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Chapter 778

"Let these two boys see the boss look like a weak chicken, Dashan, why are you bringing everyone to us?"

The burly man who was talking stood up and looked around Fengjiu and Baixiao for a while. His interest-filled gaze passed by Baixiao and fell on Fengjiu, who was dazzling in red.

"Boy, you are a flower-picking thief. Are you picking someone else or being picked by someone? Hahahahahahahaha"

When everyone around heard this, they burst into laughter, and their eyes fell on Feng Jiu's body and lingered in meaning.

"You, don't bully people too much." Bai Xiao shouted angrily, twisted his fists and stared at them, but hugged beside Feng Jiu with some timidity.

"What's wrong with bullying you? Don't you know that all the newcomers will be bullied?" The big man glanced at the two of them sideways and suddenly reached out to Fengjiu's chin: "Is it because there are so many flowers? Look, even this face is more beautiful than the girls."

Before he could finish his teasing words, he gasped and screamed. Everyone around him was shocked and stood up one after another.

I saw Fengjiu playing with the dagger in her hand and slowly wiped away the blood on it. Under her feet, a piece of finger was broken and bloodied and was trampled by her.

"Talk when you speak, don't point your dirty fingers at me. Look, you'll get rid of your fingers by accident." She said casually, raising her eyebrows lightly at the strong man.

"Boy, you're looking for death"

The big man shouted angrily, enduring the pain of his broken hand, twisting his fist with his other hand and attacking Fengjiu. His speed was so fierce that he had a great force with the sound of breaking the wind.

Fengjiu pushed Bai Xiao next to her back, kicked her out with her foot, and a red figure flashed, and a cold light flashed by, and the strong man fell to the ground in an instant.

I saw a stream of blood oozing from his neck, his body twitching on the ground, staring at Feng Jiu tightly, trying to speak, but couldn't speak, and he couldn't breathe in the last breath, and he died straight and staggered on the ground.

Seeing that the young man killed a strong man of the Great Spirit Master level as soon as hesitated, the few people who wanted to step forward couldn't help but hesitate, staring at him with vigilance.

The people around him who were originally laughing also calmed down, and their eyes fell on him, astonished and clear.

As for the men who brought Feng Jiu and the others to come, they were stunned for a long time before they came to their senses. The figure couldn't help but retreat and widened the distance from them.

"Don't be afraid, if no one offends me, I won't offend anyone."

She wiped the dagger and smiled harmlessly: "I don't like this kind of fighting and killing, but sometimes no one listens to the words, so I can only do it directly. Don't be surprised."

It was quiet around him, and no one responded to him, but just stared at the boy in red with a monster-like gaze. They were all extremely evil people and had done a lot of such murders.

At this moment, they knew deeply that for a person who took human life while talking and laughing, his terribleness was far higher than that of everyone present.

Just as everyone was silent and the atmosphere in the air became solemn and depressed, the wooden door in the tree house creaked and opened.

Hearing the sound of the wooden door opening, Fengjiu raised her eyes and looked at the tree house. When she saw the figure walking out, a hint of surprise flashed through her eyes.
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