Tomb Bride: A Millennium Immortal Jade Face Beauty

The descendants of the Fucha family were mixed up to help the members of the overseas gangs. They continued to clean up the ruins left by the button particles, and saw that the cave was about to be dug.

Fu Qichao is a master of magic, killing people invisible.He walked around Matsui's back silently, with a dagger protruding from his sleeve. Just as he was about to make a sinister move, he just raised his hand when he was suddenly grabbed by a big, cold hand. This big hand was very powerful. , His wrist hurts from scratching it, I'm afraid the bones in this arm are going to be broken in an instant.

He is a master of shamanism, and his movements are false. Even Nalan Hong once fell into the trick and almost stumbled in front of him. Naturally, the life of a small Japanese is nothing in his eyes. It can be said that he can take it in the blink of an eye. He killed Matsui, but he didn't expect that someone was faster than him, and grabbed his real body with one hand.

But his actions were seen by other followers of Tong Jia's family. This is the signal sent by Ezhen to them. They are all elite soldiers and strong generals. They often encounter wild wolves when hunting in Xing'an Mountains. Dead wolves that can be beaten with bare hands, not to mention a few foreign terrorists, exchanged a look with Ezhen, saw Ezhen nodded to them, and they all stabbed the group of foreigners a few times in the back. With one shot and one bullet, all these twenty or so terrorists were instantly killed.It's just that they are fighting among themselves. If this can last for a long time during the War of Resistance, Japan would not have the guts to invade again.

Fu Qichao's hand was tightly grasped, and that hand had already drooped. Seeing that the bones in his wrist were being crushed, he screamed in pain, and immediately fell sideways.Matsui didn't know what was going on at first, but he suddenly realized when he saw that all the men he brought were killed by the descendants of the Fucha family for no reason.

"Baga! The conscience of the Chinese people is greatly corrupted! Die, die!" He wanted to resist, but unexpectedly, the guns of a dozen or so people turned back and aimed at him.

"Professor Thomas, quick... help me!" he shouted.

Behind him, Professor Thomas had a gloomy face, his big hands strangled Fu Qichao's wrist, and he didn't take a breath. He didn't look like a scientific researcher in his seventies at all.

The descendants of the Fucha family approached step by step. If it wasn't for Fu Qichao's safety, they might have made this little Japan and the old western professor a sieve.

"Stop!" Boss Fu yelled to stop the tragedy from happening again.He could see that Professor Thomas was the real master. He didn't care about a Fu Qichao, and he wasn't his own son. As an enemy, the true nature of the businessman once again appeared.

"Professor, what you want is just a small box. You also know that we Chinese and Japanese have enmity. We don't have any opinion on Americans. We don't need to tear our face because of little Japan, right? You hand over Matsui , Our cooperation will continue." Boss Fu is worthy of being a businessman, he never does business at a loss, there is really no need to sacrifice a few more lives of his men for a small broken box.

"Professor...Professor...Chinese people have a bad conscience, don't trust them." Matsui begged Professor Thomas in very substandard Chinese.

The blond old man finally spoke. He spoke very standard Chinese. He smiled slightly and said, "Actually, I don't like Japanese either!"

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