The gangster of fast wear is online

Chapter 1242 This person is useless

Lulu pressed close, her two canines protruding from the corners of her mouth, pressing against the thin skin.

Xiao Qing, an audience outside the arena, dared not say a word, and Zhou Lang surrounded her behind, providing support, and the young couple nestled between two giant trees, not daring to move, really not daring to move!

In this situation, if you show your head, you will die!

They really sympathized with the brother who broke in suddenly.

However, no one thought about him in the direction of reinforcements.

What's more, the real reinforcements were scared away by a gust of wind before stepping in because they were afraid of ghosts—that was the missing link in Lan Shuying's plan.

But they didn't know it yet.

The three of them were actually waiting for the divine soldiers to descend from the sky.

"Eat, eat, enjoy your meal."

Lan Shuying was on the opposite side playing with a thin cane that she picked up casually, smiling very easy-going.

Her behavior like this made Lulu hesitate to speak.

Lulu looked again and again, but the manicurist still had two words flashing in her eyes: vitality!

In this case, if the other party urges her to eat it with such a positive attitude, it is urging her to kill herself!

Hey, how vicious!

Now that she had a hint of doubt, Lulu hugged the manicurist vigilantly, groping up and down with her two small hands, hoping that the man had something that could help her out, such as a one-time teleportation talisman.

Not to mention, he really has something on him.

Lulu went in with her paws, and brought out a lot, such as keys, perfume bottles, handkerchiefs, cosmetic mirrors, and the most conspicuous thing was a well-made hard leather bag, which was not big but very solid.

Lan Shuying was tired from standing, so she changed her foot, sweeping the thin rattan on the scorched earth intentionally or unintentionally, as if drawing a freehand painting.

got windy.

The breeze caught in the dark wind was urged by the spiritual consciousness, and it penetrated bit by bit, accelerating the disorder of the aura.

She watched Lulu open the purse, and covered it to prevent her from seeing it, that is to say, this small gesture was like a child's pie, which was much more pleasing to the eye than the previous yelling and killing.

However, when the manicurist was first involved, she had already scanned all over, and there were only tools in the purse, or bottles and cans.

If I'm not mistaken, it should be the guy that the man uses for a living: nail glue.

Sure enough, Lulu reacted and threw all the things out in anger. Bottles and jars that were not as long as a finger bloomed on the ground, and the colors were very rich.

The unique smell diffused, the man's nose moved, and he began to grope before he opened his eyes:

"Who opened my treasure... Dike, you old bastard, don't be shameless, you can't learn my formula even if you try..."

He muttered a series of words, saying that he woke up, and his blood turned cold... How did he fall asleep? He must be in a coma!What was he doing before he passed out?Trapeze!

That, that... who moved his baby? !

Miss Sweet, help! !

As expected, the manicurist was the one who had been with the Eight-tailed Cat for two years. At the critical moment, he reacted with her and ran away instinctively. Because the hem of his clothes was pressed to the ground by Lulu, he grabbed a nail clipper and pierced it.

Lulu froze for a moment, then heard a thud, her clothes were torn, and he tore them open again, and she scrambled out.

? ? ? ! !

Lulu really exploded.

She couldn't move, she raised her hand and released more than a dozen blue-gray smoke to pull him back.

The instinctive reaction of the manicurist saved his life again.

He took off his coat, took something out of his trouser pocket, and threw it back without looking at it.

What can an ordinary person carry with him like Lulu?Xiaoqing couldn't bear to watch it, but Zhou Lang said in amazement, "It's done!"

What became?

She followed her husband's gaze and saw the corpse imprisoned in the middle by several chains. Lulu's expression was very dazed, and she became a prisoner before she had time to react.

"This... what's wrong?"

Zhou Lang knew he had made a slip of the tongue. In order not to affect the situation in the arena, he took out his notebook and wrote on it the way he saw it: "The corpse is a weapon, attracting evil spirits to defeat the enemy."

Xiaoqing seemed to understand but didn't understand, she didn't dare to ask more questions, she nodded indiscriminately, and looked over again.

Lan Shuying stretched out her hand, with a hideous scar on her palm, raised it flat, her eyes locked on the blood moon above.

Although it was a fresh wound, the blood used for the sacrifice was not very fresh because the attribute of this body was half undead, so it could be understood as a living dead.

Fortunately, Blood Moon did not dislike this sacrifice.

A ray of reddish light fell on the top of her head, as if a little beast came under the moonlight, and fell on her palm and drank to its full.

The outline became more and more clear in the moonlight, it was a little guy with pointed ears.

It drank enough, looked back at Lan Shuying for a few seconds, as if being coquettish, rubbed its mouth on her wrist, and flew back under the moonlight.

Zhou Lang and Xiao Qing stared at the spectacle without blinking, naturally they did not miss the faintly doting smile on Lan Shuying's face, almost thought they had misread it, and rubbed their eye sockets vigorously.

After accepting her sacrifice, Blood Moon cooperated very well, coating the chains in the hands of the corpse puppets with a layer of dark red light, which instantly covered the cracks made by Lulu's scratching and biting, and it was terribly strong.

The chain will automatically shrink and gradually tighten.

The pure evil energy was transmitted to Blood Moon along the chain, and Hassan's bloated body began to shrink, becoming thinner than ordinary people in a few minutes.

Lan Shuying gestured and mouthed: Enough!

The blood moon flickered twice, and the chain was broken.

She swung the thin cane like a harness, rubbing Hassan's head to trap Lulu and tighten it.

She had coated the rattan with the medicine powder used to maintain the corpse puppet, and it was very strong. When she lifted it hard, it actually cut Lulu off Hassan's shoulder!

The broken stubble gurgled green juice, Hassan moved, the injury was too serious, and he didn't wake up; Lulu, who was the focus of Blood Moon's rectification, didn't wake up.

She tied up the culprit in a circle and walked over with it upside down.

The manicurist was sized up by two chilly gazes, and finally came back to his senses, whispering: "I am Miss Tiantian's special manicurist, I..."

Lan Shuying interrupted: "Where is Miss Tiantian?"

"Yes, outside the city..."

The manicurist was surrounded by several corpse puppets, his breath was trembling, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Please tell me if this has been dealt with?"

Lan Shuying nodded reservedly: "Almost."

"What's the difference... How much is the difference?" The manicurist didn't know what he was talking about.

"You bring this to Miss Tiantian, and ask her to have a breakfast at the car dealership, and I can take care of everything."

She hinted with her eyes, seeing that the manicurist still didn't answer, she moved her right hand forward impatiently.

The fainted Lulu stood in front of the manicurist's eyes with horrified purple blood on her face.

"Mom!!"

The man rolled his eyes and fell down.

As expected, Lan Shuying pursed her lips in an "innocent" manner, and called Zhou Lang over: "This person doesn't seem to be very useful, so please send them out."

Xiaoqing boldly asked: "Senior, how did you do it?"

　Friendly reminder: Don’t think that purple blood on your face is scary, you can make up your mind... rub your face on the red heart dragon fruit.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)