Chapter 707: Hitting the muzzle of the gun

Xiao Luo has always believed that there is nothing in the world that is not earned, so he has a lot of scruples about this system that is suddenly integrated with himself, and he will not use it if he can use it, and now that he thinks about it, his scruples are not superfluous.

"Annihilation, I'm going to duel with you!"

Just as he was thinking about something, a cry came.

Xiao Luo raised his head, only to see a man with an inch head staring at him with his tiger eyes, his body was strong and resolute, and his whole body exuded a strong sense of strength, but his face was pale, his eye sockets were deep, faintly blue, and his breathing was a little short, if he looked at his head alone, it would definitely make people mistakenly think that this was a terminally ill man.

"Ren Maohua, what kind of neurosis are you having again!" A look of disgust appeared in Ji Siying's eyes, and she said.

"Siying, my love for you is rotten, my love for you is better than Jin Jian, for you, no matter how strong the opponent is, I Ren Maohua will never back down."

Ren Maohua expressed his admiration to Ji Siying, and then immediately set his eyes back on Xiao Luo, "Annihilation, come and have a duel between men with me, only the strong are worthy of having Siying." ”

"Get out!"

Xiao Luo's face was expressionless, and he simply responded to him with a single word.

The tone was very flat, but the deterrent power contained in it made Ren Maohua shiver, a layer of cold sweat immediately burst out, and he remembered the very miserable picture of being beaten by Xiao Luo that day, but when he thought that Xiao Luo was injured, it didn't take long to wake up, he didn't believe that Xiao Luo's strength had returned to its peak state, and because of this, he had the courage to run out and shout at Xiao Luo loudly, wanting to duel with Xiao Luo, so as to get Ji Siying's favor.

He froze down, and a treacherous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You don't shout in front of me, just with your current strength, any B-level warrior can abuse you, I warn you, if you don't have the courage to duel with me, then don't fight Siying's idea, she is the future wife that Ren Maohua recognizes!" ”

Hearing this, Ji Siying was really ashamed and annoyed, she rejected this guy I don't know how many times, and every time it was a clean refusal that didn't give him any reverie and opportunity, but he didn't give up, he chased her closely, and sometimes, she wanted to resign from the position of liaison and avoid this annoying guy forever.

"Ren Maohua, don't talk nonsense, there is no possibility between me and you, you will die of this heart!"

"Siying, my heart and my soul have been taken away by you, you let me die, that is to make me die." Ren Maohua said with a frown.

Xiao Luo coldly picked up his words: "Then you will die." ”

Ren Maohua glared at him and said unkindly: "If you don't dare to duel with me, just shut up, no one treats you as a dumb person!" ”

"Ren Maohua, I have a fire and I don't know where to vent, I advise you, don't mess with me, otherwise ......"

"How else?"

Ren Maohua's face was full of sneers, he was sure that Xiao Luo was a sick cat now, and he couldn't set off any big winds and waves, and it was precisely because of this that he dared to take the opportunity to get back the field he lost last time and win back the favor of the beauty, "Annihilation, you are sick now, but you are not qualified to say such things, or I advise you, leave Siying's side quickly, she is my wife, you don't want to get involved!" ”

"Ren Maohua, you ......"

Ji Siying gritted her teeth in anger, what this guy said simply made her feel disgusting.

"Siying's wife, do you know? When I can't sleep at night, I always think about you, think about everything about you, and the walls of my room are plastered with pictures of you, I love you, I really love you, I can't live without you in this life. Ren Maohua once again expressed his admiration for Ji Siying.

"You bastard, you won't give up if you say it a few times!" Ji Siying's cheeks were flushed with anger.

"Give up? It is impossible to give up, it is impossible in this life, I must catch up with you, this is my goal in this life. Ren Maohua shook his head and said.

"Whoosh~"

Xiao Luo's figure flickered, and he came to him in an instant, his right hand reached out like a predatory snake, locked his neck like steel tongs, and as soon as his arm was raised, Ren Maohua's feet left the ground, and a strong feeling of suffocation also surged into his brain by the way.

"Ren Maohua, do you have water in your head?"

Xiao Luo raised his head and looked at him like a wolf, "Or do you think that the lesson you learned that day was not heavy enough?" Need me to give you a longer memory? ”

The tone was cold, still cold.

Ren Maohua was stunned, thinking: Damn, didn't this guy just wake up from a coma after being beaten half to death? The strength is even stronger than before, what's going on?

He squeezed out a smile with difficulty, and hurriedly explained: "Mis...... Misunderstanding ......"

"Misunderstanding?"

Xiao Luo sneered, "I don't think it's a misunderstanding!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Ren Maohua was directly thrown up, Ren Maohua flew into the air four meters and then fell, and when he was about to touch the ground, Xiao Luo's right foot kicked his chest like a spring compressed to the limit.

"Bang~"

burst out with a dull explosion, Ren Maohua only felt that his internal organs trembled, he wailed, his mouth spurted blood, and his body was in a 'C' shape, flying backwards like a cannonball, and smashing on the ground more than ten meters away.

"Hiss~"

The NSA headquarters personnel who were watching from a distance gasped, they thought at first that Xiao Luo was a sick cat, his body was tired, and his strength had dropped to the lowest point, but now it seems that TM is not like this at all, and that Ren Maohua is about to be finished.

"Whoosh~"

Xiao Luo's figure turned into a shadow, dragging the remnants of the Dao, and instantly came to Ren Maohua, stepped on his chest, and looked at him condescendingly and indifferently: "Are you sober now?" ”

"Annihilation, misunderstanding, this is ...... It's a misunderstanding......"

Ren Maohua wants to cry without tears, he knows what it means to die if he doesn't die, and he says that the tiger's fart and stock can't be touched, and he, which is touching the tiger's fart and stock, is obviously kicking the tiger's fart and stock with his foot, which is dozens of times more serious than touching.

"Doesn't seem to be sober enough!"

Xiao Luo said expressionlessly, and then kicked Ren Maohua like a ball.

"Click~"

There was a crisp sound of bone cracking, Ren Maohua was in unbearable pain, and when he stopped, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and before he could breathe, Xiao Luo followed him like a shadow and appeared in front of him.

"Let me ask you again, are you clearer?"

"I ...... I was wrong, right...... I'm sorry...... I was wrong, I know I was wrong......" Ren Maohua hugged Xiao Luo's feet and begged for mercy.

Xiao Luo shook his head: "Still not sober enough!" ”

After that, he kicked Ren Maohua like a ball again.

Kicking over and kicking over, Ren Maohua was in pain, he didn't know how many bones were broken, and the sharp pain in his heart made him cry like a child in the end.

(End of chapter)