Chapter 112: Try not to kill someone
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Return of the Divine Emperor
- Feng Wuji Guang
- 1142 characters
- 2021-01-29 04:17:45
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0112 I Want To Be A Man: Lyrics
"what did you say?"
The young man's eyebrows sank in an instant. If it wasn't for the presence of Meier, he would have had Su Tutu's blood splashed on the spot.
"Ouch, are you not only a brain-impaired person, or a deaf person? Little Master asked you to get out, did you not hear it?" Su Tutu looked at the young man and amplified his voice.
"Boy, do you know who I am? Dare to talk to me like that?" The youth's expression became more gloomy.
"Boy, impatient, even dare to talk to Brother Han Yidao like this! Do you know Brother Han Yidao is a top 100 expert in the inner court!"
"Boy, if it weren't for Miss Meier's presence, you would have been a dead man!"
"Damn, where did these two buns come out, dare to call Brother Han Yidao!"
"Miss Meier" and his party all came over, and all the attendants looked at Yun Qingyan and Su Tutu angrily.
"Just be quiet, don't know how to fight and kill all day and night!" Miss Meier spoke, and she looked at Su Tutu, showing a smile that she thought was very attractive.
"My friend, do you think Han Yidao is not giving enough money? If so, I will let Han Yidao give you another 12 thousand, or even 220,000, or 320,000. No problem, anyway, Han Yidao has money."
"Oh, really? Twenty-three thousand is not a problem? Then ... then do I want fifty thousand?" Su Tutu immediately became interested, showing a smile of greedy fortune.
"Five thousand? Is your friend too big?" Mei Meier frowned.
"Miss Meier, you are wrong to say that. You know, this position is for Miss Meier. If that Han Yidao really cares about you, don't say fifty thousand two thousand, it is one hundred twenty thousand. Twenty-two thousand will also be willing to spend flowers. "Sututu looked at Miss Meier, and then blinked.
Miss Meier thinks about it too, she doesn't speak now and looks at Han Yidao.
"Okay, boy, I'll give you fifty thousand two, I hope you can spend your life!" Han Yidao took out another ten five thousand silver tickets, still directly at Su Tutu's table, in his eyes. , Flashed a murderous look.
"Still trying to do something, I haven't collected the money quickly, get out of here!" Seeing Su Tutu's confiscation of money, Han Yidao could not help but scold.
"It was enough, but you have a bad attitude, and you even killed me, so Xiaoye now decides to increase the price to one million two!" Sututu said.
"One million? Boy, are you daydreaming? You want to sell one million for one position?" Behind Han Yidao, there was an indignation from the class.
"No one million, but if you don't leave again, you don't even want the previous fifty thousand two!" Han Yidao tried to control the anger.
"Friend, aren't you too much, one million? Even if you sit on the ground and start the price, you don't have a lion like you!" Miss Meier frowned.
"I really sit on the ground and start the price, and for this one million two, Han Yidao still has to take out, because ... this one million two is used to buy his fate!"
Sututu lowered his voice slightly.
Although Su Tutu is in the genius class, he has always been a man with his tail in his hands, and even he is usually a dangling man.
But this does not mean that he has no temper!
Instead, he was still very angry.
Even the mysterious dean has said that Su Tutu's temper broke out at all.
As early as Han Yidao came over, posing high above him, and preparing to 'replace' with a hundred or two pieces of silver, Sututu wanted to slap it.
But thanks to Yun Qingyan's presence, he calmed down his temper.
But next, Han Yidao not only failed to converge, but also continued to put on a posture of deciding Sututu ... Just now, he even killed himself.
If Sututu can bear it again, it is not Sututu.
Yunhai bullied him. He could bear it because ... Yunhai really ate him.
But Han Yidao was stumped to death.
"Han Yidao, I can't control this person. You can do whatever you want, as much as possible ... don't kill yourself!" Miss Meier snorted coldly. At this time, she had an impression of Su Tutu. There is only one left unidentified.
"Hahaha, I'm relieved that there is Meier. But Meier, it may be a little next time. If you don't feel fit, you can turn around."
After Han Yidao said, he no longer concealed the murder in his eyes, staring grimly at Su Tutu, "boy, I will not kill you, but I will abolish your practice, and then cut off your Hands and feet. "
Han Yidao said ‘you’.
In other words, Yun Qingyan, who had not spoken just now, was counted by him.
Su Tutu looked at Yun Qingyan, "Brother Yun, don't you mind if I do something?"
Yun Qingyan shook his head slightly. "Don't mind, try to ... don't kill people!"
"Hahaha ..." Su Tutu couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, because Yun Qingyan's last sentence was learned in the tone of Miss Meier.
Miss Meier, who had turned around, suddenly had anger on her face, turned back, stared at Yun Qingyan fiercely, and then said to Han Yidao in anger: "Han Yidao, take care of yourself! Please me, don't blame me for never ignoring you again! "
"Meie, don't worry, I will make them die terribly!"
After Han Yidao finished speaking, he looked at Su Tutu, "It was you who killed yourself. I originally wanted to keep you alive, but now, not only will you die, but you will die extremely terribly!"
Say nothing!
Han Yidao shot.
He carried countless vigorous punches and slammed at Sututu.
Han Yidao's followers all sneered, scolding Su Tutu and Yun Qingyan for death.
Han Yidao is the top 100 master in the inner court. If this punch goes down, I am afraid that Su Tutu will be broken.
But suddenly, they all widened their eyes.
Sututu didn't even get up from the stool, raised one hand, and slap it out.
Rumble ...
The harsh roar rang, and the next moment, Han Yidao had been slap-shot by Sututu and flung himself heavily on the floor of the hall.
Slate laying on the ground.
Cracks appeared, like ripples in the water, and spread to all directions in an instant.
Looking at Han Yidao again, he had vomited a lot of blood and had no strength to scream. He was lying on the ground dying and couldn't move.
"How ... how is that possible!"
"Brother Han Yidao ... was shot by his palm!"
"This ... what is this man's practice, how can he have such a powerful practice!"
"M ... Muff, he is the top 20 master in the inner court? There are only the top 20 monsters with such a strong fighting power!"
Han Yidao's followers were all sluggish.