square inch kill

Chapter 125 Lazy, why don't you go to bed first?
"Because anyone who has seen the contents of the box is dead."

The young man in linen spoke lightly, without the slightest bit of violence, or even a trace of killing intent, as if he was talking about something as common as eating and drinking.

However, this simple sentence brought great pressure on Fang Cun and Wang Xiaoxue. The other party stood there so simply, it seemed that there were flaws everywhere in his body, but it made people feel that it was difficult to make a move.

The box was already on his back, without the slightest tremor.

"I don't believe it, let me see." Slightly startled, the fat man shook his head and wanted to reach out to grab the box.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound resounded suddenly, and in an instant, the young man in linen shook his shoulders, and the box on his back immediately flew up and fell into the arms of the young man in linen lightly, "You have to think about it, once I open the box, you won't be there again opportunity to regret."

The young man in sackcloth was holding the box with one hand, and with the other hand, he stretched out at will, easily blocking Zhuang Yingjun's attack.

"Fuck, when will our romantic trio regret it? Master Zhuang said he must watch it, so he must watch it." He snorted unconvinced, and the fat man stomped his feet suddenly, his body jumped up instantly, and kicked like lightning out.

Compared with the previous attacks, this kick was truly as fast as lightning, ruthless and accurate.

Although the dead fat man seems to be wretched and unreliable, but when he is serious, even Fang Cun has to admit that his strength is not weak either.

This flying kick in the air might not be able to threaten him or Wang Xiaoxue, but it was definitely not something that an ordinary Xuan-level master could take over.

In fact, if Fatty and Wang Xiaoxue were on the right track just now, if he had exploded with such strength, he would definitely not be forced to run around the world by a silver needle.

"it is good!"

Without the slightest nonsense, the young man in sackcloth answered a word lightly, turned the box in his hand slightly, just in time to meet the fat man's foot, and with the momentum of flying backwards, the lid of the box suddenly opened, the hand of the young man in sackcloth was like a light and shadow, almost Can't see the trace of the shot.

Almost in the blink of an eye, a mess of metal parts appeared in the hands of the young man in sackcloth, forming a spear in an instant, and with a wave of his hand, the barrel of the gun was thrown towards Zhuang Yingjun.

"boom!"

With another kick, the fat man stepped on the spear precisely, with a look of curiosity in his eyes, and when he tried to take a closer look, the box closed again.

"No, no, I didn't see clearly." The fat man wanted the head to bully him again, and still reached out to grab the box.

"Since you have seen it, then you can die." Calmly spit out these words from his mouth, the young man in linen swayed slightly, and the spear in his hand shook suddenly, and a breath of death suddenly spread along the barrel of the gun. Raising the tip of the spear is a stab.

"Shout!"

With the thrust of this spear, it was as if an angry dragon woke up from a deep sleep, spouting death breath and roaring towards Zhuang Yingjun.

The gun was not moving fast, but the entire space it oppressed trembled, as if breaking free from the nether world, it was inevitable.

"Pluto Spear!"

In an instant, Wang Xiaoxue's face changed suddenly, and she couldn't help exclaiming, "Are you the descendant of Pluto?"

Among the seven kings of the Ancient Killing Domain, Pluto ranked third. There are countless dead souls under a Pluto spear.

The gun in the hands of this young man in sackcloth certainly couldn't be the murderous soldier who intimidated the world back then, but this attack is definitely the trick of the Pluto gun.Wang Xiaoxue recognized it at a glance, and was naturally taken aback.
"boom!"

While speaking, the gun had already been fired, and the fat man's kick was not unhappy. Under the crisis of life and death, all his strength exploded out with this kick.However, he still failed to block the shot, and was thrown flying in one hit. The man spurted out a mouthful of blood in the air, and the right foot kicked on the gun was corroded by the breath of death, and half of his trouser leg was covered with blood. Corrosion was exhausted, and the entire right leg was almost useless.

However, this was far from over, the young man in linen eyes was full of indifference, he walked away with the gun, and continued to chase Zhuang Yingjun, with the tip of the gun firmly pointed at the dead fat man's throat.

"Fatty man, be careful!" Seeing that Zhuang Yingjun was almost driven to death, Long San finally couldn't help moving, the rag bag in his hand trembled slightly, and a large pile of hidden weapons that he had just received from Wang Xiaoxue suddenly shocked at the same time. It shot out, and hit the young man in hemp with all his brains.

Almost at the same time, Long San also chased after him at the same time, and shot out another brick, directly taking the spear of the young man in linen.

"Clap!"

There was a burst of dense noises, but the box on the young man's back suddenly moved, blocking the young man's body in an instant, and dozens of hidden weapons hit the box at the same time and fell down.I don't know what kind of material the box is made of, but there is not even a white mark left.

"boom!"

At the moment when the tip of the gun was less than three inches from Zhuang Yingjun's throat, Long San's brick finally fell on the gun, and in the nick of time, he forcibly swung the tip of the gun away a little, avoiding the dead fat man's vitals. , straight into the ground a full inch.

Looking up at Wang Xiaoxue, the young man in linen said lightly, "Pluto Spear? Not necessarily."

As soon as the words fell, the spear in his hand was suddenly withdrawn, and his hands were quickly separated. In the blink of an eye, it turned back into a pile of metal parts and fell back into the box.

Before everyone could react, the young man in sackcloth stretched out his hand, and when he grabbed the metal parts again, they turned into a pair of double thorns again, holding both hands, and attacked Long San and Zhuang Yingjun respectively.

The breath of death shrouded it again, making people breathless with horror.

"Liu Chuishui, you slacker, if you don't make a move, just wait for us to clean up!" Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Long San finally couldn't help but roared, and almost stopped cursing.

"Bah, lazy ghost, where are you? You haven't come yet...Damn, where are you?" Halfway through the scolding, Long San suddenly realized that in the blink of an eye, Liu Chuishui and Fang Cun didn't know where they went. Not even a ghost.

In the woods not far away.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Fang Cun's mouth, and stopped in front of Liu Chuishui.

"Get out of the way." Hearing the anxious shouts of the fat man and the others, Liu Chuishui's face became extremely gloomy, and a hint of annoyance flashed in his eyes, "It's fine if you don't want to help, why did you trick me here?"

"Slacker, haven't you always been lazy?" Shrugging, Fang Cun said leisurely.

"Get out of the way." Rolling his eyes, Liu Chuishui was talking nonsense at all, and Long San and Zhuang Yingjun couldn't hold it anymore, no matter how lazy they were, they had to save their lives.

"Don't worry, they'll be fine, as long as you cooperate with me a little bit." The corners of his mouth slightly raised, Fang Cun crossed his arms and looked at Liu Chuishui leisurely.

"What do you want?" Liu Chuishui asked in a deep voice after glancing at Fang Cun inexplicably.

"Snapped"

While Liu Chuishui was questioning undefended, Fangcun's body suddenly turned into an afterimage, and in an instant, a hand knife cut Liu Chuishui's neck, knocking Liu Chuishui unconscious past.

A bright smile hung on his face, Fang Cun shrugged his shoulders, and whispered to himself, "Slacker, why don't you go to bed first? Liu Chuishui will appear soon, I promise...it will be gorgeous."

While speaking, Fang Cun quickly took off the clothes on Liu Chuishui's body, took out a few small bottles from his body, and wiped them on his face casually. In a blink of an eye, he changed into Liu Chuishui's appearance. The temperament is also imitated vividly.

(End of this chapter)