"Yes, we don't dare to do it anymore. Please be kind and spare us."
The two of them yelled in vain.
Only they themselves know how powerful and weird Ouyang Che's skills were just now.
They are definitely no match for him, even if there are ten times more people, they are no match for him.[
Ouyang Che ignored their pleas for mercy and stepped on one person's wrist, "You want to touch her here?"
"No, absolutely not!" the man shouted in panic.
"Then it's useless!"
There was just a click, and the bones in the man's right hand were instantly broken!
"Ah——" He screamed in pain, and the other one couldn't help but shrink back in horror when he saw this.
Ouyang Che stepped forward and stepped lightly on his wrist, "Yours should be scrapped!"
There was another scream.
The right hands of two people were crippled.
Ouyang Che's expression was calm, without any fluctuation at all.
It seemed that none of this had anything to do with him, and he was just an indifferent bystander.
The leading man finally came to his senses, his face turned pale with fright.
"Don't come here!" He gestured at him with a knife, and his eyes suddenly glanced at Wushuang. Without thinking, he reached out towards her, wanting to capture her as a hostage.
Wushuang didn't move at all. Just when his hand was about to touch her, he felt a sharp pain on the back of his hand.
It hurt so much that he quickly retreated.
The thing that fell to the ground, the thing that attacked him, turned out to be a pebble.
Ouyang Che stared at him with indifferent eyes. Against the background of his silver hair, his skin became more transparent and fairer, and his lips became increasingly red.
Like a handsome vampire.
The leading man swallowed his saliva, feeling extremely frightened.
"Climb over here on your knees." Ouyang Che waved to him gently.[
The man's legs were so frightened that they were weak. The fate of the first two was so miserable, let alone his.
"I..." He rolled his eyes, suddenly threw the dagger in his hand at Ouyang Che, turned around and ran away.
Ouyang Che gently caught the dagger, with a sneer on his lips.
After running a few steps, the man suddenly braked suddenly and looked at Ouyang Che standing in front of him in horror.
When did he catch up?
This man's speed is too weird...
The man took two steps back tremblingly, then turned around and ran away.
He kept calling ghost, there is a ghost!
In his opinion, only ghosts can have such cold expressions, and only ghosts can have superb skills.
But before he could take the second step, he was hit hard on the back and fell to the ground, falling several times.
By the time he stabilized his body, Ouyang Che had already walked in front of him.
The man slowly raised his head, faced his gloomy expression, and could no longer care about anything else. He knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to him to beg for mercy.
He was crying and crying, and he was embarrassed and cowardly.
Ouyang Che just looked at him coldly and said calmly: "Don't worry, I don't want your life."
The man felt happy and hurriedly said words of thanks.
"But you have to leave something behind."
"Something? What... something?" he asked in horror.
Ouyang Che glanced at the dagger in his hand, sneered at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly took action. A scream resounded through the sky, making people feel horrified.
Wushuang calmly looked away, not taking another look.
Ouyang Che smiled lightly: "Keep that disobedient thing of yours."
He only spoke out after he had already taken action.
