.

This sentence sounded, and it was more terrifying than anything terrible in Wang Xiaoming's ears. He hurriedly stepped back, the magic gun in his hand aimed at the white suit.

The white suit slowly stood up at this time, glanced at the red part of the abdomen, and patted the dust on the white suit casually and said, "Friend, I like the way you say hello." I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Danatos, and the word for Sylo means sign of death. ”

As he spoke, Danatos slowly took off his suit jacket, his smile began to become exaggerated, and the corners of his mouth turned up to an incredible degree. And his eyes, at this time, unabashedly revealed a bloodthirsty light.

Just like an elegant nobleman suddenly tearing off his perfect human skin, revealing the bloodthirsty demon hidden inside, such a contrast between before and after made the fear in Wang Xiaoming's heart a little deeper.

"Bang!

Two gunshots rang out in a row, but this time Wang Xiaoming's attack did not work. Danatos's body was like a phantom in the middle of the night, and he shook from side to side a few times, and easily dodged these shots.

"This magic gun, it's performing very well. But your heart is in turmoil, and it has no power in the face of me. Before Danatos' voice had completely fallen, the figure had disappeared from Wang Xiaoming's sight.

Just as Xiao Ming desperately turned his head to find the other party's traces, a strong wind hit the back of his head.

"It's over, young master, I'm going to hang here!" Wang Xiaoming wailed indignantly in his heart.

With a bang, Wang Xiaoming only felt that the sky was dark for a while, and when he got up, he found that he was already lying on the ground in the distance. He quickly struggled to sit up and looked in the direction he had been.

I saw that where he was before at this time, Wang Mo had already appeared there. He now had his back to him, one hand resting on the other's transformed clawed hand. And one of his feet slowly retracted, Wang Xiaoming turned over his clothes and looked behind him, there was a big footprint there.

Save me, save me, do you need to kick me so hard?

After Wang Xiaoming finished slandering, he shouted loudly: "Brother Wang, you can be counted as coming! If you don't come again, you will lose my good brother!"

"Ah...... You find a place to hide, and I'll take care of the rest. ”

Wang Xiaoming was secretly speechless, it was the first time he had seen Wang Mo look so serious.