Fanatic of Martial Tao

"Fool? When did master Ben say he was a fool?" Standing more than ten meters away, yebufan looked at the bald man and said with a sneer.

"You -"

Although the bald man is "what else?" Then yebufan asked again.

"No more."

"No more?"

"Yes, that's all I know."

"You didn't lie to me?" Yebufan's face sank as he spoke, and his eyes looked like a sharp blade that was about to pierce the soul of the bald man.

The bald man was stunned and hurriedly said, "I don't need to lie to you at all. I'm a prisoner on death row. All I want to do is live. Now the mission has failed. If I return to the leader again, he will kill me. In that case, why should I help him hide it?"

Looking at the bald man, yebufan muses slightly. Combined with everything before, yebufan also thinks that the bald man has not deceived himself.

"I believe you for a moment."

"Hoo..."

Hearing the speech, the bald man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He looked at yebufan and said weakly, "in that case, should you let me go according to the previous agreement?"

"Let you go? Do you think it's possible?" Yebufan smiled.

"You -" hearing the speech, the bald man's face changed, and a trace of vigilance and anger flashed in his eyes when he looked at yebufan: "you swear you will let me go, do you want to go back?"

"Swear?" Looking at the baldheaded man, yebufan sneered, scoffed, and said, "my young master's oath to the enemy is cheaper than the chastity of a bitch or a son."

"You -"

"Whew -"

The bald man was furious. What else did he want to say? The head size stone in yebufan's hand had been hurled at him.

"Bang!!"

The stone fell to the ground and the man was shocked.

"Son of a bitch, I'm with you..."

The bald man was furious, but the stone in yebufan's hand had been thrown out again.

"Bang!!"

The stone fell on the man's chest.

"Pooh..."

The bald man fell to the ground again, and a blood arrow shot out of his mouth.

"You -"

"I have only one word for the enemy - kill!!" Looking at the bald man who fell to the ground and glared at him angrily, yebufan said coldly.

The author Ying duzui said: seeking collection o ∩_ ∩O~