Chapter 573: Don't bully too much!

The instrument suddenly had some sympathy for the white-bearer who came from the poison.
Ok, do you have to do what the anger of the singer is?
The sword of a master's realm in the case of anger, the lethality shown, it is unimaginable!
Although the singer was angry at this time, he did not lose his senses. Although he was imposing, he was still cautious, guarding against the use of poisonous techniques.
The white-bearer, the heart has a cozy, the speed of this shot is getting slower and slower.
One accidentally, he was hurt by the sword of Gaoge.
Under the foot, he quickly retired a few steps, only to stabilize his body shape, but before he lowered his head to look at his own injury, a sword has already arrived.
He screamed, and he punched out again, blocking the sword, and began to vomit blood in the delicious.
The gap in strength has emerged at this time.
If there is no poison, and it is an idiot to dream about his current cultivation.
Gaoge has always been the kind of person who wants you to be sick. Nowadays, this kind of purpose is carried out to the end. The ghosts and shadows that step on the shadows are once again close to the white-bearded old man, throwing a bug in the other’s hands. At that time, Gao Ge didn't think about it. He reached out and grabbed the worm. Then he rushed forward two steps and stuffed the worm into the other's mouth.
"Give it to Laozi!" Gao Ge sighed.
The white-bearded old man stepped back and forth again, his face changed greatly, and he quickly put a few remedies into his mouth.
Gao Ge sneered: "You who use poison, are you afraid of this thing?"
The white-bearded old man looked at the singer with a kind of sinful look. The heart said this is simply nonsense. You are a sword repair. Can you not kill you if you can’t become a sword?
The same is true for people who are poisonous, and poison is only their weapon. This does not mean that people in the poison can do nothing.
In fact, dozens of people die of poisons every year.
Therefore, for the poisonous person, the most horrible thing is not the enemy holding the sharp edge, just the poison that he developed.
"Kid, do you really think that you can kill me?" The white-bearded old man suddenly burst into laughter.
The high songs are too lazy to ask the other party what they are trying to do, but instead go to the sword and replace their own answers with a sword.
"I can!"
Gao Ge wants to poke the white-bearded old man in front of him into a willow window, but the opponent’s hand will always have some messy things flying over.
This makes the high song even start to entangle, whether you are entangled for a while, maybe the other party can also pull out the bamboo raft, any door and the like.
"What are you special about? A dream!" With this screaming full of anger, this song swayed firmly on the chest of the white-beard old man.
At this time, a few people went up the mountain and saw this scene stunned. Another person took out his mobile phone and shouted with a scorpion: "Look! It’s a bright day, playing the old man! Is there any heaven? Is there any Wang Fa!

"Yes! It's not a human! Is there no old man in your family?"
"Scum! Scum! Butter!"
"Exposure him! Human flesh search for him!"
The high song thought for a moment, and it was the one who took the old man to the front of the few people.
The old man stood up and grabbed one of the young men.
"Do you believe that I killed him?"
"Do not believe." Gao Ge rushed over.
What Laozi wants is this effect?
Not only did the white-shoulders see the high songs, but they did not slow down the pace. Instead, they rushed over, and the slap in the air took the shot and killed the young man.
At the same time, some black powder was spilled, and the powder was filled in the air. The remaining few people who accidentally inhaled the black powder could not afford to fall.
Gao Ge didn't even look at it, and he took a sword in his hand.
Although these young passers-by are quite innocent, I don’t know why, Gaoge doesn’t feel sympathy for them at all. It’s probably that it’s the world that is full of such people, which leads to social disharmony and indifference. It was they who succeeded in supporting the various industries such as porcelain. They didn’t care whether they touched porcelain. Anyway, when they saw someone lying in front of a luxury car, they subconsciously thought that the car owners were too arrogant and looked at the people around them. It’s a sense of justice to catch up with the crowd. When someone is really hit by a car, others say that they touch the porcelain, they immediately yell at the big swearing: old things, are you still not human? I like to do the loss of buying and selling porcelain! It will not die until there is life.
I often look at online articles and there are always some people. When I read the article titled that someone hits my own child, I immediately condemned it, saying that demon parents, not worthy of being a person, should be sentenced to death - how can they know that the child will take the life-saving money of the elders? Recharge the game to reward the anchor. Of course, they don't want to know, even if they return later, they will say a "oh" at most. Then there is no more then.
Of course, it is precisely because it is found that there are too many such people, Gao Ge will constantly remind himself, do not just believe what you see in your eyes, you can achieve justice, you can have a righteous heart, but that must be established On the premise that I understand the passage of things, only knowing the ins and outs, will not be clouded. Well, in fact, think about it, the meaning of such a person is also very big, otherwise, those small media, public relations companies, how to control public opinion? Can you just expect them to eat this meal...
The white-bearer is obviously somewhat unsupported.
He suddenly realized that it was true that his son died in the hands of the other party.
In fact, if he is well prepared, with enough poison masters, he may not be able to win the singer, but many of his killers are in the poison.
Before coming to Jiangnan City, he did not expect that he would encounter a sword repair in the realm of the guru, and there were two monsters around him.
This is the serious consequence of the typical information unequal.
Under the pressure of the singer, the white-bearded old man ran all the way to the foot of the mountain.
Seeing his posture does not seem to stop.
How far can I run?
The song is not in a hurry.
At first, because Yue Xincheng was poisoned, he became anxious, but now the situation in Yuexincheng has stabilized, so it doesn't need to be too impatient.
Although the strength of this white-solder is not very good, but the yin's effort is first-class.
The same is true for fishing. When the big fish bites it, it has to be smashed. When it is exhausted, it can be picked up.
Finally, when the white-shoulders fumbled for a long time and only found out a dark grass, the smile on his face was revealed.
"You grass, called the grass, only to eat into the stomach, can be poisoned and killed, you take this thing, how to deal with me? What's wrong, how poor?"
Gao Ge screamed at the sword, facing the white-bearer, sneered.
"High song, you don't want to bully too much!" The white-bearded old man said with a trembling voice.