Young Military Rarities

Decisively received the woman's killing gaze, but would a person who even tried to coax the name of the thunderous squad to be frightened would be frightened by an eye? Except Yun Che's eyes, because he would be true The type of hands-on, as for other people, no matter how fierce your eyes are, he laughed heartlessly as now, completely like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.

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Most of the five or six-year-old children are already very familiar, seeing that middle-aged women have been slow to grab lollipops for him, and the little boy is shaking him up again.

"Okay, grandma will get you right away."

Can't stand the coquettishness of the little grandson, the middle-aged woman immediately stared at Xiao Fat Chen fiercely: "Little fat man, take yours"

call out

The sound of the sharp blade slicing through the air suddenly sounded, and under the unbelievable attention of everyone, a black sword with a whole body carrying a thunderous momentum flew towards the woman, and there was only one behind him. Seeing the silhouette of the remnant, one person was fast at one knife, almost in the blink of an eye, the sharp blade flashed with a bleak light, and it was volleyed under the operation of the host.

"Ah ... my hand, my hand ... ah ..."

With the unbelievable screams of the people eating melon, blood suddenly rose, a **** broken arm flew away, and the screams of middle-aged women screamed throughout the hall.Everything happened almost instantly. At the time, Yaque was silent in the hall, and no one could believe it. It seemed innocent, and even some weak men were so fierce that they cut off each other's arms without saying a word.

Previously, those who were jealous and resentful, and those who wished for Yun Che's unluckyness, took the two steps back unconsciously, and their backs climbed into the cold, and a few people who had envy but not so shameless and jealous had clear conscience, but they paid attention to Yun Che. Strength is just a hit. Maybe many people think it is a coincidence, but as the saying goes, laymen look at liveliness and laymen look at the doorway. All coincidences are mixed with necessity, and a few people are keenly aware of this necessity.

"Those who move my child, die."

The sharp knife pointed straight at the middle-aged woman who screamed while lying on the ground holding the cut of the broken arm. Yun Che's tone was very light, but it was as weird as the cymbals sounded through the eardrums of everyone present.

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