His elegant and charming eyes stared quietly at Lie Yan for a few seconds.

And then a faint smile...

He walked up to Lie Yan and said with ulterior motives, "A man named Tang Yiling appeared. As for strength? I don't know much about it, but after that battle... I will make a ratio. My success rate in killing you is 30% %, my mortality rate is 5%. My success rate in killing him is..."

Elegant and slender five fingers gently touched his perfect chin.

It seems to be hesitating and weighing! [

After a pause, he said an amazing news, "The success rate is only 0>

Last time, if he hadn't had a woman in his arms as a shield, he might be dealing with Hades now.

Lie Yan frowned.

He didn't think Yaya would lie, nor did he think his metaphor was exaggerating.

A person who can get along until now will never underestimate anyone.

However, using an elegant metaphor, that is to say, is Tang Yiling's strength so terrifying?

Or, is his Lie Yan's strength... so bad?

Elegant continued to chuckle strangely, and said, "This is just my personal evaluation, unrealistic, after all... I haven't really fought against you yet. If someone pays for your life... Cough cough, wait for me and you After you fight, re-evaluate." It seems that he is looking forward to fighting with Lie Yan.

That's murder to the point of numbness...

Or a perverted way to seek excitement.

There are all kinds of heterogeneous, all kinds of perverts in the world.

Some, you can't understand, and you can't guess.

Elegance is one of those people.

What I pursue is the tension between killing and possibly being killed.

in danger

The human spirit must be highly concentrated, and that kind of experience is unprecedented.

Nervous, scared, excited, stimulated...

The more powerful the opponent he meets, the more he will feel an unprecedented pleasure.

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