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

1468: Owner!

In Huang Dian, Han Jijun and Li Shiyu couldn't hide their nervousness and stared at the gate.

"What are you shaking?" Han Jijun was disgusted.

"Don't you shake?" Li Shiyu snorted coldly, diametrically opposed.

Han Jijun sneered: "Don't pretend? Ling Tian's most gentle and talkative doctor Li Jun, eh?"

"Oh, the military division who never wastes a word is a tuberculosis?" Li Shiyu said rudely.

Suddenly, the two men stopped again, and the whole hall was restored to condensation.

"Sorry, my mind is out of balance." After a few minutes of silence, Han Jijun finally spoke.

"I'm nervous too." Li Shiyu exhaled heavily, as if to spit out the pressure in his heart.

"I finally know where my previous calmness came from. Unexpectedly, I only let me see myself today ... I really can't compare with Li Lanfeng." Han Jijun showed a trace of loss in his eyes, chasing for so long, it was only then. When he discovered his true self, it turned out that he was a useless person. In the end, he could only come to this unfavorable place instead of the three auxiliary halls closest to the main palace.

Li Shiyu frowned: "What do you want?"

"Maybe I am a redundant person. From the beginning, I was redundant." Han Jijun saw more losses. "If it was not Xie Yi who sacrificed, it would be me. Xie Yi could be able to help Qilong. They are busy ... and not as useless as I am. "

Han Jijun seems to be quiet in his own world, and his frustration is getting stronger and stronger.

"Han Jijun, Han Jijun ..." Li Shiyu roared, but no matter how loud his voice was, he couldn't get into the ear of Han Jijun, who had already formed a boundary.

Li Shiyu acted decisively, flipped his fingers, and a can of calm micro-syringe appeared in his hands. Just when he wanted to pierce Han Jijun, he suddenly felt that he could not move.

"Now, such a fun game, you can't disturb, be good ~" A hoarse voice rang in Li Shiyu's ear, and he saw a gloved hand in front of his eyes, and gently took the syringe from Li Shiyu .

Li Shiyu turned his head hard, and saw a man dressed as a clown, throwing his syringe with a grin.

"This is your handwriting." Li Shiyu said coldly.

Han Jijun has no weakness in his soul. Under the painstaking efforts of the boss over the years, his bearing capacity and toughness must not be underestimated.I won't fall into the negative emotions easily, and I can't extricate myself.

"It's really a smart boy." The clown smiled more joyfully.

"The brand owner!" Li Shiyu knew who he was as long as he saw him. "It is said that the devil who can play with the human mind."

"It seems that you know me very well." The owner smiled.

"I don't know very well, but since the disorder has come, I have to know a little bit about the 13 masters who master the disorder." Li Shiyu said calmly.Now that he knows that he is a card player, even if he is worried about Han Jijun, he can only let go of this worry and focus on dealing with the card player.

Thirteen masters, against other masters, at most pay a small life, and they will die a hundred, only to the card master, will make you worse than life, death will continue to torture to hell.

"You are quite interesting, but there are not too many negative emotions." There was a hint of curiosity in the eyes of the brand owner.His domain ability is to manipulate the negative energy of mankind.As long as it is a person, it has its own negative energy. Once it is caught by him, it will directly break the soul and eventually die better than life.