Fast Transmigration: The Villain, You Are Poisonous

Chapter 156 Young Master Wushuang (31)

Hearing what she said, Wang Yu vomited even more.

Bai Mo narrowed his eyes tightly, looked at her sharply, and kept turning his wrist, and with it, Mie Shi in her palm.

The woman rushed towards Shi Wushuang, her tongue drooping, as if she couldn't feel the pain.

She wanted to strangle him by the neck.

Shi Wushuang naturally saw it, and wanted to hide to the side, but found that Wang Yu was intimidated by the woman's posture standing on the side. Shi Wushuang couldn't push her because of her burly figure, so he had to take out a few more silver needles to deal with it. After a while, before he could make a move, he found that the woman seemed to have been pressed the pause button.

The smile on the corner of the mouth slowly narrowed, and the pupils dilated in surprise.

Bai Mo had already come behind her when he pounced, and with his knife in his hand, he mercilessly inserted Mie Shi into the back of her head.

Once you say goodbye, it seems that your brains will leak out.

The woman lay down straight, maintaining her original posture. If it weren't for her warmth, she would really look like a zombie that had been dead for many years.

The people at the other table stood up together when they saw this. Bai Mo carefully observed their expressions, it was very wrong, their eyes were distracted, like a doll being manipulated by someone.

They also had strange expressions on their faces, and the one standing in the front was the woman's father.

There was no trace of joy or anger on his face, and he had no nostalgia for the dead, like a stranger, not even a single tear shed.

All right.

This is a metamorphosis.

Bai Mo took a step forward, stepped over the woman's body, and grabbed Shi Wushuang's hand.

His eyes were low, and there was a strong air pressure around him.

"My lord, does it hurt?" Shi Wushuang frowned, looking at her wound with distress.

Bai Mo held his hand tightly again, "It doesn't hurt."

He knew it was a lie to him.

He didn't try to expose it, but there was a little more invisible emotion in the originally calm eyes.

"There's another ingredient, brain ravioli..." The dead woman's father's face was wrinkled one after another, like a tree that had lived for thousands of years. Coupled with the depressing air in this tube, Wang Yu couldn't control it. I vomited again.

Brain Ravioli…

vomit!
Hearing the voice, Bai Mo glanced at her, and said impatiently, "You should spit it out while you spit it out, don't get in the way of me here."

Wang Yu couldn't wait to go out. Hearing this, he immediately ran towards the door, and was stopped by the old man within a few steps.

With a faint smile, people shivered uncontrollably. : "You're gone... what will the next guests eat?"

After finishing speaking, a row of people made the same expressions as those of the dead woman, and their arms were stretched out straight. The difference was that they bit their lower lips, as if they couldn't feel the pain, and bit off. I took a large piece, put it in my mouth, and ate it with relish.

I rubbed it!

Bai Mo couldn't help feeling sick, and raised her hand again. Before they could come over first, she kicked a thinner man over.

The man fell to the ground and immediately stood up again.

"Damn!" What about Nima making movies? !

Bai Mo looked at Wang Yu, who was dazed beside him, and couldn't help kicking, "You're looking for death, if you don't hit them, they'll take out your brain and cut your flesh to make wontons!"

Wang Yu felt sick again when she heard this, but she vomited again. She just vomited up, and now she could only bend over and retch. Thinking of what Bai Mo said just now, she bit the bullet and took out a fistful from behind. broom.

"..." You stupid idiot!

(End of this chapter)