In This Life, I Only Push Joan of Arc

boom!

The spear shot out, directly piercing Lon's head without any defense, so that he didn't have any time to react.

Only one last thought remained in my mind.

This script after the reunion always feels a little wrong...

55. I'm angry!

boom!

A shot was fired, piercing Lon's head, causing him to fall directly to the ground. Black Joan looked at Lon, who was motionless on the ground, with relief.

"Although I didn't see him begging for mercy in the end, I was very upset, but it really is what I enjoy the most to bury these people with my own hands."

Still with that cruel smile, Joan of Arc jumped down from the dragon, then walked in front of Lon, stepped on his body, and then stretched out his hand and pulled out the gun without any hesitation. .

With a tearing sound, Jeanne frowned slightly.

No blood coming out with the gun?

When she looked at Lon on the ground again, the wound on his head had healed.

"Ok?"

The next moment, she was a little surprised to see Luo An opened his eyes directly. His eyes first looked at the face of Hei Joan with Zou Zongmei, and then he subconsciously looked at the bottom of the other party's skirt...

boom!

The next second, Luo An's head was stomped on by a hard sole.

"Worm, where are your eyes?"

"It hurts! My head is about to explode! I am force majeure!"

Luo On, who was trampled on his face, suddenly let out a burst of mourning.

In other words, he didn't see anything just now!The armor was designed by him, how could it be possible to see the fat times below!Only armor!

Joan of Arc finally found something wrong,

"Why didn't he die? But forget it, since the body has such a strong resilience, it means that it can always be a sandbag, right?"

Her smile gradually became cruel and malicious, and Luo Ang, who was at her feet, heard this sentence, and his whole person instantly became bad.

"Holy maiden, hoo hoo hoo, this must be an opportunity for us to punish him. Look at his recovery ability, how wonderful it is to be tortured."

Gildrey on the side also made a timely suggestion at this time.

"Hey, hey, I warn you, let me stop even if it's a joke, but it hurts!"

"Let?"

Black Joan was puzzled, then twisted the foot that stepped on Lon's face,

"My name is Joan of Arc and—be tormented."

He aimed the gun in his hand at Luo An again, and everyone could see the comfort in his eyes.

It's a pity that Luo An could still let her fight!

He stretched out his right hand, grabbed Hei Joan's feet, then pulled hard, and then quickly pulled out from under her feet. He looked directly at Hei Joan in front of him, and then looked at the group of people beside him.

All are Servants, and—

"Although I don't know if you have awakened any strange hobbies during the war, but we can try those things when we are together. Now, I'm a little angry, let."

"Oh?"

She raised her beautiful brows, with an interested smile on the corners of her mouth,

"Angry? Hahahaha, Jill, did you hear what he said? He was angry, hahahaha. You're right, Jill, he really came to be tortured by us."

The smile faded away,

"Give me through him, and I'll make him feel the pain I had in the first place."

"Your agony?"

Luo An's face sank a little this time.

"Hehe, your pain?"

From the beginning, he hadn't called him Lon, and ran through him without any hesitation.

No matter what the current situation is, Luo An is also a little angry,

"Then I'll let you feel my pain."

The maddening spearman standing beside Black Joan stood up,

"Let me execute the sentence on you."

However, just after his words were finished, Luo Ang came to him with a brutal smile, and then extended his fist without any hesitation,

"Execute me? Are you worthy too?"

The moment he finished speaking, his fist stuck to the face of the maddening spearman, knocking him hundreds of meters away.