The Three Realms of Super Students

"Of these tens of thousands of ways of death, some of them may be sleeping, and the next day is dead. But there is another ..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Xiaofan said a slight pause, then a meaningful smile appeared on his face, said.

"There is also a method of death. According to our Huaxia theory, it is called survival cannot, death cannot."

"I think you shouldn't want to be the second method of death ?!"

"Guru ..."

After hearing the words "Can't survive, but death can't be said" by Zhang Xiaofan, Thomson Erwin swung his throat up and down and swallowed a spit.

In the past, as a knife licking blood and hanging his head on a belt of trousers-a mercenary who set aside life and death, no one knew better than Thomson Irwin what the meaning of the word "can't survive, not death" What it means.

In particular, Thomson Irwin had previously witnessed Zhang Xiaofan's horrific power beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Thomson Irwin now has a 120% certainty, Zhang Xiaofan can absolutely "say what must be done" ...

"How about, which of these two death methods do you plan to choose ?!"

Zhang Xiaofan squinted his eyes, and the smile on his face grew stronger, but this smile fell on Thomson Erwin's eyes as if the death-wielding sickle was smiling at him.

"I ... I choose the first ..."

Thomson Irwin nodded like the chick pecking rice, and said, "Sir, please ... what do you want me to do for you ..."

"What do you do? You don't need to do anything, just wait here honestly!"

Zhang Xiaofan expressed his satisfaction at such a "knowledge" move with Thomson Irwin. He patted the former shoulder and smiled.

"You now think that I've never been here, and honestly wait for your employer named Song to come to you."

"..."

At two in the morning, forty-five minutes ...

The sky outside was completely dark, and in the vicinity of this rotten tail building, it was even darker than five fingers.

"咚 .... 咚 .... 咚 ...."

However, at this time only one footstep from far and near was walking slowly towards this side.

If it were normal, footsteps like this would hardly be noticed.

It's just that the surrounding area is so silent, even the silent one can hear a sound.

Looking from a distance, it seems that there is a black figure walking slowly towards this side.

But when he came to this rotten tailgate with a distance of about 1,000 meters, the black figure was paused at this time.

"Om ... um ... um ..."

At the same time, in the silent rotten building, I suddenly remembered the vibration of the mobile phone.

"Sir, is it from my employer ?!"

After seeing his phone vibrate, Thomson Irwin pulled out the phone without even thinking about it. He looked around and couldn't help pressing his throat extremely quietly.

Look at him like this, as if afraid of being heard by people outside ...