Hit the trick!

Sangsang's heart flashed with 10,000 slots.

She did a lot of calculations, but she still didn't expect Zhao Qingyang to be so ruthless.

Zhao Qingyang didn't have any hole cards at this time, but he knew Ye Sangsang's temperament, if he saw that the ghost boy's soul was still there, then Ye Sangsang would definitely snatch it from him at all costs.

It is precisely because of this that Ye Sangsang exposed his only weakness.

Zhao Qingyang took out a fruit knife from his arms and stabbed straight towards Sang Sang.

At this time, Sangsang had just gained a foothold, and by the time she found out, it was completely too late.

Flutter –

"Woooooo

Sang Sang lowered his head, clutching his stomach and crying to death.

It hurts, isn't it?

Master save me!

Sang Sang had 10,000 grooves in his heart, and he couldn't wait to kill Zhao Qingyang.

But the physical attack is too powerful, and the knife is white in and red out.

Zhao Qingyang saw that Sang Sang's face was pale, and he withdrew the knife with a snort.

Sang Sang lowered his head and looked at his stomach, his fleshy hands were already covered with blood.

Immediately afterwards, Sang Sang's feet were weak and he knelt directly on the ground.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect you to be so stupid in this life."

"Ye Sangsang, suffer death."

After speaking, Zhao Qingyang raised the fruit knife in his hand high, and it seemed that he was about to stab Sang Sang's neck in the next second.

However, just as the fruit knife was about to fall on Sangsang's neck, Sangsang suddenly moved.

Sang Sang grabbed Zhao Qingyang's wrist, and then slowly flipped Zhao Qingyang's wrist over.

Zhao Qingyang wanted to break free, but Sangsang's strength was like steel, and it hurt so much that he didn't come in and cried out.

"Ye Sangsang, let go!"

However, Ye Sangsang not only did not let go, but was even injured even harder.

Zhao Qingyang heard the bones of his arm click with his own ears, and then, Sang Sang raised his hand and shook him away.

Zhao Qingyang rolled on the ground a few times in pain, and when he got up, his arm was already bent very strangely.

"Ye Sangsang, you ......"

However, before he could finish speaking, he suddenly saw Sangsang's gaze.

Sang Sang covered his stomach with one hand, and shook his other hand slightly in the air, and when he heard Zhao Qingyang's angry voice, he just raised his eyelids, and his eyes were very calm.

"I said it, I'm not the Ye Sangsang you know."

Sang Sang walked towards Zhao Qingyang step by step, even if his face was pale, but every step he took seemed to step on Zhao Qingyang's heart to the ground.

"But...... I can be her. ”

Sang Sang slowly spoke, suddenly picked up the fruit knife in his hand, and his voice was as calm as water: "Let me imagine, should I cut off your nose first or gouge out your eyes first?" ”

"Tsk! Otherwise, let's take a knife at you. ”

After Sang Sang finished speaking, he walked in front of Zhao Qingyang without hesitation.

"Don't!"

Sang Sang sneered: "Don't? ”

Zhao Qingyang shook his head frantically, knelt on the ground and kowtowed wildly.

He regretted it in his heart!

It's that he is too underestimated.

Although I don't know what all this is about, but seeing that Ye Sangsang is so small, he subconsciously underspises the enemy in his heart, so that now he doesn't even have a chance to fight back.

Ye Sangsang is really a pervert, and it didn't matter at all when he was stabbed by himself!

"Ye Sang-san...... No, master, I was really wrong, you spare me this time, really, I was really wrong, I will give you as much money as you want! ”

When Sang Sang heard this, he suddenly paused and raised his eyelids: "Just you?" ”

It's not that Sang Sang looks down on the other party, the clothes that Zhao Qingyang wears are all patched, so he still has money?

Zhao Qingyang saw that Sang Sang was interested, and quickly took out a bank card from his pocket: "If you let me go, this bank card is yours." ”

Sang Sang took the bank card, and his tone was full of doubts: "You are so poor, there is really money in this?" ”

Zhao Qingyang almost couldn't breathe when he heard the words, but Sang Sang's knife was still on his neck, and there was no chance of breaking the net.

So he nodded and flattered: "This is a customer gave me, there are 10 million in it, and the password is behind the bank card, so I will give you a small filial piety." ”

Although he has no fixed residence, he just has a special status and can't be too ostentatious.

So much so that even if you have money, you can't spend too much.

originally thought that after he was immortal, he could change to a new identity and enjoy the blessings, but now he has not enjoyed the blessings, but he has given out a lot of money.

Fortunately, Ye Sangsang took it in disbelief.

Zhao Qingyang's face was overjoyed, and he heard Sang Sang ask suspiciously: "No?" ”

The small appearance was clearly for more.

Exercise!

Ye Sangsang, this robber!

However, Zhao Qingyang dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, so he had to endure the pain and take out two more bank cards from his arms.

Sang Sang didn't speak, Zhao Qingyang hesitated, took off his shoes, and took out another bank card from it.

Sang Sang's eyes were full of disgust: "You are really buried." ”

Although he said this, Sang Sang still stepped on the bank card hidden in the sole of Zhao Qingyang's shoe under his feet, thinking that it would be used after washing it later.

Zhao Qingyang finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Sangsang was all in his pocket: "Look at ......"

"Who said I'm going to let you go?"

Zhao Qingyang: !!

"What the fuck don't you talk about!

Depend on!

Sang Sang sneered: "I didn't say that I would let you go." ”

"Then why do you still have to collect the bank card of this seat?!!

"Didn't you give it to me?"

Before Zhao Qingyang could speak, Sang Sang suddenly said, "You now know what it's like to die soon?" Didn't you beg for mercy from the twelve children you had killed in the mountains, the twelve children you had led you to blood, and did you ever think that you would spare him at that time? ”

"Also, the group of ghosts that were manipulated by you on the Zar Snow Mountain should also be your handiwork, right?"

Sang Sang is talking about Song Yang and Lao Wang's group of ghosts.

Sang Sang hadn't thought of it before, but seeing the traces of lightning on Zhao Qingyang's body made her have to think of it.

Sure enough, Zhao Qingyang looked at Sang Sang incredulously.

"Yes, it's you?"

"That's right, that's me."

Sang Sang's eyes looked down, and his eyes were contemptuous: "Who told you to hit my nephew and grandson, so today, you only have ...... Die! ”

Zhao Qingyang's pupils shrank.

Just as Sangsang was about to fall, he quickly grabbed a handful of dirt and threw it at Sangsang.

Sang Sang shielded his eyes with his arm and took several steps back.

When he put his arm down and opened his eyes, Zhao Qingyang had already run ten meters away, and he didn't chase after him until he ran away.

Sang Sang stood where he was, took out a piece of toilet paper from his bag, wrapped the bank card under his feet in a paper towel with a disgusted face, and put it in the grid bag next to the schoolbag with his backhand.

Immediately after, unable to hold on any longer, beads of sweat the size of beans fell into the soil, knelt directly on the ground, and finally curled up into a ball.