Thunder Martial

Looking at the unwillingness of Purple, Di Wu smiled coldly, “Why, don't you? ”

The fat man in the distance, blinking at the purple, seemed to be telling him never to be impulsive.

“Looks like you really don't see everyone in your eyes, do you really think that knowing a fairy is all you want to do here? ”

Div looked at the purple gaze, getting colder and colder, "From now on, you have to break down sixty-five beasts in order to rest. ”

After that, Divo turned around and left.

The fat man in the distance came and looked at Purple: “Purple, you are too impulsive. In this place, Di Wu is the sky, no one can control him. Even if it was Zhang Jinjing who brought you here last time, you wouldn't dare to make it difficult for Di Wu. ”

“After breaking down sixty before, you can rest. Now it's good, you need five more. ”

Fatty patted Purple's shoulder and gave him a look you asked for, and I couldn't help it.

But when he turned around, he became happy, because in the current situation, Purple would have to get up early tomorrow, maybe they could come together.

Purple had long been expected to be targeted, but I didn't expect that I just frowned, and Di Wu's reaction was so great.

Moreover, a few days later, Zhang Jinjing never came again, and it seems to have abandoned the business.

The knife in Purple's hand is a regional trait, each of which belongs to a soul soldier, and is of a very high grade, even purple speculation, that it may be able to keep up with the black baton that was not promoted.

Fatty's bullshit is still plentiful this day, and the souls of people who come to normal times are still happy and happy.

However, no more deliberate mockery of the purple, as if everyone was waiting for something.

Like fairies coming back?

Once again, Divo stood at the door and watched everyone's work.

At lunchtime, Fatty came to deliver the meal again.

Large operating room with only two people.

The two of them squatted there eating food, and the idle fatty asked again about the fairy of the mountain.

Purple was too lazy to listen, interrupted each other's words, and asked: "Fatty, why are you doing so much work? ”

Fatty chewed the meat and said vaguely: "Because I'm annoyed. ”

Purple looked at Fatty with a strange look.

Fatty quickly swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "Just kidding. Don't be serious. You think this is a very unpleasant job, right? Actually, no, this is what a lot of people want for a broken head, but unfortunately they don't have the ability to do it, and it's mine. ”

When talking about this, Fatty's face deserves it. It's like getting this job. It's a great honor. It's the thorns he earned all the way.

Purple said wholeheartedly: "Your acting is no better than the martial arts, but your face is much thicker than his. ”

“Who is Home Martial Arts?” Fatty asked.

“A friend of mine.” Zixuan said.

Fatty's eyes shined, “So you treat me like a friend too? ”

“When I didn't say. ”

Purple continued to lower his head and eat food. This fat bastard still won't tell the truth. Everyone is still robbing this shitty job. Is everyone blind?

After eating, Purple continued to work, Fatty also went to another corner to deal with the guts of the beasts, which is not a job worth fighting for.

After dinner, everyone left, and Purple continued the unfinished work, Div left an hour later.

Fatty didn't leave either.

Until Purple finished the job in hand, Fatty stood up and left together.

For the next two days, that's the case.

On the way back, Purple looked at Fatty and said, "Dead Fatty, tell me honestly, are you from Di Wu? As long as I don't finish the assignment, you're going to expose me, right? ”

Fatty's face grieved, “How many years have I worked in this job? Does he have the means of a divine prophet who knew Purple would come? ”

“No, if I find you snitching, I'll beat you up. ”

Purple raised his fist, fat man's body, subconscious shaking, and then dodged, as if he had suffered many similar bitterness.

“If someone beats you up in the future, raise your fist and hit back.” Purple loosened his fist.

“But I can't beat them, and they're crowded.” Fatty complained.

Purple eyes, suddenly cold, “Can't beat everyone, then grab the bully, beat to death! ”

Fatty shrunk his neck and said, “There is no fighting here, let alone death fighting, which is the rule. ”

“Roll!”

Waving her sleeves, she gave Fatty a rolling reward and walked toward her room.

When he returned to his room, he continued to refine the Dead Soul Stone.

The energy contained in a Dead Soul Stone is completely beyond purple imagination.

Just as Zi Xin grew more proficient, Di Five said again one morning: "Seventy broke down today. ”

Five more were added and the workload undoubtedly increased again.

This time there was no excuse, because he already had experience and even if his expression changed, Div would deliberately increase the number.

Moreover, the other party will supervise the work, even in the absence of Fatty, which makes Purple wonder whether Fatty will snitch.

75, 80.

The number is still increasing, and more than half a month has elapsed.

Zhang Jinjing had not come, and no one else had come to him. According to Ziwei's estimation, this time of disembarkation seemed too long.

Another few days have passed, and the purple day has been able to break down eighty, much faster than before.

But the next day, Dickie directly increased the number to 100 a day.

This time, he didn't give Zijuan a chance to refuse, and turned around and left.

Leaving Purple alone, the sky is just shining at this moment.

Fatty walked over from the side, this time not laughing at Purple, but pity said: "You are miserable, you break down a hundred a day, it has been years since such a person has appeared. ”

Purple frowned, caught in contemplation, “Is it wrong to predict yourself? After getting off Marvel, there was no lure, they were waiting for their clothes to be soft and sent to the door on their own initiative? ”

At this point, Fatty picked up the purple knife and said, "There seems to be something wrong with your method of decomposition. Try to decompose it this way, see if it can be faster. ”

Zijuan dissolved his mind and looked at Fatty, he could not have taken the initiative to take soft clothes.

Soldiers with generals block water with earth.

The fat man gripped the knife with his right hand and the green muscle appeared above his back, seemingly accumulating strength, "It is said that those outstanding generals existed with a unique method of decomposition, which was extremely fast. Although their current accomplishments had nothing to do with the breakdown of the flesh of the beast, they were also a beautiful conversation. In the case of the current Ten Jie, even the 10th Yao Yao had a record of 150. ”

Fatty looked back at the purple glance and said: “It's 150 people in the normal time period, didn't get up early for overtime, took a normal break at noon, and can even leave early at night. ”

Only Fatty shook his hand gently. The long knife in his hand brought out a ray of light. The knife was inserted across the body into the flesh of the animal, which had been removed from the gut. He shook his hand again, and the whole flesh of the animal flesh fleshed by chance through the knife.

Fatty's expression is rarely serious, like a knife driver who has been drilling knives for many years, and the cold light flashes as he raises his sword.

Knife light touches the flesh of the beast, if divine weapon, one knife is cut.