Grim Reaper Red Packet

Chapter 37
The foot-picking man graciously went over to open the car door, pointed at Wei Wuji, and said harshly, "Brother Meimei, that bastard!"

A person got out of the car, dressed in red, wearing a bright red hat to look cool, with sunglasses covering his eyes, leaned his head on the car, put his left hand in his trouser pocket, and made a gesture of holding a gun with his right.

The level of pretentiousness of Huameijing is so impressive!

Wei Wuji looked amused, but soon he couldn't laugh.

The rear window of the car slowly opened a crack, a black muzzle aimed at Wei Wuji's forehead, and the chill hit his face.

gun?
This is foul!

But it's good to win, the rules and history are written by the winners.

"Brother Hua, are you going to shoot me?"

When he said this, Wei Wuji didn't look at the beauty of flowers, but stared at the man with the gun in the back seat of the car, his consciousness beating desperately, and an evil force of time gushed out.

The hand of the man holding the gun visibly trembled, and there were clear wrinkles on the smooth and tight skin.

In an instant, the man seemed to be 50 years older.

The man's face was old, his eyes were frightened, and the hand holding the gun was hanging down weakly.

Wei Wuji smiled slightly, but did not take away the man's lifespan. The man immediately returned to normal, but he was frightened out of his wits and fainted.

Monster, absolute monster!

When Hua Meijing heard Wei Wuji's voice, she looked up, and immediately took off her sunglasses, and saw that it was indeed Wei Wuji. Damn, she cursed inwardly, but she stepped forward with a smile, and asked, "Why is Brother Wei here?"

Wei Wuji smiled all over his face, and sighed: "Brother Hua's little brother wants to ruin my family, if I'm not here, where else can I be?"

"Bastard!"

Hua Meimei quickly turned around, looking coldly at the foot-picking man, who was so frightened that the foot-picking man backed up three steps. At a glance, he knew that Hua Meimei had an unusual relationship with Wei Wuji, and his mood was like a dog.

Hua Meimei's mood changed quickly, and she smiled and put her arms around the shoulders of the big man, and said softly, "Get in the car, we will find you a grave together."

"Brother Meimei, I was wrong, please forgive me, I deserve to die..."

When the foot-picking man heard this, he fell to his knees in fright, pleading and slapping himself hard.

Hua Meijing smiled and said, "It's good to know that I deserve to die."

Wei Wuji frowned, and said, "Brother Hua, I gave him 50 yuan just to beat him up, so there's no need to find a grave, right?"

"It's okay, people will die sooner or later anyway, so don't worry if you find the grave as soon as possible!"

Hua Meijing didn't even look at the big guy who picked his feet, but instead asked, "Brother Wei, if you have time, how about going for a drink together?"

"Oops! I almost missed the point!"

Just as the No. 1 bus came over, Wei Wuji hurried into the bus, turned around and said, "Brother Hua, after your little brother turns white, brother will definitely have a drink with you!"

Hua Meimei heard the deep meaning in Wei Wuji's words, looked at the bus going away, couldn't help shaking her head and smiled wryly, it seems that if you want to make true friends, you have to follow the right path!
Seeing Wei Wuji several times, I feel that the chilling coercion on Wei Wuji has been getting stronger.

Wei Wuji, whose surname is Wei, is it really the Wei family?

When Hua Meijing thought of this, a cunning flashed in her eyes.

No. 1 bus terminal, Golden Buddha Square.

Wei Wuji jumped off the bus, walked through the crowded square, and came to the bank of the Jinhe River. At a glance, the Jinhe River was like flowing gold, with a charming color.

The reeds on both sides of the bank are green and green, and the wild ducks are croaking in the bushes.

There was a piece of reed on one side, which was crooked and crooked. It was obvious that someone had just fought here.

Damn, could it be that those three people got there first?

Seeing no one around, Wei Wuji climbed over the guardrail, jumped into the reeds from the four-meter-high stone platform, and burrowed into the cluttered reeds.

In that place, there was a person lying there, with a steel nail stuck between his eyebrows, with blood running down his face, he had died long ago.

That man is not a mosquito.

It should be one of the three people Xia Zhongru mentioned.

To be eligible to participate in the task of recruiting new members from the Red List, the strength of these three people is definitely not weak, but Mosquito is worthy of being an expert in hidden weapons, and can kill masters with steel nails.

Following the footprints in the reeds, Wei Wuji soon found the second body, a slightly fat middle-aged man, who also had a trick in his eyebrows, but the hidden weapon was not a steel nail, but a small piece of glass shards.

Shooting masters with glass shards?

Thinking of Mr. Xia's instructions, the mosquito's hidden weapon technique is so perfect that within ten steps, he can kill by picking leaves.

Wei Wuji wiped off his cold sweat, and continued to grope along the footprints.

"Damn it, it missed, no wonder it didn't die!"

Suddenly there was a rough curse in front of him, Wei Wuji gently pushed aside the reeds, and saw not far away, a strong man with a bare upper body facing him, with a terrifying bloody mosquito tattooed on his back.

Mosquito!

Both of Mosquito's arms were bleeding. Even though he had beheaded two people, he was also injured, but the injury was not serious. He is indeed a master of the black list.

At this moment, the mosquito was riding on one person, broke off a dry reed with his right hand, and said with a sinister smile: "Boy, you are lucky, you are the first to be stabbed to death by me at such a close distance."

It's a bit late, but it's not too late.

Wei Wuji immediately took out the golden fishing rod from the treasure chest, threw the hook into the water, muttered silently, and swished, the half reed in the mosquito's hand came to his side.

"Who?"

The mosquito was shocked and turned around quickly, but there was no one behind him.

To be able to snatch the hidden weapon from his hand, the skill of the comer can be called elusive.

Mosquito got up, and his ears moved slightly, even if it was a mosquito-like sound, it couldn't escape his ear, which is also the origin of his nickname "Mosquito".

Lying on the ground was a young man, fair-looking, younger than Wei Wuji, with a clear bloodstain on his forehead, it was obvious that when the hidden weapon came, he turned his head and almost dodged it, so he was not killed by the blow.

Mosquito took out an embroidery needle from his trouser pocket, laughed and said, "My dear, don't hide it, come out and play!"

Embroidery needles?
East is undefeated?

Yue Buqun?
The hidden weapon used by this mosquito is so fucking weird!

But no matter what you use, just catch it all.

When the embroidery needle in the hand disappeared, the mosquito could no longer laugh.

It can be said that the reed was taken away just now, but now...

It turned out that the hidden weapon was hidden in the trouser pocket, so he fished the trousers away.

Swish, the mosquito is only wearing a pair of big underpants.

The expression on the mosquito's face was uglier than death, and there were beads of sweat dripping non-stop.

Frightened, Mosquito probed into the underpants and found a large number of embroidery needles.

Damn, there are embroidery needles hidden in the trousers, so I'm not afraid of pricking my baby!
I fish, I fish, I fish again!
Wei Wuji fished indiscriminately, not only caught the embroidery needles in the mosquito's hand, but also caught the mosquito's panties. He turned his head and saw that there was a small pocket sewn inside the trousers, which was full of embroidery. Needle.

The mosquito was naked, his face was terrified, and the incomparable chill penetrated into his body from every pore like a ghost in daylight.

Wei Wuji put away his fishing rod, jumped out from the reed suddenly, and hit the mosquito with his fist like raindrops.

(End of this chapter)