Quick Transmigration: Take on Scheming Boss

Phil torredoton felt a sharp blow in his knee.

There's no way to refute it. Shit!

Lambert's face was no longer as if I had the ability to rebuild it, but I didn't have the ability to rebuild it

At this point, he pauses, changing his tone of sarcasm. "You, Phil torredo, are not the same. You tried your best to rebuild the family, even sold your body, but in the end, it was nothing."

"And even if you wake up now, you can't do anything. So what are you doing when you wake up, it's better to sleep in the soil all the time. "

Every word of Fernando's face is hard to tell.

Fern torredo sneered. The next second he appeared beside Su Yao and put his hand around his neck. "Yas Lambert, you say that all this is to give this human some time to escape. In this case, how about I kill this human in front of you?"

Su Yao:

Hello, hello. If you want to fight, what's my business?

It's really a fight between the gods and the fish.

If he had known this would happen, he should have left immediately.

"Hello, Hello, I have nothing to do with him. Even if you kill me, he won't frown." Su Yao tried to distract Phil torredo's attention with words.

"He really has nothing to do with me. You can kill him if you want." Yas Lambert put his hands on his chest and looked like he was watching a play.

On hearing this, Phil torredo looked at Su Yao and Yas Lambert, as if thinking whether what they said was true or not.

While Su Yao was distracted, he quickly took out the silver handle and stabbed him in the kidney.

Phil torredo didn't expect that he would come all of a sudden, and he wanted to strangle him to death. But the pain from his kidney made him have no time to care about other things. What's more, Su Yao's holding things can hurt vampires. Besides, there is an ace Lambert here.

So now it's better to run away.

Fern torredo gave up the idea of killing Su Yao now. He turned into a wisp of black smoke and fled.

His voice came to Su Yao's ears with the wind, "damn human, I will kill you next time I meet you again."

Su Yao looked at the silverware in his hand and thought it was very useful. But why did he think the villain was a little weak?

As if Yas Lambert saw the doubts in his heart, he began to explain, "Phil torredo has been sleeping for thousands of years, and his cultivation is only one third of what he was before, so you can easily hurt him."

"Who is better and who is weaker than him?" Su Yao asked.

Yas Lambert raised his eyebrow. "Why, are you afraid I can't protect you?"

"Who wants your protection?" Su Yao rolled his eyes.

"Since you don't need protection, who is the man who asked me for help just now?"

Su Yao:

"I don't know. I'll go back first. Goodbye."

"Wait a minute." Yas Lambert suddenly stopped him.

"Why, what else can I do for you?"

"You hurt your hand." Yas Lambert's eyes fell on Su Yao's left hand, which was still bleeding.