Those who can spread out the baked cakes into a baked cake shop, their baked cakes are usually done well. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

If you can open a biscuit shop on this street, their biscuit must be very good. It's so good that customers will take the initiative to come to buy it.

How many biscuits do you have to sell for a penny to cover the rent of a biscuit shop on this street?

If you need to shout every day to attract customers, this baked cake shop called "Lao Wang Ji" will not be able to open on this street for more than ten years.

Therefore, Jing Wuming knew that the guy at the baked cake shop who had been shouting at the top of his voice to sell baked cakes was fake. Or rather, he has at least another layer of identity. He's a killer.

Not only him, but the master who was spreading the baked cakes in the cake shop was also a killer.

The baked cakes he spread out were all the same, the size and shape were exactly the same, extremely regular, and he looked like a master at first glance. However, he was so focused on making others think that he was a master of baking cakes, so that the baked cakes in the pot already smelled a little mushy and he didn't even notice it. If "Lao Wang Ji" had been selling paste, he would have smashed his own door a long time ago.

The guy sitting in front of the stove, constantly fiddling with the firewood in the stove, was also the killer.

One of the tricks to making a good pancake is not to stir the fire in the stove all the time. Smoldering, steady, and flat fire can burn a good baked cake that is crispy on the outside and fragrant on the inside. How can the fire that has been stirred up meet the requirements of burning the baked cakes?

And the man who sells sugar gourds. He was so nervous, so nervous that even the frosting on the sugar gourd had melted a lot, and he didn't notice it.

There is also the big girl who is coquettish and bargaining with the merchant who sells small jewelry in front of the small jewelry stall, and the old couple who is loving and loving each other, and the young man with freckles on his face and carrying two baskets of cabbage.

There is also a large group of people who have revealed some small flaws that ordinary people will not notice at all.

They are all killers.

Their exposure of flaws is just one reason to expose their killer identity. The main reason is that they all have a murderous aura on their bodies. It's all a strong murderous aura against Jing Wusheng.

Jing Wuming didn't want to pay attention to them. These people can't kill him. A person with such a murderous aura can't even stop him.

Jing Wuming planned to help Ding Linglin find out the two people who followed her first.

But just when Jing Wuming was about to launch, he felt several other murderous aura. A few murderous auras that were much weaker than those in front of them. The person who was able to hide the murderous aura so weakly, although it couldn't stop him, was enough to cause some movement.

The two people who followed Ding Linglin today are also masters. Once there is movement, they will definitely flee away as soon as possible. If Jing Wuming had the intention of taking them down, even if the two of them fled separately, it would be impossible to escape from Jing Wuming's hands.

But this is the middle of town. And the middle-aged man who sold books had at least hundreds of small hidden weapons hidden on him. If he was forced to hurry, the middle-aged man would probably hurt the innocent.

Thinking of this, Jing Wuming smiled bitterly in his heart. When will you think about the word "innocent"?

Jing Wuming sighed and stopped in front of the baked cake shop.

As soon as he stopped, the guy who was shouting at the top of his voice, the master of the cake stall, and the guy who was still stirring the stove immediately understood that they were exposed.

The guy who shouted shouted: "Fragrant and crispy baked biscuits! Freshly baked biscuits! Only a penny each!" While raising his hands, dozens of cold stars hit Jing Wu's chest.

This is the most effective method of attack.

The killers of the Blood God Building, when they receive a task, will be told who they are going to deal with.

Normally, they will do a detailed investigation and careful observation of the target they want to snipe, and then formulate the most effective attack method, and shoot at the most appropriate time to hit with one hit.

This guy knew that the person he was going to deal with this time was Jing Wusheng.

He didn't do any investigation. What is there to investigate for a person like Jing Wuming? The name Jing Wuming has already explained everything.

He made a little observation. After observing, he knew that Jing Wuming was more terrifying than he had ever heard. On his own, he didn't say that he killed Jing Wusheng, and he didn't have the slightest hope of hurting Jing Wusheng.

He didn't understand why the Blood God Building would take this deal. However, he understood that as the killer of the Blood God Building, he had no other choice than to calmly accept the task sent by the building.

Fortunately, the building also said when the task was assigned, this time, there were many people who made the move. The task of each of them was to pinnate, delay, or kill Jing Wusheng as much as possible, so that others could further pinnate, delay, or kill Jing Wusheng until he was killed.

As long as Jing Wusheng dies, all those who participate in this sniper mission can get the reward they deserve according to the criteria for successfully completing the mission.

This guy knows that the master who spreads the cake and the guy who sets the stove fire are also the killers of the Blood God Building. The three of them came together.

The killers of the Blood God Building are not as rumored by the outside world, they don't know each other's identities. That rumor only applies to people who are above the gold medal killer.

This guy is just a bronze killer. The bronze killers of the Blood God Building, although they will not go all over the street to tell others that they are the killers of the Blood God Building, but when they appear in the building at the same time, they will not deliberately hide their identities.

They don't need to worry about other killers revealing each other's killer identities to the outside world. The two killers who had done this kind of thing had both been killed by the Blood God Tower. Not only the two of them, but also the people who could have the slightest relationship with them were killed by the Blood God Tower, and they were killed before the two of them were killed by the Blood God Tower.

Therefore, this guy chose to directly attack Jing Wusheng's chest with his best hidden weapon. He wanted to attack Jing Wusheng's head or neck, and hit him hard with a single blow. However, he also knows that not everyone has the same knife skills as Xiao Li Tanhua, and he can make a good example. He didn't.

Therefore, he honestly followed the requirements of this mission assigned to everyone in the building, containing, delaying, or killing Jing Wulife.

The anterior chest is larger than the head and neck, and is more likely to be pinned, retarded, or killed.

His plan was that after he made a secret move, he would immediately dodge it, and wait until the master of the cake stall, the guy who set the stove fire, and others attacked it, and then ......

There is no then.

As soon as this guy's secret weapon was shot, he never had a follow-up.

As soon as the secret weapon came out, he only felt a chill on his body, and an extreme tiredness surged up like a tide, quickly drowning him. Then he fell to the ground.

He didn't see how the other party made the move. He wasn't even sure if the other party had made a move.

At the same time as this guy made a move, the master who spread the cake and the guy who set the stove also shot at the same time.

The master of the cake spread raised his hands, sprinkled a ball of flour towards Jing Wusheng's face with his right hand, and threw a large ball of dough that had already been made against Jing Wusheng's chest with his left hand. At the same time, the master master of the cake stall kicked his feet and pounced on Jing Wusheng. Before the man could pounce, his hands were already wearing a pair of finger covers. On the finger cover, the blue light flashed, obviously quenched with poison.

He used the most effective method of attack.

Flour can interfere with Jing Wusheng's vision.

As for the large ball of dough that had been made extremely sticky, if Jing Wuming met him with a sword, his sword would definitely be delayed. It is more difficult to split or pierce such a large mass of sticky dough than it is to split or pierce a person's body.

If Jing Wuming ignored the dough and allowed the dough to fall on him, the dough thrown by the master who spread the cake could smash a cow to the ground.

As long as Jing Wusheng was slightly delayed, even if it was just a little, the master who spread the cake would have the confidence to punch him. He was more confident in the poison quenched on his fingers. As long as he cut through the skin on Jing Wuming's body, his task would be completed.

What's more, the master who spread the baked cakes also knew that those two guys would definitely make a move at the same time to block Jing Wu's dodge route. This was a plan that the three of them had prepared in advance.

The other two guys did shoot as well.

The guy who set the fire also took action at the first time.

He picked it up, and actually picked out the things in the entire stove, even the firewood and fire, and threw it at Jing Wuxing. While the firewood was burning in the air, it flew towards Jing Wusheng, covering Jing Wusheng's whole body in it.

At the same time, the man who turned the stove leaned back, and then rolled over, and the whole person stuck to the ground, shooting towards Jing Wuxing. In his hand, he held a pair of fire tongs with a red-burned tip. The tongs slanted upwards and pointed straight at Jing Wu's lower abdomen.

The master of the cake stall only had time to lean forward, and before his feet left the ground, the ball of dough that he threw at Jing Wuxing flew back and hit him directly in the face.

His entire face was covered with dough, and the master of the cake stall was only dark in front of him, and his world was silent forever.

The man who stirred the stove had just rolled on the ground when all the firewood he threw flew back and rained down on him. He was hit on the head by a burning piece of wood, and the whole person immediately stuck to the ground, never to stand up again.

The firewood fell on him and continued to burn. With the sizzling sound, an unpleasant scorching smell began to fill the air.

That's the smell of burnt flesh.