You Cannot Afford To Offend My Woman

“Master, are you trespassing?” The Death Mage says the trespassing is promising and profitable.

“No, just sit down. ”

“Master, don't you have to kill?” Death magicians are disappointed. Why can't they take the task of killing people these days?

“Do it yourself, the car is waiting outside, buy a mask later, don't be scared.” Wei often said.

The Death Mage looked a little embarrassed: "My lord, my men have no money left. ”

Wei Changzheng sighed heavily, took out his wallet, the death magician's eyes flashed with red light, the master must be very rich, but said that he had no money, it felt so embarrassing.

Looking at the money in his wallet, Wei Chang couldn't help but wrinkle his eyebrows, two 1 yuan coins, one 50, and one 10 yuan, for a total of 62 yuan. The cost of paying his girlfriend is huge, and I'm sorry to ask for money from His Highness. I'll borrow some money from Rift Bone some other day. His women are all big stars, I don't think they need money.

Wei Chang pained to take out a 10 yuan. After watching the movie tonight, there is a night snack. The 52 yuan should be about it.

Watching the master take out a soft 10 bucks, the Death Mage suddenly has a strange feeling, the master is having such a miserable time... I can't bear to take the 10 bucks.

“What are you waiting for? Get to work!” Wei Chang hurried, quietly collecting another 10 yuan, forgot to take a taxi back to Tang.

The Death Mage was just about to reach for it. I didn't expect the master to put it away again. It feels awkward...

It turns out the owner is so picky.

Out of the toilet, the Death Master lowered his head and went through the clear, while grabbing a clown mask at the table. In other people's eyes, he thought it was a role play. The sickle was real.

Master Jiu was curious who Wei would often call. It was too much TMD curiosity. There was such magic in this clear house. He didn't know it was a tiger cave. A little bit of understanding would create infinite curiosity. (Thoroughly understand, it's all weird.

Take out a Cuban cigar, put it under your nose and smell it. Cut off one of your heads. The little brother in front instantly caught fire and the young man had a future.

Just as Master Jiu swallowed the clouds and spewed mist, he walked out of the shadow. He was wrapped in a black robe with a clown mask on his face.

Looking at the clothes like this, Master Jiu fooled around with the cigar and forgot to open the door.

This is probably the black robe of the Great War Xiaoyi!!!

That Wei often called such a fierce figure, how did he do it? This is horrible, don't sit next to me, don't... don't...

However, fearful of anything, the Death Master himself opened the door, the sickle in his hand was stabbed, the roof was cut out of a mouth, and the sickle with the cold light was stabbed on the cigar of Master Nine, one knife and half.

A Rolls-Royce phantom was cut to pieces.

The Death Mage retreated again, and suddenly a thrill sounded in Master Nine's ear. He looked up and looked at the rear panoramic skylight.

Turn the sickle of death into a crutch, so that it can sit steadily in. Master Jiu sat reflexively on the other side. What should we say now? Others are the depressed characters of the war, what should we do, wait online... please.

In the car, the Death Mage was thinking of something else. Didn't his assassin go on a business trip? I'm sure that Dragon Pride should be a wealthy man to knock on the stick after work tonight.

Dragon's arrogance, which is cultivating hard, felt a cold wind, trembling for a moment.

“Master Jiu, shall we go?” The driver in front asked in awe.

“Go... go..."

With the natural wind blowing, Master Jiu was very naughty. Since meeting the boss, he felt like he was no longer like himself.

“What is your name? ”

“Boo-hoo...”

Royal translation: "Idiot. ”

Hearing a strange voice from the black robe, Master Nine's vest was cold.

“Good Cuban cigar, Your Excellency. Would you like one?” Master Jiu asked nervously, his hands were trembling.

The Death Mage nodded.

Master Jiu is relieved. As long as the other party will accept it, he can rest assured that he will personally cut the cigar and hand it to the black robe.

Wait!!! That hand!!! The fur is white!!!

When I saw the black robe take the mask off, the Ninth Master's eyeballs were about to pop out, this TMD is not human! A skeleton!!!

I'm sitting next to a skull! What should we do? Wait online...

Master Jiu took out the golden lighter and set his hands on fire. He was just trembling very hard.

Death magician took a deep breath, it felt good, it tasted good.

But Master Jiu was not calm. The black robe was smoking all over his body. I didn't know he thought the car was on fire.

Can you not smoke, suck it down, it's full of skeletons, drinking beer leaks.

“Psst...”

Royal translation: “I want all that. ”

Master Jiu doesn't understand what this black robe is talking about, but his fingers are missing the cigar box. If Master Jiu doesn't know what this means, then he's in vain.

“I have plenty more here if you like.” Master Jiu decided to hold the leg of the black robe. The boss was too cold to talk, and so was Wei Chang.

This black robe is different because it has needs.

The Death Mage reached out his hand and patted Master Nine on his shoulder.

“Psst. ”

Royal translation: “Nice kid. ”

Master Jiu smiled very strongly and looked at the skeleton hand on his shoulder. The whole person was bad, as if his body had been emptied.

I saw the Death Magician take out the Apple X and a power bank.

Open the game interface, tap to recharge, and place it in front of Master Nine.

Master Jiu was nervous and asked, “Do you need to recharge? ”

“Psst. ”

Royal Translation: "Stupid humans, aren't you bullshit! ”

“Is 100 enough? ”

Another pickpocket.

The Death Magician ordered a 648.

Master Nine secondarily understands: “Sir, let's add a WeChat and I'll transfer it to you immediately. ”

Looking at Blackrobe WeChat's avatar, Master Nine is speechless, what a lovely cartoon version of the skull, it's not the same thing on your face.

The Death Magician was pleased to see the other person call 1,000 yuan, and this human being was a little eye-catching.

Biu, Biu, BiuBiuBiu.

Master Jiu has never seen a man who can fight a fish so seriously. No, Skull!

Especially a master like that who plays such a childish game!

It's like ruining three views.

The Rolls-Royce phantom, with its roof open, drove out of the city with smoke, and the scene was a little strange.

There is a wine estate on the western outskirts of Long 'an City, and the owner here is of course Master Nine.

The Ninth Master is almost the host, and all the forces are well arranged to do their best to make the landowner's friendship.

But Master Jiu is not very happy, those Sect eyes are up in the sky, too bad.