It was a look of killing people, and the few people inside were completely shocked.

Wu Fan entered the cab, opened the car with the master key, and drove out directly.

Of course, this car was Director Qian's car. Wu Fan used his car because they had decided on a cooperative relationship. Three minutes later, the car had already driven out of the school and was parked on a huge lawn.

"Gongsun Nishang, you dance very well, it's a pity that you have a bad intention."

"A person with talent and virtue is a saint, a person with virtue but not talent is a gentleman, a person without talent is a mediocre, and you are a person with talent but not virtue is a person with talent but not virtue. Such a person is the most dangerous person. If a person without talent and virtue is a waste, a person like you is a dangerous product. If it exists in this world, it can only cause harm to others. Is it necessary for you to exist in this world?" Wu Fan said lightly.

After all, she was a little girl who had no experience in the world. Seeing Wu Fan's fierce eyes, she felt that powerful aura. She really felt that this person might kill her, and she was very scared.

But her whole body could not move at all. I don’t know what method the boy used. A silver needle from the boy pierced into a part of his back, and all parts of his body could not move. Will it cause lifelong paralysis? I am an excellent dancer, which is even more uncomfortable than death.

Her tears flowed down, and her eyes became begging, and she was almost lost at this time.

In fact, it is just a simple acupoint that will not cause harm to the human body.

As long as someone pulls out the silver needle, she can move in less than three or five minutes, and she can recover from 15 minutes.

Wu Fan took the lead in letting go of the three men, who were the staff at the school.

It seems that they have a good relationship with Gongsun Nishang, otherwise they would not have followed her command.

Three minutes later, those people can move.

"My time is limited, and you three slapped each other. If it is not loud enough, I will do it. My time is limited. I hope you will move more quickly." Wu Fan's hand. The cup was from director Qian De. The cup gradually deformed in Wu Fan's hand, and it was pinched from a cylindrical shape into a flat piece of scrap iron. The cup was one of the director Qian De's favorite cups, which he bought from abroad.

Those people were completely scared and they should do it themselves, otherwise if they were slapped by this young man, their entire head would be slapped away.

A, B and C, three people, A stretched out his slap and threw B hard, B stretched out his slap, C shook C hard, C stretched out his slap and threw A hard.

There was a crackling slap, no one dared to stop, no one had any complaints.

After deleting for a minute, they changed hands.

At this time, everyone's right face had swollen into a pig's head. They then changed to another hand and slapped each other's left face.

After a slap, my left face also swollen into a pig's head.

"Okay, it's not easy for you to find a job. If you dare to do something wrong again, your fate will be like this cup." Wu Fan pinched the cup into scrap iron again.

The heads of the three people A, B and C nodded like chickens pecking at rice.

"Okay, okay, you guys go back, I don't want to see you again." Wu Fan said.

The three people A, B and C were like amnesty, fearing that Wu Fan would repent, so they ran back. Two people even lost their shoes and did not dare to turn back and pick them up.

"As for you, the person behind the scenes, should you be punished more than one level?" Wu Fan looked straight at Gongsun Nishang, with no expression on his face.

No expression itself is also an expression, and this expression is the most terrifying expression, because no one knows what expression he has, what kind of mental state, and what will happen next.

A real ruthless person is not just about being able to slap his beard and glar, but about being silent and showing his ruthlessness. Wu Fan is not such a person, but his expression at this moment gives people the feeling of this person. It seems to be the tranquility before the thunder and rainstorm, making people shivering and unable to control the future. It feels so uncomfortable to be stared at by Wu Fan. Maybe he would rather jump into the water and drown than be stared at by such a pair of eyes.

Wu Fan slowly stretched out his hand, which was a pair of slender and white hands, a pair of hands that made many girls feel inferior to him, and a pair of very flexible hands. His fingers swayed gently and stretched out.

What exactly is he going to do? How does he want to punish himself?

First of all, the short three seconds passed was Gongsun Nishang's longest three seconds, and these three seconds seemed to have passed half a century.

She thought a lot in these three seconds. Should he tease her, or kill herself, torture herself, or bother with it?

But unexpectedly, Wu Fan did nothing and simply pulled out the silver needle.

The two slender jade fingers gently pinched a needle. They looked very beautiful, as if they were the orchid fingers of opera masters, and they were very charming.

At some point, Gongsun Nishang was stunned. This was actually a pair of men's hands. It was more beautiful than a woman's hands. It was not even faster than her own hands. It was so beautiful. Moreover, it must be a pair of artistic hands, otherwise how could there be such a rhythm?

But her fearful thoughts had just stopped and went back. Because the young man pinched the silver needle and shook in front of her eyes.

What is he going to do? Does he want to embroider his face? Or he wants to stab his eyes. No matter what the result is, it is something he and she cannot accept or bear.

Her heart was tangled together at this moment. If dancing was his second life, then her face was her third life. It was perfect and there was no flaw allowed. But at this moment, the silver needle had just been pulled down, and she did not resume her movements. She had to wait for a while before she could move.

She wanted to speak, but couldn't speak. She wanted to beg for mercy, but she didn't have enough energy.

She regretted that any so-called honor is secondary to her own life.

She was sure that she would be punished severely, but what exactly was the punishment that the young man didn't say a word, which was so desperate.

"Your dance is very good." Wu Fan finally spoke.

This is a simple sentence, and at any time Gongsun Nishang disdas the most, because it is natural for him to dance well, and the praises from others to him are even more natural. She doesn’t want such very ordinary praise, but he wants professional comments to elevate her to the height of an artist.

But at this time, the boy said this, which made him feel as if he had heard the most wonderful music in the world. She knew that if the boy said this, she might not have been punished too much. Her heart was finally let go of some.

More than ten seconds passed, and Gongsun Nishang finally could move a little bit.

She nodded slightly and nodded softly from her throat. It expressed her meaning. The voice was very pitiful, and the voice was very sad.

"Your voice is also good, although you only snorted, and your appearance is just a little monster." Wufan's eyes swept over her face.

This is the first time he has been watching this girl like this. It is really good, like the plum blossoms in spring, charming but not vulgar, delicate but not gorgeous, fresh and elegant, and in line with her voice, he should be a good actor.

"Yeah." At this time, Gongsun Nishang could make a sound. She nodded twice, lit her head like a chicken pecking at rice.
Chapter completed!