After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

Chapter 1187 The head-dropping master

The harsh sound was getting closer and closer, and the visitor was very confident. He had no intention of guarding against Feng Yin, and had no tendency to call for help from outsiders.

Feng Yin: Idiot died of self-confidence!
"No matter how similar the face is, the breath is different."

The man was 1.7 meters tall, with cloudy eyes and pale skin, the color of someone who had been soaked in water after death.

Limping towards Feng Yin, the black nails on his pale fingers tried to touch Feng Yin's cheek.

"It's very soundproof in here, right?"

Feng Yin dodged and avoided the man's dark nails.

While dodging, the man saw Feng Yin's face clearly, and deep thought flashed in his eyes. What a resemblance!
"Yeah, it's very soundproof."

The man looked half-smiling, with a pale but unattractive face, which made Feng Yin feel sick.

“Just soundproofing.”

Feng Yin suddenly turned around and smiled brightly at the man who had adapted to the darkness. It was even more beautiful! Midea is different from Shulei!
"It's a pity."

The man felt very good about himself and commented.

Feng Yin rolled his eyes and looked down at the man's legs.

"You are 1.7 meters tall with one foot and 1.6 meters tall with one foot..."

"you wanna die!"

The moment the man heard Feng Yin laughing at his legs and feet, he turned completely black.

The jet-black claws brought up a burst of black energy, and the moves were fierce, heading straight for Feng Yin's life gate!
"I'm lame and don't let anyone tell me!"

Feng Yin dodged, but his words remained unforgiving.

"A cripple who dares not see the light of day is pretending to be a great person!"

"Who do you think you are? You dare to look at me with such disgusting eyes, are you worthy!"

Feng Yin was hiding in various places, but the man was stunned and didn't touch Feng Yin at all.

It didn't matter that he didn't meet him, but he was swayed by Feng Yin's venomous breath.

"you wanna die!"

"Tch! I yelled it twice! It's like you can hit me!" "Ah! Go to hell!"

The man was so arrogant that he had not even thought of calling people outside to come in. Instead, he made unknown gestures with his hands and muttered, as if he was summoning someone.

Feng Yin on the opposite side counted without any hurry: one, two, three, down!
bump!
Before the man cast the spell completely, he fell to the ground like a zombie, unable to even move a finger.

The man's eyes were full of horror and fear. He watched Feng Yin walk to his head, squat down, and take out a pair of pliers from behind with a smile.

"You want to scratch me with your poisoned nails?"

"Hey - you probably don't know me. I'm the most petty person. Things like revenge can't happen overnight."

The man watched in horror as Feng Yin put on the heavy gloves and took the pliers in her hand, clicking them twice with great flexibility.

"Give me a manicure."

The pliers were attached to the black nails, and under Feng Yin's smile, she pulled them out hard!
The man wanted to shout, but unfortunately no sound came out.

Fingers and hearts! The pain can be imagined!

It's a pity that this is just the first one, there are nine more.

"You said you, you have a big move, you have to come up and say harsh words."

"Don't you know that villains die from talking too much! It must be because they don't keep up with the times and don't go online, right?"

"Left behind, behind!"

As the wind chanted, all ten fingernails were pulled out.

The man was sweating, his lips and teeth were trembling, and his eyes were filled with anger and darkness.

"I really don't like these eyes."

After Feng Yin finished speaking, the man closed his eyes.

Scared!

This woman is so scary!
Feng Yin sneered and did not waste any more time.

A little bit of powder fell from Feng Yin's fingertips, and the man found that his mouth could move.