Chapter 1110: New bet! (2)

This kind of situation was something that Trek had never experienced before. The fear was like a wild weed, and it filled his whole body and mind instantly. Trek wants to shout but can't scream, can only open his eyes, let his body shape, is dragged by an invisible but irresistible horrible force, and automatically flies to the hand that Qin Dong extends.
When the throat was shackled by Qin Dong’s five fingers, Cui Kefang realized how stupid he was. What is the moth to fight the fire, this time he really realized it.
Watching Trek in the hands of Qin Dong, constantly showing the pain and fear, the look of collapse, the Emperor of Anzhen was shocked by the whole people, and he kept looking at the Princess Anzhen with surprise and with a bit of joy. .
Brothers and sisters, Xinan, of course, can understand the feelings of Emperor Anzhen at this time. The stronger Qindong, the greater the hope of the royal family.
"Do you think that I am an idiot? My friends are about to be killed by you, and that there is no malice?" Qin Dong’s eyes are cold and cold. If you don’t know it, it’s hard to imagine, just a look, it’s so embarrassing. The 'killing power' of people. [
Although this lethality is invisible, but Trek can actually feel that under the gaze of Qin Dong, his consciousness, in his spiritual world, is like a doom.
"I... I really didn't mean it, yes... It was Miss Qing who offered to bet with me, I..." What humiliation, dignity, at this time, Trek has completely thrown into the clouds, he is only thinking about it now. Only live.
"Bet?" Qin Dongjian eyebrows provoked slightly, and Princess Anzhen hurried over, and the story of Qingying and Trek was betrayed in detail.
After the Princess An Zhen finished, Trek explained with a lot of words, "I didn't really want to hurt Miss Qing. It is Miss Qing."
"Shut up!" Qin Dong screamed and screamed.
"Since you like to bet like this, how can we gamble on a game?" Qin Dong smiled coldly and looked gloomy.
Trek looked at Qin Dong with a dull, and there was an ominous premonition in his heart.
"We also have a three-handed appointment! If you still stand up after three palms, I will spare your dog today."
"This..." Trek hesitated. Qin Dong’s cultivation is unpredictable, and his three palms must be extraordinary. Trek is a life-threatening, and he dares to agree easily.
"Want to escape?" Just as Trek was hesitant, Qin □ uttered a cold reprimand, and then swept his hand to sweep out a spiritual power behind him.
Trek’s heart leaped wildly, and he subconsciously turned his head and saw that the three Qianlongwei assassins had almost become a fog under this spiritual power.
This time, the assassination mission, the selection of Qianlongwei, which is sent by the heart, is called elite, and the repairs are all in the fourth level. Such a master, even in the hands of Qin Dong, quietly turned into a blood fog, if not seen by the eyes, Trek is hard to believe.
Killing the chicken and the monkey, the death of the three, let Trek and the rest of the thousands of dragons assassins, all chilling and cracking, and even dare not move, for fear of causing Qindong's misunderstanding, clothed the three unlucky After the dust.
Raise your hand and kill the three people. Qin Dong’s expression has not changed. He looks at Trek in a cold, faint road.
You also saw it. It’s a delusion to think about your cultivation and want to escape in my hands. You There is only one way to go now, and that is to win from this gamble."