Moses paused in his footsteps, but did not speak, and then left directly.

It's just that when he left, there was a happy smile on the corner of his mouth.

When he arrived at the monitoring room, Hoss saw the smile on his lips and was so shocked that his eyes almost didn't pop out.

'He, he, he laughed, and laughed so happily?' ’

"Oh my God, man, did you have a good encounter? Share with your brother? ”

Hoss pretended to be calm and asked tentatively.

He was really worried that the Blood Prison would be shattered by this guy again, and it would be difficult to clean it up.

Moses was probably in a really good mood today, and his voice rang out as he walked to his place and sat down after taking the bottle of precious blood wine.

"The newcomer won me back five pairs of wings today."

Hoss's eyes widened again: "You, what did you say?" Five, five pairs? So she won five games in a row and killed five opponents? ”

Oh, my God!

This sounds like a fantasy to Höss.

He was in charge of the monitoring room on this floor, and it was not his turn to take a turn in the gladiatorial arena today, so he didn't know anything about what was happening below.

Hoss's eyes widened, staring at Moses' face, trying to see if he was just playing a little joke on him.

Although Moses' voice gave him a creep, it was actually okay after listening to it for a long time.

At least I could tell from his voice that he wasn't angry and hurtful right now.

Hoss was very relieved and boldly asked.

Moses shook his head.

Hoss was puzzled and cautiously asked again: "Did she use up three chances to win five?" ”

He felt that if that were the case, Moses would not be so happy even if he had five pairs of wings.

Harvesting five pairs of wings in a single day is indeed a lot.

But if it's just a one-shot deal, then it can only be said to be a small profit, where can this demon be so happy?

Hoss couldn't figure it out, but Moses opened his mouth to deal with him again.

"No, she fought eight games today, won all eight, didn't kill a single one, but took five pairs of wings and put them at my feet."

As he spoke, Moses reveled in himself as if he were reminiscing about some wonderful picture, and the expression on his face became even more perverted and terrifying.

Hoss shuddered before he realized what he had written.

He almost stared out in disbelief, and was speechless for a while.

If so, that's something exciting.

If it were him, he would never be so low-key and only come back to open a bottle of blood wine to celebrate alone.

He would shout that the whole Blood Prison would know the good news, and make everyone envious and jealous to come and compliment him, saying harmless sour things.

Well, that's a perfect show-off.

Hoss thought so in his heart, once again it was a pity that such a good seedling could not fall into his hands.

He could imagine that he could reap the benefits from her every day, even if one day she lost, losing in a row.

He could also personally execute her.

When enjoying the refreshing feeling of abusing such a genius, you can also get benefits from herself.

Whether it's her blood, her bones, her skin, or even her feathers.

Everything about a victorious general is of considerable value, worthy of being coveted, and worthy of his high-profile excitement.

Hoss had made up so much in his brain that his saliva almost flowed.

It wasn't until he felt Moses' cold eyes that a stirring spirit came to his senses, and he consciously looked at his nose and nose and heart, and did not dare to covet it again.

No matter how good and good it is, it's not his now.

It doesn't matter if he dreams about beauty or beauty, but he can't really die.

Hoss's intellect made Moses not want to deal with him.

This man has to inch inch, give him more lights, and he will dare to step on his head and jump off.

Just like yesterday, when he didn't speak, he dared to talk to himself and grab his cornucopia.

Moses took the bottle and drank nearly half of the blood wine in one gulp, and when the bottle was lowered, he burped in satisfaction.

His gaze involuntarily fell on the monitor where Yan Hua was.

At this time, she was standing in front of the surveillance, and he knew that she was studying the points exchange page.

In fact, he really didn't have much hope for her today.

He saw the ability of a very low sense of existence, and her potential that was not low.

To put it bluntly, it is to focus on her genes.

So when he bewitched her to end the game, he reported the idea of waiting for her to lose and save people in time and take them away.

Later, when she is punished, he can do it and get the benefits he wants.

didn't expect that she would give him such a big surprise when she got off the stage today.

also because of this surprise, and the other party simply and decisively exchanged the wings for points, making him look at her more pleasing to the eye.

The five pairs of wings were already his personal belongings at this time, and he could dispose of them at will.

And the importance of wings to the Red Angel is not something that a rookie can know if no one has tutored him after feathering.

Moses planned to wait until she had fought five hundred battles, or had lost three times in a row, and then tell the little fellow the secret of the wings.

What will she look like at that time?

Moses couldn't help but think about it, either way, it would make him happy.

"Hehehehe."

Moses chuckled again, and once again frightened Hoss.

What he feared most was Moses' laughter, especially this extremely perverted laughter.

Yesterday this smile successfully gave him nightmares and bad luck.

His cash cow died in the ring today, and the kind that was broken into pieces could no longer serve him.

Although that guy can't contribute five pairs of wings a day like Lu Yao, he will at least take out one pair every day to honor him.

Hoss felt that he had suddenly been unlucky, and that his good fortune must have been robbed by Moses.

Yes, wasn't the bigger cash cow in Moses' hands?

If he had been a little faster yesterday and had changed Lu Yao's ownership without hesitation, he would have been the one who got five pairs of wings today!

Hoss had the illusion that he was negotiating lemons under a lemon tree.

Moses returned to his stupid state yesterday, except for occasionally glancing at the movements of other prisoners, most of the time he would stay on Yan Hua's surveillance screen.

Occasionally, he doesn't know what his brain has made up, and he will laugh very intoxicatingly.

Hoss almost ran away with his legs, but he relied on his super willpower to keep his ass in place without moving.

He was afraid that he would get up and run away because of this, and that he would be killed by Moses.

This thing is a moody and uncertain character, maybe one second he is still smiling, and the next second it will evolve into a smile hidden in the knife and raising his hand to kill.

Sharing a room with such a demon who can't be provoked and can't hide, he will look at his eyes and live until now.

Hoss thought as tears suddenly fell.

I felt that I was too miserable.

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