Transmigration:Evil BOSS, bad to the core!

The body gradually gets out of control.

Miran'er felt that he might be in the hands of the bird.

The eyes fall on Gus who is entangled with Merck not far away.

In the eye pan on some not to give up.

She may not be able to complete this plane task.

Mission value and character value are not only lost, but also have to be deducted so much. In the future, we have to spend time and energy to fill the holes

Ah, ah!

no way.

She can't waste her time on mending holes. She must complete every task and make sure that she is always profitable. Otherwise, she may fall into a strange circle of deducting, earning again, then deducting again and spending time earning again.

Miran'er bit his teeth hard.

Jump up, pull down a branch from the nearest tree, hold it tightly, turn around and pull it hard towards Mo Yue, who is catching up with you.

"Let you catch me, let you try to stop me, let you try to kill me." Miran'er drew fiercely towards Mo Yue with anger. For several times, the sound of breaking the air and the sound of the branches falling down were very loud and obvious.

Miran'er seemed to be crazy, and he drew towards moyue again and again.

Silent month eat pain, step back.

There was a complete reversal between the two.

At first, Mo Yue ran away after MI Ran'er, but mi Ran'er ran away after Mo Yue.

"Don't fight, it hurts... Brother, help me!" Mo Yue jumped up in pain and kept shouting. Finally, she tried to call for help.

Such a counsellor dares to dislike the human race.

Where on earth did she come from?

Hearing Mo Yue's cry, MI Ran'er's heart was full of disgust.

Frowning and pulling the corners of her lips, she pulled down a lot slower.

With more blood flowing from her body, miran'er felt her heart beat faster and her legs softened.

She sat down with a tree.

"You should know by now that the Terrans are not as weak as you call them?" Mi Ran'er, panting, looked at the pitiful silent moon holding her wings and shrinking aside, and asked sarcastically.

Mo Yue's eyes were misty, staring at Mi Ran'er. She didn't speak, but the hatred in her eyes was still so obvious.

Mi Ran'er was not in the mood to talk to her any more. Her eyes fell on the two men who had not yet decided the outcome.

Gus's body shape is obviously much faster, and his claws are not much weaker than Merck's claws. However, Merck has a pair of wings to fly, which is also very flexible to hide.

However, his wings were too big and rolled up the sand in the forest, which blocked their sight.

Miran'er really didn't want to waste her time like this. She picked up a branch from the ground, made a simple catapult, and picked up some sharp stones. She squinted and tried to distinguish Gus and Merck from the two figures.

Merck's black is too obvious.

Miran'er picks up the catapult and throws two hard stones between Merck's legs.

"Well..." Merck snorted and fell to her knees in the pain of her knee socket.

Gus took advantage of the situation to kick Merck to the ground.

Merck looked back at miran'er, saw the catapult in her hand, and immediately sneered, "rely on a female to knock me down, Gus, you are invincible."

"I'm not competing with you. I just want to take her back."

Gus coldly withdrew his eyes and came to miran'er's side.