Revenge of the Transmigrated Mob Character

  Chapter 801 Little Pearl is Broken

  Su Ye stepped forward step by step and stood in front of Nanhuai.

  Nan Huai's expression didn't float, as if seeing her and taking her into his eyes.

   There is a breath of death all over his body.

  I don’t know this, I thought it was a walking dead.

  Su Ye took out his purse and was about to pass it to him.

  She paused with her hand and glanced up into the cabin.

  There are people inside, masters, and very strong.

   is so strong that if she hadn't approached the door of the house, she would not have even noticed the existence of another breath.

  At least rank nine, no, Grandmaster rank.

  Even if his gaze just swept into the room randomly, he still saw the pool of blood on the ground.

  Nan Huai's body is like a dying person now.

  She didn't believe it, the one in the room was here to heal Nan Huai.

Su Ye swallowed what he was about to say.

   even took back the purse he was going to hand out.

  She just opened the purse and took out the small pearls inside.

   Click once, fiddling with it in his hand.

  Finally, the lifeless man in front of him had a slight reaction.

   There seemed to be some emotion in his eyes, but it was quickly overwhelmed.

  His voice is still indifferent, hoarse

   "Leave here."

  Su Ye smiled

   "What you want is here. Tonight, I will wait for you in the woods to the east. If you don't come, she will be broken and can't be broken."

  As she spoke, she used her hand slightly, and the beautiful little pearl became pearl powder.

  The fine and dense pearl powder was sprinkled in Su Ye's palm.

  Su Ye finished speaking, no matter what Nan Huai's reaction was, he turned his head and left.

  Nanhuai stood at the door, looking at the direction Su Ye was leaving.

  The face is still the face without any vitality, it seems that he doesn't care what Su Ye is talking about.

  It's just that his hand holding the door tightly revealed his thoughts.

  Click.

  The door of the cabin closed again.

  In an instant, an overwhelming and powerful atmosphere spread from the cabin.

  Nan Huai seemed to be unable to bear it, and snorted.

  A person walked out from the corner of the wooden house.

  It's just that the person is standing behind the screen fan and can't see the person's face clearly.

  Listening to the man’s words

   "What is that woman talking about? What are you looking for?"

  Nan Huai did not speak.

  Next second, bang!

  Nanhuai was suppressed by a force, and instantly knelt on the ground.

  Cough.

  He vomited a mouthful of blood.

  He knelt down at the door of the room, motionless.

  The man sneered

   "Things that do not know their strength, dare to resist me, pinching you to death is as easy as pinching an ant."

  The voice falls, pop!

  A cartilage whip passed through the wind screen and drew directly on Nan Huai's body.

  Following the afternoon sun, through the broken wind screen, I could vaguely see the person's appearance.

  In his fifties, he is in good health.

  There is a scar on the center of his eyebrows, a pair of sharp eyes, looking at Nan Huai with contempt.

  The blood of Nan Huai, who was whipped by cartilage, couldn't help but bleed out, and the blood flowed all over the place.

  The next second, I will hear it, with a click.

The man behind the wind screen threw a palm-sized porcelain bottle on the ground.

  The porcelain bottle broke on the ground, and some tiny black ants with extremely fast speed crawled out of the porcelain bottle densely.

  Smelling the smell of blood from Nanhuai's body is like smelling something good.

  Look carefully at those black ants that are extraordinarily large, the size of a fingernail.

  (End of this chapter)