I use Yiyou to attack NPCs in the infinite world

Chapter 369 Kill him

The blade of the sword, which was about 2 inches wide, was swept by Wan'an heavily, and the fat man's face was slapped heavily, making him turn around in a circle, with stars in his eyes.

Covering his face and stepping back, he was also angry, gritted his yellow teeth, glared at Wan An ferociously, and cursed: "Don't be shameless, you bitch, it's your luck that I see you."

[TMD beat him to death——]

The Yiyou system roared in Wan'an's mind.

Without the reminder from the Yiyou system, Wan'an was also disgusted.

Carrying the sword, she chased after the fat man and slapped him on the face, looking at the gap where he raised his hand to block, and then kicked him a few times.

"Someone has been beaten, domestic violence has occurred, help—" The fat man couldn't dodge in time, his whole body hurt from being kicked by Wan An, he simply shouted at the top of his throat in the narrow corridor.

He has been staring at room 332 for two days. This woman has never come out since she moved in, and no one came to find her in the middle.

He was very fortunate that this was a woman who was alone, so he also sneaked to her door tonight.

Under the shouts of the fat man, there was the sound of wooden boards moving. There are dozens of cubicles in a row, and there are always a few who push away the wooden boards, stick their heads out, and look here.

The electric lights hanging above the corridor also shone dimly at this moment.

The obese man raised his face that was red and swollen on both sides, and carefully looked up at Wan An. When he saw her appearance, his eyes could not help but be filled with amazement.

He raised his arms to protect his head, and noticed that there were a few people who opened the door to watch the excitement behind him, so he backed away while shouting.

Shouted: "You mother-in-law, don't you think I'm incompetent? Everyone is a refugee in the city. It's fine to have a small cubicle to live in. The two of us are crowded, and you want to dislike it, but it's not that we haven't been squeezed. "

"The young couple are fighting." Behind the corridor, a man watching the scene grinned.

He was cross-legged at the end of the bed, clasped his feet, looked outside with a smile, raised his finger and pointed: "It's a family, so don't make trouble at night, isn't there a saying that bedside fights with each other.

What's the matter, you close the door and say, that woman, I advise you not to disturb everyone's rest, and go in with your man quickly. "

"Blind, stinky, stupid, living is also a kind of trouble, I advise you to end up with yourself." Wan An looked coldly at the weed-grown yellow-haired man who interrupted.

"You fucking dare to scold me?" The yellow-haired man was furious.

"Looks like I have to add another problem of deafness. It's hopeless. Go to hell." Wan An looked at the yellow-haired man from a distance, showing a provocative smile.

Noticing that the fat man was about to get up, he raised his sword and slapped him heavily on the forehead: "You like to spread rumors, don't you, you think you are invincible with a stinky mouth."

The fat man hurriedly covered his head, seeing Wan'an's huge sword was about to slap his own head, and seeing someone coming behind Wan'an, he quickly shouted: "Brigade Commander, Brigadier Commander, someone is blatantly committing murder here, quickly call the executor for me!" Come here."

"Stop." A male voice came from behind, but it didn't stop Wan An from slapping the fat man with his sword.

"In my youth hostel, fighting is not allowed." Shao Lai stood behind: "What's the matter with you?"

"He made rumors about me." Wan An turned around against the sword, and looked at Shao Lai with calm eyes.

He was a sturdy young man with beards.

The strong muscles collapsed in pieces through the blue cloth worn on the body.

Shao Lai stared at Wan An, when he saw her clean attire, and her pale and tender complexion that obviously did not belong to the R area.

Narrowing her eyes, she tilted her head to look at the fat man: "She said you were making rumors about him, what about you, what do you want to say?"

(End of this chapter)