"Stop!"

Achang looked at Ling Luoyu with rapid breathing, with a fear that could not be concealed on his face.

"People...we can let you take them away, but you have to tell us who you are...we always have to go back and hand in the work, so we have to give an explanation to our superiors?"

"Want to know who I am? Simple!"

Ling Luoyu's fingertips rose again, and the place was towards Lao Sun.

Lao Sun's face changed drastically—

Come again!!

Is it over??

And even if you come back, can you change someone?

The three of them are here, can you stop picking him up?

It seemed that among the three, he was the only one who was a soft persimmon, and he could pinch it at will!

Besides, he has two holes on his body!

If you get poked another one, it will probably be completely useless!

However, under Ling Luoyu's finger, there was nothing wrong with him.

For a moment, Lao Sun was a little happy for no reason—

Fortunately, he was not the one who got hit this time!

but--

Wait a minute!

It seems that I didn't hear the screams of the two people beside me!

Are they okay?

Or is Ling Luoyu's move invalid??

The three of them had different thoughts and quickly looked at themselves.

After confirming that his own people were not injured, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Shang He looked at the three of them with an incorrect expression. The corners of his mouth trembled several times, as if he had something to say, but he seemed to be unable to smile.

The three of them were puzzled and couldn't help but look at each other quietly.

At first glance, the expressions of the three of them were all wrong—

Just like Shang He's, he seemed to want it, but he couldn't laugh it out loud.

The three people's hair bun seemed to be cut by something.

And it was not as simple as cutting off the bun and loosening the hair, but it was against the scalp and shaved off the most surface layer.

In other words, the hairstyles of the three people have all turned into the hairstyles of Xigua Taro at this time—

The forehead is blank, with only the ears and sideburns, and thick hair is still there.

When the night wind blew, the three of them felt a chill on their scalp, and suddenly raised their hand and touched their heads with no desire.

"My hair..."

"How could it be..."

"..." Lao Sun was speechless.

He thought he had escaped, but he still couldn't escape.

Moreover, although he has no worries about life, he is the kind of person who wants to cry without tears!

"Three, this is my answer. If you still want to continue asking questions, I will continue to answer this way... Just the next answer, I don't know where I will pick you up!"

Ling Luoyu's eyes were wandering around the three big men with a very arrogant look, and he smiled wickedly.

"Shanghe, just tell me wherever you want them, and I will take action as a meeting gift for us to cooperate!"

Shang He's pupils shrank: "Head!"

Ling Luo looked over with his head and raised his eyebrows: "So cruel?"

"They are not polite to me, why should I be polite to them!"

Shang He sneered, his eyes like a knife.

"Didn't you say you want to give a big gift? Then the heads of the three of them!"

"Okay, deal!"

Ling Luoyu suddenly raised his hand, which shocked the three people on the opposite side to change their faces. He didn't care about anything else and turned around and ran away.

But Lao Sun was injured and his movements were slower after all, and he ended up in the end.

Ling Luoyu waved jokingly: "Hey, you forgot a head..."
Chapter completed!