"She got a thousand threads? Picking a dog's tail flower is pretty much the same, haha. ”

Everyone laughed, and Feng Aojun in the past would swallow his anger and let the ridicule attack and come like a tide.

At this time, they thought that they could appreciate Feng Aojun's timid appearance again. But after laughing to himself for a while, the laughter suddenly stopped.

Because, when they saw Feng Aojun with a cold face, he listened to their ridicule so calmly, without a trace of flinching.

She exuded a chill that scared them for some reason. This cold, silent end to their arrogant laughter.

What's going on?

Is this Feng Aojun, who is as timid as a mouse, who can't fight back when he scolds and can't fight back?

Why, she is so cold, her eyes are so sharp, as if the next moment, they will all go to hell.

Luo Tianjie wrinkled his brows, very dissatisfied with Feng Aojun's unangry and self-righteous momentum, and stretched out his hand to push her as usual. But Feng Aojun's look made his hand freeze in mid-air, and he couldn't push it, and he didn't have face to put it down.

So he had to hold on to his momentum and shouted angrily: "Stare at something, and then stare at and gouge out your eyeballs." Do you think there is still Young Master Qin to protect you?

Waste, hurry up and hand over the Qianxiti, otherwise you will have no good fruit to eat. ”

Feng Aojun smiled coldly and said, "I picked it, do you want it very much?" ”

was a very ordinary smile, but Luo Tianjie felt a fatal coldness, and his arrogance was actually frozen in ice. But how could he lose his momentum in front of a waste.

So, his mind immediately changed, he pushed Wan Chuan and said, "You go and bring it to me." ”

Wan Chuan was more afraid of Feng Aojun's inexplicable smile than he was, but he didn't dare to disobey the boss's order, so he had to walk up to Feng Aojun, stretch out his hand and say, "Give it, give it to me." ”

"Okay." Feng Aojun responded, but quickly buckled Wan Chuan's wrist, only to hear the sound of bones snapping, Wan Chuan screamed in horror.

This dogleg didn't bully her less. It is polite to abolish his arm today.

Feng Aojun let go, Wan Chuan collapsed on the ground, the broken arm couldn't move at all, Wan Chuan couldn't stop screaming, and couldn't say a word.

What's going on? Everyone looked at Wan Chuan in amazement, and then looked at Feng Aojun, who was proud of them. Shouldn't Feng Aojun be lying on the ground and howling in pain at this time?

Why did you change the armed Wanchuan to die or live?

Feng Aojun clasped his hands to his chest, looked at Luo Tianjie contemptuously and said, "Aren't you going to be a filial son?" Want a thousand threads...... Just trade your life for it. ”

The tone was so cold and arrogant that Luo Tianjie instinctively gritted his teeth. Although there was an inexplicable fear in his heart, his face did not allow him to retreat.

"Damn, it's only me Luo Tianjie who bullies people, how can I be threatened by you ugly bastard?" Luo Tianjie replied with a contemptuous gaze, "Just because of the claustrophobic waste of your passage gate, you also want my life as a first-level third-stage Fa Gong?" ”

In such a remote town, a person like Luo Tianjie who has a first-level and third-stage mana, except for Qin Che, can be regarded as a master in the dwarf forest.

"Today, my waste will settle accounts with you in the past, and one life is not enough." Feng Aojun said coldly, his sharp eyes swept over all the dogs, although everyone had a level rank, but they couldn't help this sharp look, and their faces changed.