Poisoning the World: The Secret Service Mysterious Doctor is a Young Beastly Wife Chapter 271: Killing with a knife

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Baiming disciples don't know how many people have calmed down in such a similar words, but this time in front of this red man, they obviously failed.

Smoke a touch of fun in his eyes, stretched out his hand and patted the Prajna mask that was about to break: "Listening to you, hey, I'm expecting some revenge from your master ... I want to get you all together, so that you do n’t obstruct your eyes like a fly. Now it seems that you have to keep your own soul anyway, otherwise no one will report to your master. Well, which one is better? ? "

His expression was like picking a chicken in a chicken cage. The faces of the three people, Zhong Rushuang, could not be described as shabby at this moment, and they were completely indifferent!

It turns out that there are really people in the world who are not afraid of their master. ‘My dad is Li Gang’ and I met Obama.

The man in red, like Ning Xuemo and Xiao Qilin, also gave these three people a multiple choice question. The three of them can only leave one soul, but who can leave them to let them speak. Count-

In other words, he supports these three people to start a nest fight, and the one who survives is the lucky one ...

With this multiple-choice question, the three brothers and sisters who used to live and die together and work together to become an enemy who wanted to die for the other three moments. Each has a different trick ...

The "Three Brothers" was killed by the "Master" first, and the body was kicked out of the Prajna mask.

The Prajna mask is indeed a treasure. It is easy for people to get out of it, but difficult to get in. The body of the three brothers had just been kicked out, and immediately turned into the pale golden light, leaving no bone residue.

"Brother ..." Zhong Rushuang looked sad, tears in his eyes: "I know that you have always liked me, and you love me the most among my brothers and sisters. You once blew under my window all night Flute, you said you would do whatever it takes for me to go to the soup ... "

Master seems to be touched, the sword-holding hand slowly lowered: "Yeah, I always like you ... but you, you refuse to respond to me ..."

"Brother, I am not willing to respond to you, but my mental strength has not yet broken through the ground, and I am afraid that I am not worthy of you. In fact, I have always liked Master ..." Zhong Rushuang stared at his falling sword Sharp, the voice is more lamentable.

"What's the proof?" Brother seemed a little unbelieving.

"Evidence?" Zhong Rushuang smiled bitterly: "Do I still need evidence to like someone?"

"You say this at such a moment, but you want me to give you this chance of life ... Frosty girl, do you think I'm stupid?"

"Brother, you are wrong. In order to prove my heart, I have decided to leave you the only chance ... brother, you ... you take care." The tears in Zhong Rushuang's eyes finally rolled down.

The crying beauty is always pity, not to mention that this is originally a sweetheart?

Master can't help but step forward: "Sister Frost ..."

Zhong Rushuang looked at him in tears: "Brother, I just want to let you know my heart, I'm afraid I won't have a chance again without saying ..."

"I, I understand. Frost, sorry ... sorry ..."

"Don't say sorry, brethren, your mental ability has broken through the sixth level, you are better than us to survive. Ru Shuang has only one requirement now."

"What is required? You say."