The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss

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At this time, although he was fascinated in the body, he still had no loss of reason, and the martial arts still had three points.

He is a classy third-order warrior, and he is also in the forefront of the organization, otherwise he does not dare to take this task.

Regardless of how the outsiders comment, Su Luo is always Miss Su Jia, representing the face of General Su Dajun.

This is a tiger, and he is full of strength.

He originally thought that this palm would not kill the other party, but it would also cause a heavy blow to the other party.

However, the facts surprised him.

I saw Su’s sideways avoiding it. At the same time, her palm suddenly had a little black dot. This black spot is very strange. It seems to shine with a small aperture, carrying a trace of phantom towards the black man’s head. Go up!

No one thought that the black spot was so hard, only heard a crisp crash, the eyes of the black man suddenly like a mosquito-like scent, swaying, like dizziness.

When Su Luo saw it, he suddenly rejoiced.

I didn't expect the black dots to be so magical. Looking at the small ones, the power is not small.

And there is no trace to go without a trace, the gods are gone, unpredictable, and it is simply impossible for the enemy to defend.

She came up with a little black dot and wanted to test it in practice. She is very satisfied with the results of the test.

Su Luo looked at the black man in a pleasant mood, and turned a red pill in his hand. Several pieces were counted in front of him: "I won't kill you, but let you eat something. You see, this is the broken chicken. This is Wudu San, this is the meridian cone heart Dan, this is..."

Those bright red medicinal herbs are all violent chronic poisons, all of which are under the stalks of the Soviet Union, and the cold pharmacists are specially made for her after being helpless.

Every time Sue said a name, the body of the black man would squat.

As a killer, he is not afraid of death, nor is he afraid of pain, but he is afraid that he will not be killed and endlessly tortured. These medicinal herbs are all virulent but not fatal, and they are incurable and will be intermittently poisoned.

It’s just that he is very strange. Each of these pills is worth a lot of money. How can Miss Su Si, who lives in the run-down yard, have it? As long as she sells one, it is enough to buy a house that is bigger than the Soviet government.

Therefore, he is very difficult to understand.

Su Luo looked at him, and the ice-cooling in his mouth was a dangerous sneer: "You can choose not to say, but the consequences, I hope you can afford it."

She and the cold pharmacist wanted these poisons, in order to force them for use in today's situation, so the poisons are carefully selected.

She believes that these medicinal herbs are ineffective for a strong master like Nangong Liuyun, but for most people, absolutely try Bailing.

Sure enough, the black man glared at his face and stunned the Soviet Union with a horror. He said, "You must be assured that after I say it, you must not force me to eat the poison!"

Su Xiaozui’s mouth raised a sneer.

It seems that the people behind the scenes are also very general. The so-called masters who come here are not only martial arts, but also weak.

It is reasonable to say that these killers have strict professional ethics, and even if they die, they must not disclose any information about the customer. This is the industry rule of the killer industry.

"You also said that these poisons are very expensive. Do you think this girl is such a wasteful person? Let's talk about who hired you?" Su Luo put his hands on his chest and slouched him.