Era: A metaphysical beauty is pampered by a Hong Kong boss

"Miss, there are so many, what should I do?" Ali was exhausted and frightened.

They are so densely packed that if you hit one, they can split into two. If you hit two, there will be four more.

If this continues, it will be endless and endless.

Jun Changsui is too anxious to fight like this. If only there was something to hold them!

Suddenly, she thought of something.

He quickly took out the mini Taoist temple, took out the alchemy furnace from inside and threw it to the ground.

With a loud bang, the alchemy furnace fell to the ground.

"Catch the brats and throw them into the alchemy furnace!" Jun Changsui shouted.

After she finished shouting, for fear of being misunderstood, she quickly explained: "Lock them in first and talk about it later!"

There are so many people pretending to be in the alchemy furnace, there is no reason why these little brats can’t be pretended!

"Meow, okay!" The big black cat stopped ringing the bell, shook off the hand covering his ears, and took action first.

Huang Mao and Ali were hesitant at first, but Xiangjun Changsui came to them to encourage them the next second.

"Come on, I am optimistic about you!"

They've all been framed, and if they don't take action, it seems a bit unjustifiable.

Xing Wanli and Tu Zhen are dealing with Iron Corpse. If you don't leave the boys to them, who will you leave them to?

You have been wearing a cloak for a long time, and you are so happy that nothing dares to get close to you.

I don’t know how the two iron corpses were refined, and even the dog-headed sword couldn’t cut through them.

Seeing Xing Wanli and the others being beaten and retreating, Jun Changsui stopped hiding and tucked them in. Just when he was about to use his powers, a knife was placed on his neck.

"do not move!"

Jun Changsui instantly froze into a wooden figure.

"If you want her to survive, just be obedient and don't move!"

The moment the knife was placed on Jun Changsui's neck, Xing Wanli had stopped moving.

The dog-head knife in Tu Zhen's hand was also knocked out. Huang Mao and Ali took the initiative and threw their weapons to the ground.

"Brother, don't be impulsive!" Huang Mao quickly begged for mercy.

Ali: "We have something to discuss, don't hurt anyone!"

Jun Changsui glanced at the knife on his neck and cursed in his heart that it was bad luck.

When the two iron corpses controlled Xing Wanli and Tu Zhen, a young woman walked out of the yard.

"I thought they were some powerful people, but they turned out to be some rubbish!" The young woman was wearing a cheongsam, with a very stiff expression on her face. She was clearly smiling, but there was no smile at all in her eyes. Instead, she looked like a poisonous snake. Seemingly vicious.

"Who are you calling trash?" Jun Changsui couldn't help but whisper back.

She controlled the volume, but she didn't expect to attract the cheongsam woman.

"This face is so beautiful!" When the cheongsam woman raised her hand, Jun Changsui could clearly see that the nails on her hands were like claws. Not only were they long, but they were also hooked.

If you scratch it with your claws, it will at least be a disability level!

"Don't rub my face with your paws. There's mud in your paws~" Jun Changsui couldn't bear it anymore.

The hand stretched out by the cheongsam woman froze, and the expression on her face was instantly distorted.

Jun Changsui watched helplessly as the skin on her face began to bleed little by little. He was so frightened that he forgot about everything and just used his big moves.

Under the knife of a deer, no matter what kind of monsters you are, they all have to go see the King of Hell!

A beam of light flashed, and the hand holding the knife against Jun Changsui's neck rolled to the ground. After a shrill scream, the golden light dissipated, and the scene was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop!

Jun Changsui embarrassedly tucked his hair behind his ears.

"Sorry, I was impulsive!"

Except for Xing Wanli, everyone's expressions were indescribable.

"Wow, shit, these things aren't moving?" Huang Mao yelled.