Seven Weapons-Gulong _ txt Novel Paradise

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Seven Weapons-Gulong _ txt Novel Paradise

"Then you're here to die.." the landlady sneered. "It's not a death wish, it's a death wish," said the man in gray. "There are no dead people here," said the landlady. "Yes," said the man in gray. The landlady couldn't help asking, "Where?" "On the count of three," said the man in gray, "if you don't go downstairs, you'll all be dead at once!" The landlady's face changed again. The man in gray had put down his glass and looked at her coldly. —!” His face was still expressionless. No expression is often the most terrible expression. The landlady looked at him and felt a little cold in her heart. She did not know how many heroes she had seen, nor how many murderers she had seen, but she had never been afraid. She really could not see through what kind of person this person was, and the person who could not see through was usually the most terrible person. The landlady gasped as she heard the man's second word come out coldly. The timid fellow could not help but want to slip away, but there was a sudden light in the landlady's eyes. (Txt Fiction Paradise Online Library; http://www.xiaoshuotxt.com/) A young man in a light shirt had gone around from the outside to the back of the man in gray, and the knife in his hand was shining. This young man is the "little boss" of the proprietress, and it is not easy to be the guest of the proprietress. He not only has a sweet mouth, but also a sharp knife. The landlady smiled and threw a charming smile at the man in gray. "You don't want me to sleep with you, but you want to die," she chuckled. "Am I ugly?" Of course she was not ugly,silk cherry blossom tree, and she only hoped that the man in gray would look at her so that the boy could cut off his head with a knife. Sure enough, the man in gray was watching her. The knife flashed, and the young man's knife fell. Sure enough, it's a sharp knife! The man in gray did not look back, did not dodge, and suddenly hit out with a backhand elbow. Everyone upstairs immediately heard the sound of bones breaking. The knife of the young man in light clothes was almost on the neck of the man in gray clothes, but it was a pity that the blade had not yet reached the part,artificial grass panels, and his own man had been knocked out, "bang", hit the wall, and then fell down, soft into a pool of mud. It's not a boneless worm, it's mud. Worms are alive, mud is dead. The man in gray still looked coldly at the landlady. His backhand hit was neither pretty nor subtle. His moves serve only one purpose: -It's murder! The word "three" was almost spoken, and the landlady could not laugh. "Do you know whose place this is?" She said through clenched teeth. "It's your place," said the man in gray. "But you still want me to go," said the landlady. "Not bad," said the man in gray. The proprietress stamped her foot and said, "All right, silk ficus tree ,large ficus tree, just go!" She really wanted to go, but just then, someone under the table suddenly said, "I can't go." There was only one man under the table, a man who had been absolutely unable to move, but now the man stood up slowly. The landlady was stunned again. She couldn't figure out that the ecstasy she had put in the wine was the most effective one. Holding her head in her hands, Hsiao Shao-ying murmured, "What a powerful sweat medicine! It seems to be fiercer than the one I ate last time on the Cross Slope. I almost couldn't wake up." He suddenly smiled at the landlady and said, "Do you still have this medicine?" The landlady turned blue and said, "You.." You still want it? Hsiao Shao-ying nodded and said, "I like to drink wine with sweat medicine in it. How much do you have? I want it all." The landlady suddenly turned and tried to escape downstairs. It was a pity that as soon as she turned around, Hsiao Shao-ying stood in front of her with a smile and said, "I told you you couldn't leave.". o The proprietress chuckled and said, "For.." Why "You haven't slept with me yet," said Hsiao Shao-ying. "How can you go?" The landlady stared at him, one eye gradually narrowed, and the corners of her mouth gradually showed a charming smile. "There's a bed downstairs," she said softly. "Let's go together." Xiao Shaoying laughed and suddenly grabbed her waist and pulled her whole body up. But instead of going downstairs, he went up to the man in gray. The man in gray looked at him coldly, his face still completely expressionless. Hsiao Shao-ying also glanced at him and said, "You really don't seem to recognize me." "Yes," said the man in gray. "But you saved me when others were trying to kill me," said Hsiao Shao-ying. "Yes," said the man in gray. "I should have thanked you, but I know people like you don't like to hear the word thank." "Yes," said the man in gray. Hsiao Shao-ying looked at the water in his glass and said, "You never drink?" "Sometimes, too," said the man in gray. "When will you drink it?" Asked Hsiao Shao-ying. The man in gray replied, "When you have friends." "Will you drink now?" Asked Hsiao Shao-ying. "Drink," said the man in gray. Hsiao Shao-ying laughed again and suddenly threw the landlady far away, as if she had dropped a broken sack. "Don't you want this woman to sleep with you?" Asked the man in gray. Hsiao Shao-ying laughed and said, "If I have a friend, I can give up my life. Why do I need a woman?" The night is cool as water, but beautiful as wine. Looking up on the roof, the moon was in the sky and the stars were all over the sky, as if they could be picked up as soon as they reached out. Pick it to go with the wine. "Hsiao Shao-ying and the man in gray, each holding a jar of wine, sat on the roof under the stars." If you want to drink, go somewhere else to drink. "Why change places?" "Not all the damned people in this place are dead yet." "Where do you like to drink?" "On the roof." Hsiao Shao-ying laughed and said, "Good,silk olive tree, very good." "Have you been drinking on the roof, too?" Asked the man in gray. "I drank it all in the coffin," said Hsiao Shao-ying. The face of the man in gray also showed a smile: "The coffin is really a good place to drink." "Do you want to try?" "Think." "How about drinking half a jar on the roof first and then in the coffin?" 。 hacartificialtree.com

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