Vol 2 Chapter 3904: uncle
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Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder’s Record of Counterattacks
- Hen Shi Jiao Qing
- 1231 characters
- 2021-01-29 10:21:54
Your uncle is still your uncle, I thought that the uncle must have brought the dog, and the one who wants to die.
Probably in his lifetime, those who are dead and dead are others.
Ning Shu can't figure out why Taishu is in control of the sky, she does not doubt the sky.
If you want to abandon yourself, it is a simple matter. If you turn around and leave, do you still need to follow another person?
Going to the sky and going to the void, she can't find it in her life.
To be honest, as far as her situation is concerned, it is not worth investing in order to get rid of her and be used by another person.
What is the difference between being used by her and being used by another person.
And if I have nothing to do, I like to run to the void. The senses of this organization are also general, and she is also allowed to leave this organization.
It doesn't make sense to be stupid enough to be controlled by the uncle, who has never liked this organization.
Ning Shu needs a weapon to carry the power, and release this force to have a lethality. Otherwise, Ning Shu is a person with light and internal strength, but there is no move, and the internal force cannot be turned into an external force.
And the sky is the carrier, and the things on her body cannot carry the majestic power.
Without this carrier now, it is equivalent to taking away the power of Ningshu nearly 90%.
Ning Shu realized that when she was in danger, she could not save her.
This is really a bad thing. At this point, Ning Shu feels that he has nothing to reluctant.
If you really can't get away, Ning Shu still hopes that the sky will be alive.
Ning Shu’s mind flashed a variety of thoughts. Suddenly, her brain flashed a light, which was once the uncle’s hand. The gun was given to the sky.
That thing seems to be innate, to the sky, to cut the sky naturally into the body to increase their lethality.
The feeling is that there is a little calf in the house. I want to wear the nose to the calf, wear the nose, and the rope is in the hands of the owner.
Ningshu is like a cowboy, taking care of this little calf, even the baby is not counted, at most only a shepherd dog.
Ning Shu suddenly laughed out, these people really want to be long-term, her IQ has been pulled out of 100,000 miles.
Perhaps for them, it is common knowledge to put a nose on the calf scorpion and put on the rope, even without IQ.
At that time, she was very surprised. The uncle actually took out his hand. The gun was originally thought to be in the same place as the void.
But even if it is the same as the void, it is actually a stranger.
I really can't afford these gods, she is convinced, and she has always been the Monkey King in the heart of the Buddha.
From the sky, a cage is going to cover Ningshu, and Ningshu avoids it. The flowers and plants on the ground begin to grow wild, and Ningshu is wrapped up.
Before, it was still a place where birds and flowers were fragrant. Suddenly, it became full of murderousness. The blades of grass were covered with jagged teeth, and the flowers became a huge piranha with flowing water.
With a scent of scent, open the blood basin and bite to Ning Shu.
Ning Shu, while avoiding vines and piranhas, explained why he was controlled by the uncle.
There was a moment of silence in the sky, and he said in a low voice: "I will break my leg."
Ning Shu stunned and was almost covered by the cage. "What are you talking about, how are you broken, you have to ruin yourself, blew yourself?"
Ning Shu looked at the uncle outside the battlefield. He held the whip, which was such a pale and slender hand, holding the sky, but letting the sky have no resistance.
Here is a horrified picture. Over there, he is still standing in the picture of birds and flowers, stepping on the grass, small flowers fluttering in the wind.
Some birds hovered over his head, and the spring breeze blew. His wind-coated horns, grass, and flowers were all tilted in the direction of the wind.
The black clothes are in a leisurely spring, abrupt and far-reaching.
Ning Shu cried, what is equal, what is equal dialogue, this is a joke that laughs and breaks the stomach.
How silly is the former self.
Some powers can't be like this, just as ordinary people are as helpless as they face capital power, because capital forces are killing everything.
Like the power she is facing now.
I am not qualified to participate in capital games, but the capital force has to take her things with the least cost.
Let capital power gain greater capital power, and then this capital power is even bigger and unmatched.
She is not as good as others, and she can’t complain.
Ning Shu wiped his tears and said to the sky: "You don't blew yourself."
The sky said: "I am not going to die, but I was caught in a leg, unable to move, no way, I can only break this leg."
"It's not just for you, but for myself." It doesn't make you subject to people, but it is still subject to such an organization.
I don't want to serve this organization. This organization has a fart relationship with it.
"Just my strength will be frustrated, I don't know what will happen, I will wait until this robbery."
Ning Shu sucked his nose and looked firm. "You will come over immediately, and I will pass on the power to you."
But to cut off part of your strength, it will be a very painful thing.
How many people are really able to break their hearts and break one arm and one leg.
Even in the face of desperation, how much courage is needed to survive.
And the sky is now facing this situation, and it is a slap in the face.
To get rid of your own rope, you have to tear your nose apart and pain.
Ning Shu feels that his heart is going to explode, and that kind of pain is even more painful than the integration of peerless martial arts.
Ning Shu whispered: "Falling, not painful, not painful."
She is like a frog at the bottom of the well. It is an ignorant idiot. When the sky is ignorant, it hurts the sky.
She doesn't know anything, she doesn't know anything, but this is not the reason for the pain.
In the air, I remembered the whip of the slap in the air, and countless invisible whipes were waving, but those imaginary lashes were broken, like broken bones.
How much pain does it have to bear?
The sky broke away from the control of the uncle, and shot like a sword toward Ningshu.
Ning Shu caught the sky, the whole whip was shaking, very painful.
Ning Shu clearly felt that the sky was weaker. She burst into tears and entered the body of the sky, hoping to ease the pain of the sky.
Uncle rubbed his eyes, raised his hand, and looked at his empty hand. Before the whip left, he still had a deep trace on his hand.
Deeply visible bone, the flesh inside is black, no drop of blood flows out, some faint power leaked from this wound, absorbed by the whip.