Killer in the Coffin

The sloppy pervert revealed a rare serious expression on his face. He sharply glanced at the old man in the corner. He knew where the danger that suddenly appeared in everyone's hearts came from. It was that mysterious old man.

The old man's gaze was as sharp as knives as it locked onto the person who spoke so viciously. That person's face paled, and his face, which was still smiling, began to twitch unnaturally.

"You must have felt the old man's strength. This is what I told you before — Force, it's not something that your killing techniques can compare with!" The pervert looked at the old man with a serious expression, secretly teaching Wei Yi.

Wei Yi's main body consciousness also had a solemn expression. He thought about the prisoners in Nong Shi Qiang's villa. If she wasn't sealed, his strength would definitely not be any weaker than this old man.

"It seems that I have to ask that woman for advice when I have time in the future."

Wei Yi muttered to himself as he began to yearn for Chinese martial arts. It was as if he was looking at a door beckoning to him from another magical world, and the people inside were not kind people.

The pervert could now determine the old man's identity. That old man definitely came from Hua Xia and had some sort of relationship with the royal family or the military. Only those people would want to kill him after hearing his words.

"Tell me, what would happen if I killed that fellow later?" The pervert secretly whispered to Wei Yi, looking back at Tom and the others with a sullen expression.

It is not Wei Yi, there is no so-called country in the concept of Wei Yi, absolutely will not be angered by these words.

However, the pervert was different. He firmly believed that he came from Hua Xia, so he had a strong sense of national consciousness. Hearing his friend Tom say this, the demonic nature in his heart was immediately aroused.

"Give me back the initiative." Wei Yi sighed softly. The gambling match was already coming to an end. It was time for him to clean up the mess.

The light in the pervert's eyes flickered as he thought for a moment. Then, he said, "Are you afraid that I won't be able to control my own demonic attribute?"

"I promise you …" I will kill that person, but I will not let him die here. " He could already feel that the thoughts of the pervert was starting to get out of control. This really wasn't a good thing.

The pervert took a deep breath and realized that he was in a terrible state. He immediately focused his attention on the mysterious old man and looked again, his eyes emitting a faint red light.

"Hey!"

The pervert only glanced at the old man before the old man immediately turned to look at Wei Yi curiously. He retracted the 'momentum' he created out of anger, and the stifling feeling in the hearts of everyone present immediately disappeared.

"There is something good about my current state. At the very least, I can use my suppressed devil powers to scare that mysterious old man." The pervert responded to Wei Yi with a grin, in response to the mysterious old man's curiosity.

The old man chuckled and drank his wine with a puzzled expression, as if what had just happened had nothing to do with him.

All the thoughts and thoughts of the pervert and Wei Yi's conversation happened in an instant. Other than the person who said those harsh words and Wei Yi, no one knew that in that split-second, the hall was almost filled with a slaughter.

"What kind of leek are you? If you lose, can you call yourself a dog on behalf of us, England?" Although Nong Xuejia was an Englishman, she still had a Chinese blood in her body and could not bear to see others insult her Chinese blood. She threw her glass of wine at Tom's friend and said angrily, "You are f * cking trying to improve your own background, don't use everyone as a foil!"

"Exactly, who wins and who loses isn't certain. Just now, there was someone more arrogant than you, and he almost kneeled down and begged for mercy. Don't go looking for trouble!" Julian. Grayson agreed.

"Ai, I'll just give you the rest of the matter. It's a pity that I can't see the ending."

While Julian and Nong Xuejia were swearing at Tom's partner, Wei Yi had already completed his identity sparring with the pervert and was suppressing the dizziness he felt when his consciousness returned to his body.

The pervert was a bit disappointed. He had to return to the seal before he saw the outcome, and this time, he had to quickly enter a state of sealed self-consciousness. Otherwise, if he was provoked again, he might really go berserk.

Today, it had appeared too often, and Wei Yi had suffered heavy injuries. Both he and it were on the verge of a dangerous berserk mode, so one of them had to immediately fall asleep.

Tom's friend was scared stiff by the old man's' momentum 'and was awakened by Nong Xue Jia's glass of wine. He looked around and then looked at Nong Xue Jia and angrily said, "Nong Xue Jia, don't f * cking think I'm afraid of your Wei Ke family daring to pour wine on me …"

"Why wouldn't I dare? I still want to hit you!" Nong Xuejia grabbed a bottle of red wine, looking ready to smash him to death.

"Don't think that I'm afraid of you if you keep your mouth shut!" Tom's partner quickly got up and ran to the back of Tom's bodyguard. He pretended to be calm and contend with Nong Xuejia, "Am I wrong? If your cousin wins, I'll kneel on the ground and call him grandpa three times!"

The man also realized that he had gone too far with his words, but since he had already said them, he could only cover it up with more vicious words and place the bet on Tom.

Tom smiled coldly at the crowd. He didn't think that his companion had gone overboard. He looked complacently at Wei Yi, who had his head lowered, thinking that Wei Yi was too scared to see anyone.

"Wei Yi, what happened to you?" Julian. Grayson was the first to notice that something was wrong with Wayne. He grabbed his arm and shook it.

"Ya!"

Julian. Grayson exclaimed. She had just touched Wei Yi, who was in a state of confusion, when he grabbed her by the small hand and instinctively nearly threw her out. Luckily, Wei Yi managed to react and pulled her back to him.

"Sorry, I... "It's fine." Wei Yiqiang pretended to smile, but there was coldness in his eyes. In the end, he couldn't make his smile look so natural every time like a pervert.

"Really? Is there some kind of nerve that's gone crazy again? " Nong Xuejia also realized that Wei Yi was abnormal and seemed to have returned to his cold nature, because she had been deeply impressed by Wei Yijie's actions. She was quite lucky that her best friend was not thrown away.

Wei Yi smiled lightly and let go of Julian. Grayson's small hands, suppressing physical and mental discomfort, rose from the table.

"Clang!"

Wei Yi had just stood up when his legs gave way and he almost fell to the ground.

"Wei Yi!" Julian. Grayson and Nong Xue Jia reached out and grabbed Wei Yi's arm almost at the same time.

"I'm fine."

Wei Yi smiled bitterly, cursing the pervert a hundred times in his heart.

This fellow drank so much that it didn't feel anything, but when Wei who didn't drink alcohol stood up, it felt something. Different souls controlled the same body, so the gap between the senses was really not ordinary — it was extremely large!

"Haha, you must have been scared to the point that your legs went limp. You actually have such a day?" Tom looked complacently at Wei Yi, his heart overjoyed.

"Sigh, the term 'sick man from East Asia' seems to be rather compatible with him. He is already scared to this extent before even losing. What a useless person."

"So much money for wine and wine, I guess he can't afford to lose it!"

The surrounding people were gloating with a look of joy, as if Wei Yiyi would lose for sure.