Here Lies The Wicked

“meow ~”

“meow ~”

“Meow!"

The little titty cat on the floor sounds so nasty, trying to describe how things went,

Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow.

In the end, don't forget to stand up on your hind legs, and the front Java draws a big, big circle that represents a very surprising body language.

After the painting, the kitten restarted her limbs and did not forget to rub her square feet again.

Fang Zheng nodded the whole time, if you think about it.

Instead, the two shady, dry old Southeast Asian men opposite each other were in a desperate state.

Legendary Cat Language Lv8?

“Can you understand what it's saying? ”

I don't know, Fang Zheng two hands: “I don't understand. ”

Two: “…”

First they were foolish, then almost another bite of old blood erupted and threw up blood and died instantly.

This has been two consecutive attempts by them to spit blood in a short period of time, and they have felt two consecutive insults from intelligence and dignity.

When he finished, he squatted down and touched the little cat's head: “But I know that when a child talks to you, learning to listen is the least respect. Even hairy children have their own thoughts and self-esteem. ”

On the ground, the little titty cat meshed a few times under Fang Zheng's head, rubbing the palm of Fang Zheng's hand. At close range, her eyes looked a little afraid looking directly behind her, whimpering in her mouth, then laying on the ground spreading delicate rolling adorable, revealing her belly toward the other side.

The appearance of a belly toward a human being is an expression of the animal's trust or subjugation.

This is a megatron with a strong desire to survive.

Looking at what was supposed to be a cruel cat curse, at this time, there was no shame in lying on the ground, shamefully selling adorable, the opposite two people face incredibly stubborn, breathing cool air, the face was stubbornly stubborn, like half a step into the loess wood stumbling in place.

What the hell is going on here?

Is this still the cruel cat curse they see?

This is an incredible scene.

A time beyond their imagination of brain volume.

How do they understand that the cat curses the intense desire for survival and struggle within this moment?

At this time, after the previous remarks, he glanced at the two dry Southeast Asian old men opposite him, first glancing at the narrow wooden box with the mud in one of them;

Take another glance behind the two men and cut open the tiles, digging out a pit of earth;

Finally, the eyes were left in the room with a few bloody bodies, old and small, and seemed to be a family. When the family's body was seen, the expression on her face gradually became indifferent.

The other two also noticed the correct gaze and facial expression change, these two old foxes who have experienced the wind of life, where is not yet known that this cannot be good today.

“Fight them! ”

“If we don't get out today, they'll never let us live! ”

Holding a narrow wooden box, he remained silent, that is, the old southeast Asian dull old man who had received intelligence to find something to dig here, making a loud drink.

Battle flashes!

But the first one was not Square Square, nor the two Southeast Asian old men across the street, but the little titty cat on the ground!

Ow!

Hairy, dark, inky cat curse with cold vertical eyes and a dangerous howl in her throat.

The right front paw pops up with sharp pointy paws, clicking on the tile floor, and Mars comes up.

In a moment, there was a cat shadow on the wall of the room, it was huge, and the whole room was engulfed by the cat shadow on the wall, ah!

When I screamed, I saw the original owner of the cat curse, the old southeast Asian man with a low voice and a strong blood flow. The flesh on his body seemed instantly cut open by a sharp blade, a piece of flesh rolled up, and died very tragically, as if tortured slowly, without an inch of good flesh from head to foot.

Curse reverse phage.

Instant slaughter.

Not even a little resistance.

Fang Zheng, uh, he didn't sympathize with the old man in Southeast Asia who died of the cat curse, but was somewhat surprised by the huge difference between the front and back of the little titty cat. He sold it to him the moment before, and the next moment he became a violent man.

“Cat cursed! ”

“You're forcing me! I don't even know what's in here. I was going to take ten years! Twenty years to sacrifice this knife to feed my children! You're making me do it! ”

The last remaining southeast Asian old man, with a decisive and harsh face, opened the long, narrow wooden box he had been holding carefully in his hand.

Inside the box is a knife.

For a moment, the temperature dropped sharply in the room, and even if it was as strong as a square body, it still felt sweat rising and the skin felt a slightly different shade of cold.

Yin Qi is heavy.

The resentment is outrageous.

Square face changed.

This is a ghost knife, a thin blade with a wide back and a heavy body. It is actually a complete ghost knife.

Ghost Knife, also known as the Devil's Knife.

And cut off the heads of evil men,

It was contaminated with the outrage of a murderous and vicious criminal.

So in ancient times, it was seen as an unknown blade.

It's a big murder weapon!

I didn't expect to come across a complete head knife here.

The cat curses the two vertical eyes and stares straight at the knife in the wooden box, like encountering some natural enemy, blowing up hair, cat curse and rectification, one cat at a time, almost at the same time to try to stop it.

The next big step on the square foot, rushing off quickly, the original tile left an explosion footprint, trying to grab it, but it's still one step late!

Because everything happened only momentarily, the other party had pulled out the knife.

At this point, the party just arrived.

Voldemort Vajra!

Hand knotted fistprints, full of blood, dyed blood, masculinity like a burning stove bear, three lamps on shoulders and head.

Welcoming him was also a skinny, skinny punch of chicken claws.

Boom!

The place was like a thunderbolt, the air shook... and then I saw a shadow flying back out!

Boom!

The walls of the room collapsed, bursting, crashing down several walls in succession, and people crashed out of the trail outside the house, until then, people stopped the rush.

Fang Zheng!

He's getting punched in the face!

The unexpected came too quickly, felt the cat curse of an external threat, and at the same time blew his hair so hard that the shadow of the cat rose again on the wall of the room.

Fast expansion, bigger,

The cat shadow devoured the whole room and the old southeast Asian with the knife, poof!

Pfft!

In an instant, the body is as late as it is, blinking, a piece of flesh is stripped, the blood flows like a bet, and the face is completely non-existent, if it were to be a living person, it would no longer be viable.

Yet!

Boom!

One knife down!

The earth trembled, the earth burst, blowing up several grind-sized stones, and the foundation of the house could not withstand such great force to destroy and burst!

Collapse into ruins.

In the midst of the smoke and dust, the old man in Southeast Asia carried a ghost knife. He walked out of the dust without any illness. His whole body bled like an injection. Almost all the flesh and blood of his body peeled out of the light. Man was no longer angry, but his anger swelled!

The wind whizzed in the dark path.