The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 945 Let's Rob

"No, I don't need it. If you have something to do, you can talk slowly. If we have something to do, we will leave first." Leng Wuyou stood up from behind Jian Jian and the others, with a calm and serious face, but looked carefully But she could see the panic flashing in her eyes, she turned around and was about to leave, when the robbery gangs surrounding them all approached in an instant.

"Hehe, Lord Lingwang, don't go so fast. Speaking of which, the brothers came here because of Lord Lingwang. The main reason is that the brothers have been in a little trouble recently. I want to ask Lord Lingwang for help. I must be as powerful as Lord Lingwang. People who are generous and generous should not refuse." The beautiful words, the wretched old man Fang Ye came as soon as he opened his mouth, but there was deep malice hidden in these words.

At first Master Fang felt a little uneasy when he saw Leng Wuyou's expressionless face, but after seeing the panic in his eyes, he was completely relieved.

Leng Wuyou's eyes flickered, and he exchanged a glance with Mr. Lin. Mr. Lin gestured to her "It's all right", and a slight arc appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Really? I wonder if you want me to help you?" What are you busy with?"

The wretched old man Fang Ye and the others were all immersed in the excitement that they were about to make a fortune, and they didn't even notice the change in the expression on Leng Wuyou's face, and the half-smile in her voice.

Master Fang laughed and made all the brothers show off their weapons. There are all kinds of weapons.

There are those who directly use long sticks as weapons, there are big kitchen knives, there are big hammers, chain balls...

The weapon in the hand of the wretched old man Fang Ye is a machete with a gap. The machete is very big, almost half the length of the wretched old man. Although his machete looks a bit dilapidated, it is actually extremely sharp.

The pitch-black blade with a metallic texture glowed coldly in the sun, and the bloody smell emanating from it made Leng Wuyou know at a glance that this weapon was a knife that had been washed by countless blood .

There is also an invisible faint black evil spirit lingering on it, which gathers and does not disperse.

Except for Leng Wuyou who can feel it, no one can feel it.

"Actually, this task is also very simple. You just need to let us rob you here, take out all the good things on your body, and then let us take your lives. Does the Lord Ling Wang feel very happy?" It's simple." The wretched old man, Mr. Fang, spoke one mouthful of sarcasm from Lord Lingwang, but as long as there is nothing wrong with his ears, he can hear it.

"Yeah, I also think it's very simple." Leng Wuyou nodded seriously, the joke in that tone was completely exposed at this moment.

"Well, we also think it's very simple." The other Nirvana members echoed in unison, and the voice was so uniform.

Such a change directly stunned the robbery gang. The weapons in their hands almost fell to the ground. They frowned with surprise in their eyes.

The wretched old man, Mr. Fang, sensed that something was wrong. They seemed to have fallen into a trap. Damn it, these little bastards shook their fists fiercely.

But he still felt that even if he fell into the pit, so what, as long as the young man was not the spirit king, it would be just a little more difficult for them to deal with, and they could still easily rob them.

Leng Wuyou seemed to be aware of his thoughts, the corners of his mouth smiled deeper, but his eyes were full of coldness, "I'm sorry, I'm really the Spirit King." The genuine kind.

Then the aura on Lu Leng Wuyou's body changed. She was pale and weak like a porcelain doll, but in an instant, she turned into a cold and cruel evil star, um, the kind of good-looking evil star .

The luck in the wretched old man Fang Ye's heart was completely shattered, and there was panic in his eyes.

But soon he forcibly calmed down, because he couldn't be chaotic, and if he was chaotic, they would follow him. He was the leader and the core figure, so he had to keep calm, and he secretly beat his companions. gesture.

mean to run

Run casually, no matter which direction, just run out.

The robbery gang looked at each other, a bright light flashed in their eyes, then turned and ran away.

(End of this chapter)