Devil's girlfriend of the last days

Inside the hall.

The voice of the white coat just fell.

A dozen people stood up and looked at Fang Mo with a sneer.

Faint blood?

What a joke!

Are there any faint blood these days?

Even if there is, it is probably dead long ago.

Those who can say such things are probably coming to make trouble.

Don't say it.

Sometimes their random associations can actually be connected.

Fang Mo came here to make trouble.

"Can you go out, you mean, if I go out here and come back in, I don't need to draw blood?" He spoke innocently, like a kid who just entered society.

The white coat laughed and waved his hand: "Pull this idiot over, and let him in after the blood is drawn."

At this time, he didn't doubt it.

More than a dozen big men, just relying on Fang Mo's size and body...

Gee tee.

It is estimated to be completely broken into pieces.

"Huh? What are you going to do? Didn't I just say that I can go out without drawing blood?" Fang Mo shook his head, unhappily freed from the shackles of the two people, and then walked out: "Come, let me see Who dares to stop me."

The white coat was stunned.

Immediately, his face sank.

No matter how you joke, you must have a degree.

If there is no degree, then it really deserves to die.

So he cast a cold look at those people.

It's just a person, and if you die, you die.

Several big men, under his gaze, all started to walk in front of Fang Mo.

They were not slow, and before Fang Mo stepped out of the room, they stood in a row at the door of the room.

Their expressions are clearly speaking.

People can walk.

Fate, have to stay.

"What kind of gangster logic is this, do you still pay attention to compulsion when drawing someone else's blood? It's too damn improper!" Fang Mo became angry. He stared at the few guys in front of him, his expression turned into anger. Red: "I tell you, if you let me pass now, everything is fine, I will go out and come back again, otherwise..."

"How are you?"

"Hahaha, come here, give my master a punch, I won't fight back."

"Master made you ten punches!"

"Twenty punches!"

Those brawny men didn't have any tension at all, but they seemed to be indifferent, showing their chests.

Fang Mo looked at these guys, shook his head silently, and said, "This is what you said. If I do, don't blame me."

"Come on, give the master a punch."

Some people laughed.

but.

In the next second, their faces became serious.

Fang Mo is joking.

The aura on his body was as if he had been killed out of a sea of ​​blood on the corpse mountain.

At this moment, the faces of the strong men changed.

It becomes ugly.

They looked at each other, as if they were saying, why not let it go?

The white coat didn't notice this scene, he just saw that Fang Mo punched out without surprise.

At this moment, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "If it's just like this...hiss!"

The sneer before it covered his cheeks, it turned into the deepest mockery.

Two of the brawny men who had just stood in front of Fang Mo were smashed by a punch.

It's really broken.

Broken on the spot.

hiss!

The sound of pumping was constant, as if to absorb all the air in the entire space.

"I'm leaving now."

Fang Mo smiled and turned his head, waved his hand, and walked out directly. When he got outside, he also saw the guy who asked him to take medicine. He smiled and said, "Brother, what kind of medicine was that just now? It's delicious, give me another one."

"Oh, huh?" The leader's cousin first handed out the medicine, then the next moment his face was dumbfounded: "Delicious?!"

"Yes, it's delicious, don't you know?" Fang Mo grinned, then, as if thinking of something, he grabbed the guy's mouth, broke it forcibly, threw it into his mouth, and asked Said: "Is it delicious?"

"vomit!"

"Cough cough cough!"

"You, you, ah!"

The man was shocked.

Others didn't know, he knew that this medicine was not for himself at all.

As long as they are eaten, from then on, they can only embark on a terrible path.

Become inhuman, ghost, corpse or demon.

Although there is still a certain amount of spiritual wisdom, it is no longer different from ordinary people.

"Cut, when you gave it to me, I had delicious food." Fang Mo waved his hand as if he was extremely disdainful, and then he walked back again.

When he walked to the door, he looked at the feces and urine under the feet of several people, covered his mouth, and said with the urn: "Wow, you guys are not authentic like this? Are you shit here, is there anyone who cares!"

No one spoke.

The strong men only dared to look at Fang Mo with their eyes, and did not dare to stop in front of him.

The next moment, Fang Mo walked in. Looking at the sluggish white coat, he walked directly in front of the opponent, shook his palm and said, "Hey, I went out and came back again, right? The blood was drawn? I said, I will faint blood."

"You fucking faint, those two people..." The white coat started subconsciously, but then they shivered.

too frightening.

This person is completely impossible to provoke.

Whoever provokes, just wait to die.

"Oh, do you mean them?" Fang Mo sighed helplessly, pointed to his arm, and said in fear: "What I said is that I fainted my blood. As for other people, I can still see. A little bit. Born in the last days, I have nothing to do, what do you think?"

"Well, can I go up now?"

He asked again, seeing the white coat just shaking and not talking at all, he patted the other person on the shoulder: "Don't be afraid, I am not a devil. I said that I am afraid of drawing blood. I am not afraid of anything else. You work here obediently, even if I joined."

After speaking, he patted his butt and walked directly up the stairs.

On both sides of the stairs, there were also two strong men standing. They were supposed to stop Fang Mo, but they took a step back at the same time to make the stairs easier.

"Good job, no wonder you stay here to watch the door. People with vision can open it anywhere." Fang Mo said lightly, and walked up with his hands behind his back.

Wait for him to leave.

I don't know how long it took before everyone recovered from a strange atmosphere.

They were all frightened.

The punch just now was much scarier than anyone they knew.

"Where's that person? Did I care about him? I just got the medicine!" The people outside finally ran in. Seeing that he couldn't get it out, he could only come in and ask his cousin for help. Who knows, As soon as he came, he saw people like time stopped, and he asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with you?"

"Forget it, tell me where he went, just the guy who is a little handsome but not as handsome as I am." He also described it.

The white coat pointed to the stairs.

"Did you draw the blood? Just put it on, turn back to my cousin for trouble, I don't care!" The cousin sneered and walked up wildly.