Crossing to the Future, it’s Not Easy to Be a Man

1447: Not interested.

"You are not as good as that person?" The person in charge calmed down and said indifferently, "Give you, give him the same, and have no interest in our order."

"Of course it is best to leave good things for yourself, but you must stay if you don't have the ability ... It's a disaster, not a blessing." Ling Lan stood up, walked over to the person in charge, and patted heavily on his shoulder , "When all these people in your eleventh district are dead and cut off the inheritance, do you think the term aboriginal still exists after a few decades?"

The face of the person in charge suddenly changed.

"For an uncertain future, I would rather ruin the future of the disordered aborigines, you are a little silly ..." Ling Lan leaned over, looked at the person in charge with a smile, ridiculed.

The face of the person in charge was even more ugly, the corners of his mouth moved, and he wanted to say something but he didn't know what to say.

Halfway through, the responsible person stabilized himself and asked, "Tell you, can you let us go?"

Knowing that there was no room for choice, the person in charge began to look for opportunities for them to survive.

Ling Lan shook her head and smiled: "You are too naive. Whether you say it or not, the end of you people is the same. However, I promise you will not kill civilians in the 11th district. Also, you tell this secret, maybe There is a possibility that we will kill each other. You, death, may also be more valuable. "

"Hahaha ..." The person in charge suddenly laughed and laughed, then stared at Ling Lan fiercely, said coldly: "Since it's all dead, I tell you that you are a fool."

"Anyway, that way, I don't have to tear my face with him, and it's good to continue to be my owner." Ling Lan's face didn't matter.

The person in charge stared at Ling Lan in this way, trying to find a little hesitation and hesitation in her face, but she saw what she saw, but instead she became more convinced that this was Ling Lan's real thought.

The belief supported by the person in charge collapsed, and the whole person leaned weakly against the back of the chair.

"You won!" The person in charge smiled bitterly.

His right hand suddenly pulled out a dagger from his waist and slammed it into his left shoulder.

Blood burst forth, and his partner could not help screaming.

The three of Ling Lan looked at the person in charge indifferently, unmoved.

The person in charge sighed in the heart that the disordered aborigines were stronger and much more powerful than the average person, but these people from outside were not considered human at all and were a group of perverts.

The person in charge sighed in his heart, but the movement in his hand did not stop at all.

I saw him cut the flesh of his shoulders directly, exposing his shoulder bones, only to discover that some of his shoulder bones were actually made of metal.

Due to the excellent control of his own muscles, the person in charge did not shed any blood despite this.

He bit and pressed, and the tip of the dagger pressed hard on a position of the metal shoulder bone, where the metal suddenly opened, revealing a black hole.

The tip of the dagger pointed at the black hole, and a black object bounced out of it and flew towards Linglan suddenly.

Numerous silver filaments suddenly appeared in front of Ling Lan, quickly weaving into a net, and directly surrounding the black object.

The person in charge resisted the severe pain and gasped: "All you want is inside. As for whether you can decipher it, it depends on your ability."

Ling Lan seriously looked at the black objects suspended in front of her eyes in the silver wire mesh, and seemed to be thinking about something.

"I hope you will do what you want, let go of the civilians in our eleventh district. As for us, if you want to kill you, you have to scrape casually." The person in charge smiled bitterly.

"This thing, he also has a right?" Ling Lan asked.

The eyes of the person in charge shrank suddenly and looked at Ling Lan's eyes, which was extremely complicated.

"This matter is starting to be interesting." Ling Lan stood up, with a trace of helplessness between her eyebrows and a surprise that was almost invisible.

"I can finally go back, but take a good rest this time." Ling Lan turned and walked to the door without looking back.

Luo Lang Zhao Jun followed.

The person in charge looked at the backs of the three in amazement. When the three of them were going out of the door, they finally couldn't help but asked, "You guys, don't you kill me?"

"No interest. As for whether the eleventh district can survive, it is your business, not me."

There was no figure in front of me, but in the ear of the person in charge, there was a cold voice from Ling Lan ...

The words are very cold and ruthless, but they all give birth to a ... thank you?

Let ’s start with a chapter. At night, see if there is a time code word. My goal now is to keep changing.Feeling fallen ...