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motherfucker...
You can't feel the existence yourself, follow me all the way, I can feel the fart!
But being scolded as trash and feeling wronged in his heart, he didn't dare to refute a single word.
The other party is not an existence that can be measured by common sense.
If he makes the other party unhappy, the other party can crush him to death in the next second.
You can't feel the existence yourself, follow me all the way, I can feel the fart!
But being scolded as trash and feeling wronged in his heart, he didn't dare to refute a single word.
The other party is not an existence that can be measured by common sense.
If he makes the other party unhappy, the other party can crush him to death in the next second.
It's like crushing an ant...
"Who are you? No matter what your purpose of coming here with him is, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business, lest you lose your life in the end!"
After scolding Cao Xiaolei, Hei Ying turned to look at Zhang Qingxuan, threatening in a cold voice.
Zhang Qingxuan shook his head: "Thank you for caring so much about my life, but it's a pity that 947 is meddling in my own business."
His two sword eyebrows suddenly raised to the sky: "Since this is the case, then I also advise you, obediently tell me what this is, who you are, and your purpose here, so that you can avoid some crimes and save yourself from being treated." After being tortured and tortured for a while, I still have to say it in the end."
"You really want to die!"
Hei Ying snorted coldly, and the billowing black smoke on his body became more dense, and he rushed towards Zhang Qingxuan like a cannonball on his toes.
however.
He had only just rushed halfway.
Zhang Qingxuan's figure disappeared in a blink of an eye.
The next moment, he appeared in the air above him out of thin air, stepped on the black shadow's chest, and stepped on the charging black shadow directly from the air, firmly stomping on his feet.
"Ah this..."
Cao Xiaolei was dumbfounded.
bro...
Aren't you fierce? !
Why was he instantly killed without even a single round? !
This is this...
Cao Xiaolei had a bad feeling.
He had a premonition that if the shadow was overthrown, the probability that he would also suffer was very, very high.
He wanted to back away silently.
But for a while, his legs were a little disobedient, and he could only stand there in a daze as if roots had grown under his feet, watching the scene in front of him...
259: Yellow hair, weird looks, not my race? 【Please customize】
"Do you believe me now?"
Zhang Qingxuan stepped on the pitch-black figure and asked with a smile.
"you……"
what did you say?
His brain is now filled with deep shock.
He has completely forgotten what Zhang Qingxuan said just now!
Zhang Qingxuan saw that this guy had forgotten what he said just now, so he repeated it to him again: "I just said, I also advise you, obediently tell me what this is, and who you are. The purpose here is to save some crimes so that you won’t be tortured and tortured later, and you still have to say it in the end.”
"Now this advice is still valid."
"Why, do you want to tell me?"
The pitch-black figure trampled by Zhang Qingxuan spoke with difficulty, but let out a sneer: "Hehe, wishful thinking, so what if you kill me? You can only get a dark and cold corpse, not even my identity I can’t even tell, wanting to pry into our secrets is simply wishful thinking! Hahahahahahaha!”
"Oh?"
Zhang Qingxuan asked with interest: "I can't recognize your identity? Are you talking about the black layer on your body?"
talking room.
Start from Zhang Qingxuan's feet.
The blackness on the pitch-black figure, like a drop of detergent dropped into the oil, quickly faded away at a speed visible to the naked eye, gradually revealing its true colors.
Sensing something was wrong, he braced himself up and raised his head to look in front of him, the laughter of the dark figure stopped abruptly.
"how is this possible?"
"How can you dispel my camouflage?"
"how did you do it?"
"This is impossible!"
"Stop, stop!"
The dark figure yelled hysterically.
But the black on his body was still fading away at an extremely fast speed.
soon.
His body was revealed.
He was wearing a designer suit.
The brand Zhang Qingxuan is very unfamiliar.
If another white-collar worker came, he would definitely be able to tell at a glance that this was the Versace that he dreamed of buying but was reluctant to buy.
And, it's no ordinary Versace.
It is a customized version!
Very rich!
But even if he didn't know the brand, Zhang Qingxuan could still tell that this suit was very expensive.
Those who can wear this kind of clothes are naturally very rich...
The black is still fading.
Soon, it retreated to his neck.
Not long after.
Gradually.
One of his faces was also revealed.
It was a youthful face.
Mo is about 20 years old.
Three-dimensional facial features.
Very three-dimensional...
it looks like...
Doesn't look like a Chinese?
Continue to go up.
The man's yellow hair and the whole body are all revealed...
Although the pupil is black.
There are also some physical characteristics of the yellow race.
But this person is obviously not a purebred Chinese.
"Don't!!"
"do not look at me!"
"Stupid mortal, I order you, don't look at me!"
He struggled desperately to try to cover his face, but Zhang Qingxuan had already seen that face that was so obvious and could be described as handsome more than once.
Looking at the yellow-haired young man who had faded from the black and covered his face under his feet.
Three words appeared in Zhang Qingxuan's mind.
vampire!
Zhang Qingxuan suddenly exerted force on his feet.
Click.
A crisp sound rang out.
"Ahhhh!"
The severe pain directly caused Huang Mao, who was still covering his face and cursing some stupid mortal, to let out a miserable scream.
"I don't have the patience to talk to you about this."
"Give you one last chance."
"Tell me your identity and your purpose."
"Otherwise, I will crush you from the heavenly spirit to the toe bones, and then strip your soul, and let you fall into the endless hell forever, suffer endlessly forever, and never be able to be reborn!"
Zhang Qingxuan's voice was extremely cold.
It was like a millennium cold pool, and also like the trial of King Yama that came directly from the underworld, which made Huang Mao's body trembling because of the pain.
And the next moment.
I haven't waited for the yellow hair to respond.
Zhang Qingxuan pointed out the sword, and a burst of white Yuan Qi burst out with the momentum of the sword, like a six-veined sword, directly crushing one of Huangmao's toes!
"what!!!"
The screams sounded again.
Ten fingers connected to the heart.
Although a toe was smashed directly, it was more painful than poking a nail with a bamboo stick, but the pain was already extreme, the pain was extreme, and Huang Mao almost rolled his eyes in pain and passed out!
"'Say it or not?!"
Zhang Qingxuan let out a cold snort, and the next moment he wanted to command the sword again, and smashed one of Huangmao's toes.
"I said, I said... no, I said everything..."
But Zhang Qingxuan was a little unexpected.
Before he could burst out his Yuan Qi, the yellow hairs under his feet were already terrified.
So spineless?
Zhang Qingxuan was puzzled.
However, Zhang Qingxuan was relieved after seeing his yellow hair and his non-my race appearance.
"Say, I found out that one word is a lie, I will cut off your forearm and stuff it into your skin drum!"
He gave a cold drink.
Huangmao trembled again in fright.
Although the yellow hair looks like a dog with a stiff head, it looks like it has a high status.
But in fact, he is just a second generation.