As for Niu Asan, I believe that he must regret it very much now. He only considered that after he held King Wu's hand, King Wu could not escape. He did not consider those little things after he knocked King Wu away.
Drops will gush out by the way. It can be said that this is an irreparable flaw at this time.
I stood up from the chair and walked slowly to King Wu. I sneered and said, "Good guy, this little guy is so fucking cute! However, it's a little worse than the skinny guy's pair of socks that can climb up walls on their own."
"Oh, look, these bones are all exposed." Pointing to the exposed bones of King Wu's elbow, I pretended to be sad and said.
"You, you, young man, a cat cries like a mouse, fake, fake, compassionate!" King Wu sat on the ground, his right hand was held by Niu Asan, only the flesh and tendons were connected to the injured area, and blood was dripping down.
Big beads of sweat began to trickle down on his head. If a bowl were placed underneath, it would probably be full. This shows how much pain he is feeling now.
After Niu Asan's analysis, I analyzed it again, and as a result, I got a more precise conclusion: 'This King of Martial Arts is just thick in blood. As for other attributes, he is simply the dregs of dregs. As for what happened to him before,
All these miracles can only be attributed to the blindness, which is just a bluff. In addition, I have also thought clearly about the relationship between those thief pythons and King Wu. Presumably those thief pythons do not attack this guy not because they are afraid of him.
It's because his brother, Wu Sheng, won't let those thieves and pythons attack this guy. I remember George said before that the residents here were originally Miao people. Since they are Miao people, they must know the poison and witchcraft. Those thieves
The python must be related to this poison witchcraft. It is very likely that those thieving pythons were raised by the residents here." "Sir, kill him. Torturing people is not a fun thing." George walked slowly.
He walked up to me and made a suggestion.
"I also want to kill him, but I am helpless. This guy's blood is too high. I don't really want to kill him! I also want him to have euthanasia. Come on, you can handle it." He shook his head and sighed.
After taking a breath, I handed over the important task of killing King Wu to George.
"￥#￥￥…………%……##￥￥#￥……￥……%~” After hearing what I said, Chongqi also crawled to my side. I don’t know what he said?
"What do you mean?" I asked as I looked at Niu Asan.
"Hey, I just want to ask, why doesn't this person fight back? It's not challenging at all." Niu Asan translated.
"Why do you, you guys, say, make sarcastic remarks? It's better to give me a knife!" Although King Wu was a little trembling in his words, he said them with great courage. He must have known in his heart that this time, no matter what, he would
They are all bound to die.
"Okay, please bear with me, I will kill you right away." George raised his sword and said in a compassionate tone, looking like a savior with the heart of Jesus, the body of Satan.
As its first sword fell, I couldn't help but smile again in my heart: "With your little attack power, you are simply playing Ling Chi on this guy. He would be dead even if you cut him with three hundred swords." Quickly
A sword pierced the heart, and nearly five thousand points of blood floated from King Wu's head. At the same time, a tragic cry followed.
"Ah~" Needless to say, we knew that this miserable cry came from King Wu's mouth: "Damn it, it hurts me so much!" Howling like a killing pig, King Wu grabbed George's narrow sword with his left hand and held it tightly.
Blood flowed out from between the fingers, which made those who heard it sad and those who saw it shed tears. But, even so, he still wanted to die!
Hearing King Wu's miserable howl, George scratched his head, and then said helplessly: "I'm sorry, I will be more careful. Maybe the sword just missed the target, but the next sword will not be the same. However, your
You are really timid, but you can make such a tragic sound just after being hit by a sword." From George's tone, I heard a hint of gloating, which fully illustrates a problem, that is, this guy is absolutely
It's intentional!
He didn't even care about the hand that was holding on to Zhan Song's narrow sword. It could be said that George didn't give King Wu any chance to let go before he swiped hard. The sword came out and blood splattered everywhere. It was terrible to see.
With his left hand trembling, King Wu looked at George, then at Niu Asan, then at me, and finally understood something: "Oh, I understand! You have designed it a long time ago!" What he said
Very to the point: "In my opinion, there are no good people among you!"
"We are not good people. However, the second brother, let alone the eldest brother, are actually the same. It's just that we started earlier and avoided some unnecessary troubles. The troubles I mentioned, I think.
, you should know what it is." With a smile on my face, I crossed my hands across my chest and said softly, with a proud tone.
"You will be punished!" King Wu was so righteous that he even robbed decent people of their lines.
"The cycle of cause and effect, we are exterminating violence, George, keep doing it!" I ordered George, and I dragged the chair to the door. I did this to avoid blood splattering on me.
"Yes, sir." In response, George started his unfinished homework again.
To be honest, George's swordsmanship is actually quite fast. Not looking at King Wu's body that was stabbed to pieces, just listening to his uninterrupted screams, I can analyze how fast George's sword is.
How fast.
The Zhange narrow sword stabbed out frequently in George's hand like a needle on a sewing machine. The afterimage of the first sword had hardly dissipated before the second sword had been handed out. At the fastest time, I could see seven swords at the same time.
Afterimage.
Not long after, King Wu's total blood volume has reached its bottom. The original 4,000,000 qi and blood were only 157,624 points left at this time.
During this period, King Wu resisted, but under Niu Asan's solid and powerful hands, his resistance was like a child peeing and mud building a bunker, and was nothing to worry about.
After stabbing him with the sword a few more times, King Wu was already dying. Looking at his less than 100,000 points of vitality, I asked George to stop his movements.
I stood up, walked slowly to King Wu, and pointed my gun at him: "Take twenty shots from me, and if you don't die, I will let you go." Because my internal power was blocked, I couldn't use the 'Hexagram to Break the Miasma'
"Continuous bullets", so I can only infinitely expand the three shots to twenty shots. If he can take twenty rounds of my bullets without dying, it may really mean that his life is not worthy of death.
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