Wang Jingyu was so unquestionably domineering that Tang San was furious for a moment.
The most important thing is that he actually calls Xiao Wu his younger sister.
How could Xiao Wu be his sister, this shameless, despicable guy?
This guy who wouldn't even let his wife go, and even kidnapped a six-year-old child, actually called Sister Xiaowu.
Xiao Wu actually didn't feel disgusted with this guy. Instead, she affectionately called this guy brother.
Why? Why can this guy be called brother by Xiao Wu? The only person who can be Xiao Wu’s brother is himself!
Tang San gritted his teeth and glared at Wang Jingyu, refusing hysterically.
"Wang! You can't take anything from me in Xiao Wu's name! I tell you, I will take Xiao Wu away from you sooner or later.
Xiao Wu is now deceived by you and will recognize you as her brother, but you can deceive her for a while, but you cannot deceive her forever. One day, your true face will be seen by her."
His hysterical appearance made Flanders next to him tremble with fear, as his strength was unfathomable.
Judging from his action of directly killing the cat mistress just now, we know that this guy's strength is definitely not as simple as an ordinary titled Douluo.
At least speaking of it, I have been wandering around the Douluo Continent for so long, and I have not only admired one, but two titled Douluo.
However, he had never seen a titled Douluo whose methods were as weird as the man in front of him, who could directly break a person's neck without using any hands.
The most important thing is that when this guy kills people, he really doesn't even blink an eye. Killing someone is like killing an ant.
Staying in front of the other party, Flanders felt that he was as insignificant as an ant. If the other party wanted to kill him, he would never survive even one second longer than the cat lady just now.
For the sake of his own life and that of Tang San, Flanders quickly winked at him, signaling him not to continue talking.
But Tang San's eyes were blinded by anger at this moment. He was not willing to give up and kept trying to say something.
Flanders hurriedly walked up to Tang San, covered his mouth, and whispered in his ear to remind him.
"Xiao San, Xiao San, can you stop talking? Aren't you always very smart? You can't understand any situation now?
Give him all these things, keep the green hills, and don't worry about running out of firewood. If you continue like this, let alone revenge, I'm afraid our Shrek Academy will be completely destroyed!"
Hearing Flanders' reminder, although Tang San was very unconvinced, he was still a six-year-old child with an adult soul in his body.
He quickly calmed down, threw the Zhuge Divine Crossbow in his hand to the ground, and took off the hidden sword on his left arm.
Finally, he opened the Twenty-Four Bridges and Mingyueye that Yu Xiaogang gave him and took out the Flying Divine Claw, but he was careful and did not take out the golden dragon beard.
He thought that even if Wang Jingyu's mental power could penetrate into his storage soul guide, he knew that there was a flying divine claw in his storage soul guide. However, with the shallow knowledge of this guy named Wang, there was absolutely no way he could know about Ban Jinlong.
The wonderful use of whiskers.
So he didn't plan to hand over the plate gold dragon's whiskers. As long as he didn't give this thing away, he would still have enough trump cards.
However, his thoughts were also guessed by Wang Jingyu, who showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth and looked down at him with sarcastic eyes.
"Kid, you don't have just these few pieces in your storage soul guide, right? Take out that whole piece of strange metal and give it to me, too.
Even if my sister doesn't need it, I still need it, but don't play tricks on me, otherwise, that guy just now will be your role model."
As soon as Wang Jingyu finished speaking, Flanders and Tang San felt their heads being pulled backwards by an invisible force.
Even though Flanders used all his soul power to resist, his head could not be restrained and twisted backwards.
Flanders looked horrified, and his whole body was covered in cold sweat. Although he said he was not afraid of death, he was inexplicably afraid of death.
When he didn't know anything, he returned to the West with his sworn brother's disciples. What a big deal.
So he didn't hesitate anymore and shouted sharply at Tang San.
"Mistress, give him everything quickly, do you hear me? If you don't give it to him, believe it or not, I will screw your head first!"
Tang San was angrily scolded by Flanders, feeling extremely aggrieved, but he didn't dare to persist any longer, because his neck had already been turned to ninety degrees, and if he continued to turn, his neck would be broken.
The fear of death and the desire for survival made him quickly take out all the plate-gold dragon whiskers from the storage soul guide, throw them on the ground and shout in horror.
"Stop, stop, I have given everything I have, don't kill me, don't kill me..."
So he obediently threw out all the good things. It wasn't until there were no good things in the storage soul guide except a change of clothes, food, etc. that Wang Jingyu released the restraints on their heads and curled his lips in disdain.
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"Tch, you thought you were so stubborn that you just compromised like this? It's boring..."
This kid is really a bitch, he has a hole in his head, and there is a puddle of water in the hole, but he still can't see the situation clearly.
When he was about to be killed, this guy had the sense to take out everything.
If I weren't afraid that my future life would be too boring, I would want to keep this guy Tang San as my opponent to train myself.
I'm afraid he couldn't help but crush this guy to death. It's so boring that such a waste could be the protagonist in the original work.
After his head was released from restraints, Tang San was like a deflated rubber ball, lying on the ground, breathing heavily.
He could feel that the strength and methods of this guy named Wang were becoming more and more terrifying.
Just like the rumored demon and the God of Death, when he looked at Wang Jingyu's figure, fear and shadow increasingly occupied his heart.
"A terrible, terrible enemy. Can I really grow to his level in the future?
Can I really save Master Mu and Xiao Wu from his hands? Why would I be against such a terrifying enemy?"
While Tang San was still feeling frightened, Wang Jingyu was too lazy to care about him anymore and stretched out his right hand towards the sleeve arrows, Zhuge Divine Crossbow, Feitian Divine Claw and Golden Dragon Beard that were thrown on the ground.
Those hidden weapons floated towards Xiaowu's hand like a windless weapon, and the entire piece of golden dragon whisker was thrown into the storage space by Wang Jingyu.
He waved to Xiao Wu again: "Girl, come here, I'll give you these three treasures for self-defense. From now on, these will all be yours."