"Whew, I really need to vent. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Holding the scabbard in his hand, Zhang Dejun often took a breath. Looking at the right hand that was still trembling with a folding fan on the ground, Zhang Dejun couldn't help but feel refreshed.

"You... You... You are just a white slave mongrel, and you dare to sword against the superior races! Besides, where did you learn the exercises!? Do you know that the first of the iron laws is to prohibit white slaves from cultivating! You can't be a mongrel! The man who cut off his hand was still struggling with his broken arm, and the little guy behind him couldn't stand. reacted immediately to show loyalty, thinking that he was complacent about his eagerness. Ironically, the little guy who jumped out is also blonde and blue-eyed.

"Tsk, white traitor, this kind of person really exists everywhere. Sure enough, when it comes to dealing with his own people, he is more ruthless than outsiders. Sure enough, the inferiority of human beings exists everywhere in any universe. Lin Hehe, who was still surprised by Zhang Dejun's sword light, was now attracted by the white traitor who suddenly jumped out.

"Why... Do you want to speak for the foreigners? The Bai people would rather do lowly work to maintain survival and inheritance than be beggars, and I didn't see one on the road just now. Why... There will be someone... Are you willing to be a lowlier traitor? "He was so angry when he saw that there was a traitor among the people he wanted to save.

"People go to high places, and water flows to low places." The white traitor looked at Zhang Dejun, although he was shorter than him, he was quite condescending.

"Oh... Then you remember to have a good tire in your next life, so you don't need to work so hard, gap. Zhang Dejun said without a head or an end, and then everyone saw that the white traitor was still staring at him, but a red line appeared on his neck, because he wanted to bend over, but his body moved, but his head remained in place.

"Senior, collect the killing heart, after all, it's not the home field!" Seeing this bloody scene in front of him, Lin Hehe was not afraid, he had been playing for a long time, and he was used to this kind of picture. What's more, in the horror movies with a heavy taste, there are also a lot of severed limbs and wreckage, so you should watch VR horror movies.

"Well, too." Zhang Dejun was as good as a stream, agreed to Lin Hehe's request, and prepared to leave the scene of the crime, after all, it was not easy to explain to others.

"Two, killing someone here, is it like leaving?" It's a pity that it has been seen. Xuan Xuan used his true qi to cut off the blood supply of the broken arm, and he no longer bled anymore.

"Hmm... Are you not going to put us to the test? Right now... Temptation out? Zhang Dejun looked at the person in front of him and said.

"When did you find out?" The gentleman put away the cynical aura that overflowed from his body, turned to Gujing Bubo, looked at Zhang Dejun seriously and asked.

"I guess I saw it from the beginning." Pretending to think for a while, Zhang Dejun said.

"Huh? When did you see it?? Well? "There are many people outside the scene, including Lin Hehe.

"The one who sells tickets at the door is someone from their family, don't you see?" Zhang Dejun glanced at Lin Hehe, who was unlearned and unskilled, and then said.

"Oops!? Is it?? Obviously, Lin Hehe lived up to Zhang Dejun's expectations and didn't notice anything.

"The texture of the cuff of the ticket seller is the same as the dark pattern of the clothes on his body, a family crest or something." Zhang Dejun, who hates iron but not steel, can only explain it again by himself.

"It can't be... Brands of clothes or something? Isn't that how all those bags and clothes come from? "There is no doubt that Lin Hehe has a different thinking circuit from ordinary people.

“... It's a family crest! Seeing that Lin Hehe dared to ask rhetorically, Zhang Dejun was angry, gritted his teeth and said.

"Uh-huh! Ok, good, good! You say it's a family crest, it's a family crest! Lin Hehe nodded vigorously in agreement.

"You've finished your temptations, can we go?" Zhang Dejun glanced at the severed hand and said.

"If you hurt the people of our upper nine families, it's not so easy to leave. Although you killed a white slave, he is also a white slave of our family, and only we can dispose of him! You have to give an explanation, right? For example, where did your cultivation come from? A person suddenly appeared next to the man with the broken arm, which caught everyone present a little off guard.

"Something about you again? We're here from the outside, and I've not cultivated... It's your business. Glancing at the visitor, Zhang Dejun rolled his eyes, as if he was very dissatisfied with his stupid speech.

"Don't think that you can do whatever you want if you rob immortals and cultivate! Do you know that if you wait for the white slave to have cultivation, it is the original sin! If you refuse to tell us the history, we will ask you questions. The person who came here obviously did not have a low cultivation, and he saw Zhang Dejun's true cultivation at a glance, so he made intimidating words.

"What if I say no?" Obviously, for this person's threat, Zhang Dejun, as the pride of the sky, does not eat his intimidating judgment.

"No, no! Law enforcement team, please come to the cross block of the bazaar, there are white slaves making trouble! Then I saw the person in front of me take out the phone and start calling.

"I haven't fought yet, so I admit it? You go to the nine, just a little rat guts? Seeing the man's behavior, the contempt in Zhang Dejun's eyes became even stronger.

"I'm sorry, but because your threat is too great, we have to be 100% sure that we can eliminate you, so it's not a big deal to lose a few people." Hearing this, Zhang Dejun was nothing, but Lin Hehe was a dead soul. This is the real sense of "the lion fights the rabbit, and also uses all his strength", in order to achieve the goal, people who don't want to be cheeky are really scary.

Although Zhang Dejun felt dozens of breaths rapidly approaching from afar, he still did not panic and waited quietly in place.

"I don't know what you are relying on, but you will die today." Seeing that Zhang Dejun was still calm, the solemn look in the eyes of the man in front of him became even more serious.

"White slave, don't be caught yet!" From the temptation at the beginning, to the current non-dying, Lin Hehe is completely out of the situation. Just now they were tourists, but now they have become foreign terrorists.

"Seven thunders!" Seeing that he had surrounded the enemy from the inside out, Zhang Dejun held the hilt of his sword in his right hand, and in an instant, one turned into ten thousand. The whole person produced countless afterimages on the spot, and each afterimage swept over the enemy with lightning speed.

"You're a master of swordsmanship—" Before the mocking voice could blurt out, a red thread separating the skulls from their necks had already interrupted their words.

"I said, I don't." When the afterimage returned, Zhang Dejun glanced at the person who was frozen in place.

"You can't help it!" As the saying goes, if you hit the small one and come to the big one, this person who just died in one place immediately made up for it.

"It's just a matter of robbing immortals, why is it so rampant!" An old man with white hair appeared in clothes with the same family crest as the man.

"It's just a real immortal, why is it so rampant!" As soon as the old man finished speaking, he was interrupted by a red light that appeared out of thin air from space.