Chapter 332: I Believe You Are a Ghost
It's a pity that the fat bird is not an ordinary chicken, it is fast, and it soars into the air with one wing.
"I'll fight!" The fat bird flew up and kicked the man away.
Seeing his companions all fall to the ground, the eyes of the man in black who looked at the fat bird changed.
This chicken is so damn amazing!
The fat bird elegantly pulled the ground with his chicken paws, shook the chicken head with a stinky fart, looked like the most handsome man in the world, and turned his head to look at the last man in black, as well as the braised pig's trotters inserted in his sword.
"No, no, no, don't come here!" Choked by the fat bird, the man in black turned his head frantically in fright, and saw the fat bird soar into the air, screaming and pounced on him.
Wen Yusoft, who was sleeping, heard the movement of the fight, and got up from the bed impatiently.
Because she was so tired today, in order to get a good night's sleep, she also set a spell, who knew that she was still woken up.
Impatiently lifted the quilt, Wen Yusoft put on embroidered shoes, then walked to the door and opened the door, "Fat bird, what are you doing?" ”
I don't know if I don't know this, when Wen Yusoft saw the scene in front of her door clearly, she couldn't help but be stunned.
I saw three black-clothed people lying on the ground, and the fourth black-clothed man was covered with wounds pecked out by the chicken's mouth, and was kneeling on the ground at the moment, holding his hands in front of him, making a posture of absolute surrender.
And the fat bird, the initiator of everything, stood majestically on the head of the kneeling man in black, gnawing on the pig's trotters.
That's right, the fat bird is holding the pig's trotters with its two wings, and is feasting, and the pig bones that are gnawed out do not forget to spit into the palm of the man in black held high, completely treating the man in black as its human flesh mat and human meat trash can.
The fat bird ate Zhengxiang, but he heard a squeak, the door was opened, and Wen Yusoft appeared at the door, staring at it with the kind of gaze that looked at a dead chicken.
Under Wen Yu's soft death gaze, the fat bird was stunned.
Seeing that the fat bird's chicken beak was full of oil, Wen Yu snorted softly.
"No, it's not! Listen to me! The fat bird was so frightened that the chicken feathers on his body trembled, "It's these people, these people came to steal our things in the middle of the night, and I caught them!" ”
"I believe you're a ghost!" Wen Yusoft rushed over with an arrow step, and before the fat bird escaped, he stretched out his hand first, and then grabbed its neck, "What did I say to you?" You are not allowed to eat supper in the middle of the night, you little chicken thief, see that I don't pluck your hair! ”
"Be merciful, you're killing a chicken!" The fat bird flapped its wings weakly and struggled.
At this time, in the woods not far away, a figure was hiding in the darkness, quietly watching this scene, looking at the black-clothed people who fell to the ground.
"A bunch of useless things, in the end, it's up to me to clean up the aftermath." As he spoke, the man lifted his slender fingertips.
Sou-!
I saw the afterimage of a silk thread shoot out from the spot at a speed visible to the naked eye, and stabbed into the neck of the black-clothed man kneeling on the ground.
Hearing a muffled snort coming from the throat of the man in black, Wen Yusoft became vigilant and immediately looked down at the man in black.
I saw that the man in black who had fallen to the ground jumped up from the spot at this time as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, his eyes were blank, and he raised the sharp blade in his hand expressionlessly, and slashed straight at Wen Yusoft!
The terrifying speed made people have no time to react, and they saw that the blade was about to fall on Wen Yuruan's body.