I Am Really Not a Man!

"Hey, don't move, if my hands tremble, I will leave a memorial to your face?" Tang Wanfeng said with a smile, but what he said made people cold behind his back.

Especially Song Wencao. Although he has not personally seen Tang Wanfeng's martial arts skills and power, according to some information he knows before, this man shot almost a hundred shots. Under such dim conditions, he is really not sure that he can escape. Come on.

Song Wencao swallowed his saliva, and calmly said: "Tang Shaoxia, don't spit people! I was just too slow to pass, how can I say that I am an iron shoe? There are no scars on my face!"

Tang Wanfeng raised his eyebrows: "If you don't see the coffin, you won't cry? It doesn't matter, then can you tell me what is in your medicine sac? Don't tell me that it is a medicine to save people. Very, it is definitely not the weight that any herb can reach. I guess...you, are your famous iron shoes?"

Song Wencao's expression changed-I have to say that his disguise is still quite good, and the changes in expression can be reflected. Tang Wanfeng's call it a clumsy is just a blow to his confidence.

Seeing the changes in Song Wencao, Tang Wanfeng continued: "On this road, the hero Guan Taiguan was poisoned and injured, and then the Taoist Shique was hit by an arrow. As the genius doctor of Medicine Xia, you did not take out any herbs in your hand. Don’t you think it’s too weird for treatment?"

Lu Xiaofeng said, "Awan is right. Song Daxia, do you think we are fools, or do you think we should be fools who can't see through you?" The mockery in his tone almost materialized.

Song Wencao nodded: "Okay, I'll take out the herbs for you to take a look at!" He said, reaching into the medicine pouch and pulling out something.

Tang Wanfeng's nose shrugged, and she smelled a very faint smell of gunpowder. Her expression changed, and she retreated with a small effort while shouting: "Everyone is going back, there is fraud!"

As soon as her voice fell, a smoke bomb in Song Wencao's hand fell down. At the moment when everyone's sight was blocked, Song Wencao flew out. When she passed the wall, the engine turned off, and an iron fence quickly fell down. He was separated from everyone.

Tang Wanfeng avoided it by herself. Everyone didn’t react as fast as her, and the people here were all old fried dough sticks who walked the rivers and lakes. Every one of them was so thoughtful that it made people stunned. You must think twice before making a decision, yes. After Tang Wanfeng finished speaking, only Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Ruling, who trusted her very much, moved. As for Huamanlou, when Song Wencao was not paying attention, he followed him to the other side of the iron fence.

With a high level of skill, Song Wencao didn't notice it for a while. He thought he was already winning, and he stroked his beard and laughed triumphantly.

It seems that it was because he was in a mood to relax, Song Wencao began to care about the reasons for his exposure, and asked: "How did you find me?"

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and glanced at Tang Wanfeng: "It was what Ah Wan told me, you changed your face. A well-known drug man actually wanted to change his face. Apart from his original face, I can't see people. I really can't think of another one. There are other reasons."

Tang Wanfeng's mouth is poisonous to make up for the knife: "It can also be because he is too ugly, so he can only change his face."

Lu Xiaofeng laughed for a while before continuing: "Anymore, it's the mask you gave me. You said, I'm afraid that Huamanlou will touch my face. But why are you afraid? Huamanlou has seen the true face of iron shoes. Only four people know the news. One is Huamanlou himself, one is me, another is Ah Wan, and the last one is Tie Xie himself."

Song Wencao shouted with an ugly face: "You are just speculation!"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Naturally, there are other evidences. When you wear snow silk wrappers, the technique you use is the usual technique used by boatmen on the water, and... the martial arts of the Peacock Princess is the number of the East China Sea Dragon Island, iron The shoe thief is also the owner of the Dragon Island. If you say there is nothing tricky in this, I don't believe it if I was killed."

Tang Wanfeng snorted coldly: "So, even if you have never left our sight, the Jade Buddha is still stolen because you have a helper. Fifteen years ago, it should have been the same."

Song Wencao nodded: "Yes, Princess Peacock is my daughter, and the iron shoe thief who was killed by you back then is my brother! But now, my brother's blood feud will soon be avenged! I will use it. The fire cloud bomb in the Jiangnan Thunderbolt Hall exploded here, and walked onto the river bed in iron shoes step by step. As for you, just wait to feed the fish hahahaha..." He laughed and pulled out a box from the dark and opened it. It is a jade Buddha.

Tang Wanfeng frowned. I always feel...something is wrong with this jade Buddha. She looked at Hua Ruling's face as usual, and she was relieved: This jade Buddha is probably also a fake, isn't it?

Jin Jiuling looked at him with a round chest, and said with a smile: "Mr. Song...Ah no, Iron Shoe Thief, look behind you."

Song Wencao turned his head subconsciously and saw that Huamanlou was standing in the dark, her handsome face could not be seen clearly because of the light and shadow, but Song Wencao took a step back subconsciously, sending out a kind of fear from the bottom of his heart. .

Huamanlou heard it and sighed: "How have you been blinding me for so many years?"

Song Wencao seemed to be consciously doomed, but instead let go a lot, he laughed and said, "I'm doing well, how about you? It feels good to live in the dark forever? Hahahahaha..."

His laughter was extremely harsh and his smiling face was fierce. Tang Wanfeng unconsciously opened the mechanism of Peacock Ling, and for the first time after so many years, he pointed the mouth of Peacock Ling’s mechanism at a person’s forehead—she wanted to kill him, hers Killing intent has never been so strong!

Huamanlou first stepped her sword across Song Wencao's neck, her breath was disturbed, and her expression revealed a three-point cruelty—he really hated the iron shoes to his bones.

Song Wencao was taken aback, and then laughed madly: "Come on, kill me! The taste of killing is wonderful! Don't be reluctant! Haven't you killed anyone yet? It doesn't matter, you will be familiar with it once you kill it, and you will start it later. It can be clean and neat! Even if you kill me, you still have to live in the dark, but at least you have cured your heart disease hahaha...Kill me, kill me!"

Tang Wanfeng's face changed. She doesn't mind the iron shoe dying, even she wants to kill the iron shoe herself, but if Huamanlou now works under the agitation of the iron shoe, there will always be a shadow in his heart called the iron shoe! Even Huamanlou's temperament will change drastically, becoming bloodthirsty and cold.

In a hurry, Tang Wanfeng persuaded: "Flowers all over the building, no!" Obviously, she cares more about Huamanlou than the life and death of the scumbag like Iron Shoe.

But it's a pity that Tang Wanfeng's words were drowned in the babbled advice of everyone. Huamanlou's expression showed a painful look, and Iron Shoes became even more mad.

In the end, Huamanlou moved his wrist slightly, pulled a beautiful sword flower, and lifted Song Wencao's human skin mask-it was an unfamiliar face with a few scratches on his left face. The crazy expression made his face hideous and distorted, with an unspeakable ugliness.

Huamanlou's expression has calmed down, and his tone is lightly said: "You are wrong, the person who has lived in the dark all his life is you, not me."