Urban Hidden Dragon

Chapter 322 Procrastination

If calculated according to the real birthday.

When the woman in front of me was born, the civil war had not yet ended.

Calling her "aunt" would be a step down in rank.

Ma Jiu Gu was born in the s. When Ma Jiu Gu was born, the boning knife had already become famous.

From this, it can be deduced that the age of the woman in front of him is indeed terrifying.

It's just that she went through a crooked way and became a juicer, absorbing the essence of countless old pornographic people in the world, so that she looks like she is only in her thirties.

What if the young man lying on the bed, who had just grown up, knew that the woman he was sleeping with was older than his grandmother?

The word "color" is like a knife in the head.

Ji Bingqing is the knife above Lao Sepi's head in Jianghu.

But everyone who has been exploited by her is loyal to her, even if they abandon their wives and children, they will be her dogs.

It can be regarded as a major scourge in the world.

It's just that when the concept of the Four Pests of the Jianghu was proposed, the Eviscerating Knife disappeared at that time, so there was no place left for her, otherwise there would definitely be a place for her in the Four Pests.

The boning knife stared at Wang Han with his charming eyes, "Do you know who I am?"

"Have heard a little bit."

The phone was vibrating uncontrollably, and Eboning Knife hung up the phone, "I can't bear to kill you with such a good body. I'll give you two choices. First, clean it and wait for me to come back. Second, I I’ll kill you now.”

Wang Han's body slowly pressed down, and Qi Body gradually appeared on his body.

The energy of both hands condensed into a pair of dragon claws.

When the Eviscerating Knife saw this, his pupils shrank, his red lips opened and he spoke a few words, "Zhenlong Pavilion, Dragon Winding Technique, Martial God! Which generation of Martial God are you?"

Wang Han really didn't know this, so he became the God of War in a daze.

It feels like I was tricked into becoming a god of war by that crooked old man Feng Manlou, but there is no evidence.

"It seems that you have just joined the Zhenlong Pavilion. It is not easy to have such skill at this age. He is indeed the best choice for the Martial God. But the mistake is that you met me, and I met Zhenlong. Kill the people in the pavilion every time they see you! "

Before he finished speaking, the boning knife kicked the ground with both feet, the tiles exploded with spider web cracks, and his body was already in front of Wang Han.

The hands were covered with a layer of energy, and he struck Wang Han's neck with a palm knife. With this strike, an ordinary person's neck would be cut off and killed on the spot.

Wang Han was facing a formidable enemy. This was his first confrontation with the Grand Master.

Quickly dodge the fatal blow.

The Qiwan in his hand flicked out.

"Ok?"

The boning knife managed to avoid Qiwan.

Wang Han could see clearly that Qi Wan had just broken through the Qi Body on the Eviscerating Knife.

It stands to reason that the layer of qi body that emerges on the Grand Master's body is a very powerful protective film. Although it cannot block the impact of bullets, it can also block ordinary swords and axes.

Wang Han was a little surprised that Qi Wan could break open the Qi Body. It looked like he would really have to study this Qi Wan carefully in the future.

"He really is the Martial God of Zhenlong Pavilion!"

"You can't kill the madman from the previous generation, but killing a contemporary martial god can relieve the hatred in your heart."

The boning knife grabbed the hem of the ultra-short butt-covering skirt with both hands and tore it open. It looked like a fight was about to begin.

Wang Han held the bone flute in his palm.

The boning knife kicked off and rushed towards Wang Han. Wang Han barely managed to dodge. Meng Bizhi jumped out and wanted to sneak attack, but before he could reach him, the boning knife flipped in the air and landed behind Meng Bizhi. The tip of the high-heeled shoes went towards Meng Bizhi's back garden flowers.

Ow! ! !

The roar of the evil dragon silenced the crowing of chickens and the barking of dogs in the apartment.

Meng Bizhi's eyes almost popped out.

Pointing her toes to the ground, covering the back door with both hands, her face was pale, and she was moving in place like Nicholas Zhao Si dancing.

The boning knife's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and it was about to wrap its hands around Meng Bizhi's head, trying to twist off Meng Bizhi's head.

In desperation, Wang Han quickly took out the bone flute and played it.

The Eviscerator's eyes wandered for a moment.

Ma Jiugu mentioned in her diary that the Eviscerating Knife was very promiscuous by nature, so she was specially poisoned with the passion voodoo. If it were left in other people's bodies for a long time, it would be discovered, but it was not found at all with the Eviscerating Knife. No, it will make the Gu insect even more powerful.

The boning knife was supported on the wall, and the legs wrapped in monogram stockings were trembling. His eyes were fixed on the bone flute in Wang Han's hand, "Why is this thing from Ma Jiulian in your hands?"

When Wang Han saw that this was effective, he immediately dragged Meng Bizhi over.

He blew on the bone flute again.

There was a bone-numbing scream coming from the edge of the deboning knife, and he sat down leaning on the wall, dripping with sweat and losing strength.

Wang Han held the bone flute.

"Brother Ninth! Keep playing!" Meng Bizhi was overjoyed when he saw this.

Wang Han blew again, and the boning knife squirmed on the ground like a water snake, enchanting and extremely tempting.

His face was flushed, and his legs were shaking uncontrollably.

But those eyes were filled with colder murderous intent than before.

"You're still here~~~What are you waiting for?" The boning knife shouted angrily.

Wang Han immediately looked towards Ji Bingqing's room.

The sheets shook.

An old woman emerged from under the bed.

He looks ugly, with a mouth full of big yellow teeth, but his eyes are full of lust.

Wearing a bellyband, there is a pair of mandarin ducks on the bellyband.

Wang Han finally realized that the voice in the next room had changed.

I also understand why I don’t turn on the lights.

He glanced at the young man with empty eyes on the bed.

This is the real warrior!

"Sister, why did you die so quickly?"

"Stop talking nonsense! I was bewitched by that bitch Ma Jiulian! Her bone flute is in the hands of this person for some reason! Kill him and destroy the bone flute! Feng Manlou suddenly takes action! We have to hurry up and provide support. !”

The old woman walked towards Wang Han tremblingly, with drool dripping from the corner of her mouth, and licked her big yellow teeth with her tongue, "This young junior has such strong qi and blood, and the taste must be very good. If you suck him dry, your skills will definitely improve." Quite a few.”

The boning knife also looked at Wang Han lustfully, "If it wasn't an emergency, I really wanted to keep him in captivity and enjoy it slowly."

The old woman looked at Wang Han and wiped her saliva with her old hands, "Brother, do you want to play?"

Wang Han's hair stood on end.

The voice of this old woman is still the voice of Yu Jie.

Isn't he so far away from the world?

Before coming here, Feng Manlou didn’t say there were two great masters here!

This crooked old man is really a scam.

Although the old woman's skill is not as good as the boning knife, even if she is only in the early stage of a grand master, she is still a real grand master.

Meng Bizhi covered the back garden flower and stepped back.

"Brother Ninth, what should we do?"

"You go first, I'll drag them." Wang Han asked Meng Bizhi to go first. There was a bone flute dragging the boning knife. Wang Han could drag this old lady in the early stage of Grand Master for half an hour without any problem. Meng Bizhi was in trouble at the back door. If we go together later, we will be a drag.

Meng Bizhi covered his chrysanthemum, knowing Wang Han's plan, and there was no scene where I wouldn't leave, "Brother Ninth, I'll wait for you below."

Unexpectedly, the old woman showed her mouth full of yellow teeth and said, "This little fat guy has thin skin and tender meat, and the taste should be good. No one can leave today!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the old woman rushed towards Wang Han.

Wang Han's hands were covered with energy, and the dragon's claws swept across. Unexpectedly, the old woman's petite body was as flexible as a cat. Suddenly she kicked off the wall with her legs, turned and rushed towards Meng Bizhi. Her hands as withered as chicken claws held Meng Bizhi's arms. head.

He lowered his head and kissed Meng Bizhi.

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