"How could it be...... Why ......" The man in white looked at Manro incredulously, completely unable to understand why the armor on his body was useless. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hehe, don't you feel hopeless?" Manro took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped the blood-stained dagger, his weird smile became brighter, "Didn't I say it all?" The guys in my plan aren't going to cause me much trouble, and you're in my plan. ”

"Plan ......" The man in white covered the wound on his waist and abdomen, and looked at Manro with a little confusion.

"You can't guess, no one can guess where it all started." Manro looked at the man in white condescendingly, like a dragon looking at an ant, majestic and ruthless.

"I thought I could put an end to your hubris, but I didn't think I could only be a stepping stone." The man in white smiled bitterly and sighed sadly, "I didn't expect that it would end when I first appeared on the stage, but I won't die so simply, even if I die, I will die with dignity!" ”

Manro raised his eyebrows and said playfully to the man in white, "Oh? A dignified death? Then you can open my eyes to a dignified death? ”

"For example: with you...... Fight like Kilkenny cats! The man in white suddenly moved, and sprang out like an arrow off the string.

Manro didn't seem to react, still maintaining his mocking expression, as if the man in white was very successful this sudden outburst, and caught him off guard.

"Bang!" A figure slammed into the wall, and the dilapidated wood let out a dissatisfied protest, even more dilapidated and decaying.

"Hmm, it seems like a guy was catapulted just now?" Manroe pretended to look around, looking around and looking around.

"You! How! Whatever! Yes! Envoy! Use! It! The man in white pressed his abdomen in pain, staring at the white lamp that Manro lifted, his chest kept rising and falling, and every word he spit out seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, murderous, cold and ruthless.

"Tell me why I can't use it? This thing is not yours, you can use it, I can use it. ”

The man in white seemed to be choked, silent for a long time, and the fierce aura of his whole body slowly leaked away like a leaky ball, he coughed twice, as if he wanted to clear his throat, and reluctantly stood up against the wall.

"Ou heather, Ou heather, you bastard, I trust you so much, you still say that you are the same person as me? I didn't expect you to be just a shameless lackey! I'll fuck your uncle, fuck ......" The man in white scolded at the ceiling, the previous indifference and mystery all rolled to the corner at this moment, he seemed to have become Aunt Sapoer at the entrance of the vegetable market, pinching his waist, pointing at people, and scolding the guy who provoked him to death with a mouth full of filthy words.

The man in white scolded for a full two minutes, his voice was huge, and his foul language was not heavy at all, he was articulate and skillful, which was indeed outrageous.

As if tired of scolding, the man in white leaned against the wall and gasped, looking immediately depressed, and no longer had a trace of brilliance, letting the wound in his abdomen flow with blood, like an old dog about to die, slumped in the darkest corner, panting and spitting heavily, waiting for death to harvest its life.

Luo Hanya shook his head secretly, he didn't know what happened between the man in white and Ou Heather, but at least he was sure that there was a deep friendship between the two, otherwise the man in white would not be so angry, and only the betrayal of the closest person could make people so hysterical.

Makarius glanced at the man in white with pity, and spat angrily, as if lamenting his misfortune and angering him.

The stone silkworm still lowered its head, its eyes slightly chipped as if it was asleep, and it didn't care at all about what was in front of it.

"Anything else? That's it? Manro sat down at the table again, with a piece of toast smeared with jam in his hand, savoring it with disdain in his eyes, as if he were watching a clown, and he couldn't get enough of his ugly and ridiculous performance.

"Stone silkworm, come here!"

The stone silkworm was stunned for a while, as if he didn't react for a while, and immediately widened his only remaining right eye after coming to his senses, and hurriedly walked to Manroe's side, looking at Manro lying on the Taishi's chair with some puzzlement.

Manro closed his eyes, as if he was a little tired, and did not want to bother to take care of the remaining group of old and sick people in the house, he picked up a steel fork, lazily pointed at the Makarius sitting beside him, and then pointed to the man in white who was paralyzed by the wall, and ordered the stone silkworm lightly: "Go, kill them both." ”

Manro blinked his huge right eye in horror, the sarcoma on his face trembled, and he subconsciously shook his head, indicating that he couldn't do it.

"Huh? Can't do this little thing? Manro lifted Erlang's legs, raised his eyelids slightly, and threw the steel fork out in dissatisfaction, and the steel fork was embedded in the chair next to the stone silkworm, and all the sharpness was integrated into the wooden block.

"Pull it out and bring it up." Manro's tone changed abruptly, cold to the extreme, without a trace of emotion.

The stone silkworm trembled slightly, leaned down cautiously, grabbed the steel fork with both hands and pressed slightly, trying to pull out the steel fork.

Suddenly, his hands trembled like dead trees, and all the sarcomas on his face twisted into a ball, as if in pain.

"Pluck! Pull it out! If you dare to let go, I'll chop your hand off! ”

Manro's tyrannical voice came from behind the stone silkworm, the stone silkworm stiffened, bit his already withered teeth fiercely, and his trembling hands clenched the long handle, struggling to pull out the steel fork.

"Pluck! Pull it out! Didn't you eat? How long do you have to pull a little fork? ”

A bead of sweat the size of a bean was left on the stone silkworm's forehead, and he stepped on the chair with his feet, pulled back with both hands, and worked hard for nearly a minute, and finally pulled out the steel fork.

"Ahh The moment the steel fork was pulled out, the stone silkworm screamed, put aside the steel fork, and the fingers of both hands were pierced with dense cracks at some point, which made Luo Hanya, who was sitting next to him, feel numb and palpitating.

"Pick it up! I'll pull you out and bring it in! Didn't let you throw it away! Manroe roared at the stone silkworm with a hideous face.

The stone silkworm was startled by Manro's roar, and sat on the ground, and suddenly he was excited, and he was in a hurry, rolling and crawling, trying to pick up the steel fork.

"Huh? Wonderful! Wonderful! Manro looked at the panicked stone silkworm, clapped his hands, stood up with a smile, and said loudly to the rest of the room: "Everyone! Do you know how wonderful his performance is? pretended to be dumb from me, contacted everyone, and gave my blood crystal to Luo Hanya, but he usually looks like this. ”

"Actor! Oscar-winning actor! You're really going to make a movie! (To be continued.) )