Live expedition from tomb raiding

Jin Wantang walked in trembling, and Ding Ze walked beside him, appearing in the tent almost at the same time.

There were ten people in the tent... plus Jin Wantang who just came in, it was eleven.

Nine of them, that is, Wu Laogou nine people, the sand sculpture audience in the live broadcast room, they have seen it not too long ago, so at this moment, like Ding Ze, after seeing the picture in the tent, they subconsciously looked down. On the young man who was discussing things with someone.

Ding Ze looked at Poker Bottle without blinking, and looked at his face first, um, he is really handsome... The most important thing is, the calmness in his face and eyes, as if the sky is falling, he will not feel The meaning of fear is indeed very special, very different.

Ding Ze saw it, and the audience in the live broadcast room saw it, and then heard the name of the young man from the Nine Sects.

leader!

"I'll go! The big boss among the big bosses, the big boss!" A sand sculpture audience exclaimed.

"The anchor is amazing, he actually followed the vines and found the big boss! But, isn't this handsome guy a little too young, how did he manage to rule so many tomb robbers?"

Facts have proved that women's perspective on things is indeed very different from that of men.When male sand sculpture viewers see Poker Bottle, the first thing they think about is why, while female sand sculpture viewers see Poker Bottle, the first thing they think about is...

"Wow, so handsome, so handsome, so handsome!"

"This high-cold, domineering president, I really like it..."

"I'm drooling all over the place..."

"..."

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Pfft!

Jin Wantang was straightforward. It only took a few seconds after he entered the tent to judge that Poker Face was the leader of the largest tomb robbery operation in history, which took more than three years and resulted in countless casualties. He fell to his knees and begged for mercy.

"I beg you to forgive me. I really don't want to steal anything. I'm just obsessed with ghosts. I'm very interested in silk books and want to study..."

Jin Wantang burst into tears, desperately begging for mercy.

It's a pity, I saw Poker Ping walked up to Jin Wantang who was kneeling on the ground with an expressionless face, stretched out his right hand with two oddly long fingers, and pressed down Jin Wantang's head dimension point with great precision...

Sudden force... creak, creak, at this moment, the sound of Jin Wantang's skull cracking was clear and audible... Even, because he clearly saw the distortion and deformation of Jin Wantang's pale old face, the audience in the live broadcast room unconsciously There was an illusion that my head was being crushed...

So horrifying, so terrifying!

In fact, Ding Ze couldn't help having the same illusion when he stood close, and felt a chill all over his body.

Fortunately, he quickly came back to his senses and forced himself not to be so afraid.

"Jin Wantang was held down by the leader at the head dimension point!"

"I have seen this method of forcing a confession in a book. It is said that the severe pain at Touwei acupoint is a symptom of neurasthenia and extreme brain fatigue. Squeezing Touwei acupoint may cause short-term thinking difficulties and the illusion of fatigue in the brain. Will give up lying resistance in search of relief in times of extreme fatigue."

"This leader is not simple, and I don't know if you have noticed his two fingers, don't they feel strange and long?"

"The length of these two fingers is not some kind of deformity, but a result of special training since childhood!"

"Look at how painful Jin Wantang is now, you should be able to roughly imagine how much power is on these two fingers!"

"So, I won. People like Jin Wantang can't bear this kind of torture. They will confess right away!"

"Also, just now I saw that many young ladies in the live broadcast room liked this leader. They thought he was so handsome that he couldn't close his legs, and wanted to hug him home?"

"Do you still think so..."

"Why don't you think about it again, if something happens one day, such as Hong Xing's affair, do you think this leader will directly crush your head?"

In the live broadcast room, the female sand sculpture audience who clearly heard what Ding Ze said were speechless for a while: "..."

A few seconds later, a young lady finally came to her senses, and said angrily, "Anchor! What nonsense are you talking about, who is cheating on you!"

As soon as the words came out, Ding Ze had no time to say anything.

I saw that the old Wang next door was out of the blue, and came out very timely, "Hi everyone, I am the old Wang next door, and I live next door to your house. If you need it, you can just knock on the door."

Young lady: "o((⊙﹏⊙))o????"

The old Wang next door's move was too high, the young lady was immediately stunned, and followed closely, of course she was furious!

"Old Wang next door, you bastard! This girl has tolerated you for a long time, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will beat you to death!!!"

Old Wang next door: "There is an old saying that goes well, when you fight, you are kissing and scolding is love..."

Young lady: "(ΩДΩ)!!! Get out! I love you so much!"

Old Wang next door: "Don't you really love me? I have 20 billion deposits in my bank card."

Young lady: "Ah, brother Wang, you are so funny, how about we exchange phone numbers?"

Forehead…….

Nima's reversal....... overturned overturned overturned!The steering wheel is all over!

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Poker-faced, expressionless, as if he couldn't see Jin Wantang's pain at all, he finally made a sound.

Cherish words like gold, there is only one word.

"Say."

Seeing this scene, Ding Ze immediately had to admit that if Poker Ping appeared in urban dramas, or in the sand sculpture novels of "The Return of the God of War" in his previous life, he would definitely be a standard domineering president, or the invincible God of War!

It is indeed very powerful and full of flavor!

Pretending to be invisible, the rank has reached perfection!

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"You lost the first round."

Watching Jin Wantang hastily shake out the scroll in his shoes, Ding Ze smiled and said to the live broadcast room.

"You should also lose in the second gear."

As soon as the words fell, Pokerfing pinched the two fingers of Jin Wantang's skull, obviously reducing the strength a little. It was not because he couldn't bear to let go of Jin Wantang who was already full of snot and tears, but because Huo Xiangu stood up .

"This person may be useful in the future, why don't you keep it," Huo Xiangu said for Jin Wantang.

Poker Ping moved his eyes to look at Huo Xiangu... Huo Xiangu belonged to the faction that supported Poker Ping. Knowing this level of information, it is not unusual for the picture to appear with two fingers loosening quickly.

"Okay," Poker-Face, who has always cherished words like gold, replied.