Assassin Wu Liuqi's swordsman Lu Jiu

So, it's not human beings or chickens that are at fault, but these scumbags' disrespect for life!

Thinking of this, Ji Gungun only felt that his heart suddenly became brighter, and he was given a big mouthful of chicken soup for the soul.

Of course, this is not Lu Jiu brainwashing him, it is indeed the truth.

Lu Jiu will not use fancy language to cover up herself or lie that she never eats chicken or anything.

When he gnawed on the chicken legs, his mouth was full of oil!

But let yourself watch two chickens fight and kill another chicken for fun, I can't do it.

Ji Gungun felt a heat welling up in his eyes, and the tears were almost unstoppable.

He wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes fiercely, looked at Lu Jiu with a choked tone, and said firmly, "Master Lu Jiu, I understand."

Seeing this, Lu Jiu smiled lightly.

Saved a young chicken who was in a daze by himself!

At the same time, the battle in the chicken arena also ended.

The winner is the chicken farmer.

Although his little brother is strong, he can push him to the ground and hammer him.

But the younger brother doesn't have the vigor of a chicken farmer!

The owner of the chicken farm had already been beaten to the point of death, but he seized the opportunity to bite the younger brother's vitals!

The surrounding male crowd swallowed their saliva and covered their crotch.

... Show! ! !

That's why Lu Jiu watched it with gusto just now...

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's really cruel..."

Miao Xiaowen swallowed, also stunned by this operation.

The whole body convulsed from the pain, and the little brother who rolled his eyes suddenly fell to the ground!

The chicken farmer seized the opportunity and beat him to death!

"Bah! Fight with me! You are still a little tender!"

Glancing at the younger brother who was dying, the owner of the chicken farm spat at him fiercely, then wiped off the blood on his face, and walked towards Lu Jiu with a flattering expression.

Chapter 207 Arrival at Chicken Island

"My lord, I have already beaten him to death, and I don't know if this battle makes you feel satisfied. Look at me..."

The neckless chicken farmer licked his cheeks and looked at Lu Jiu expectantly.

This battle was won by trying my best!

If you are not careful, you may be beaten to death by your little brother!

If I hadn't been so smart and decisively and wisely seized the "flaw" of my younger brother, I might have died young!

Lu Jiu sneered in his heart when he heard this, and looked at the chicken farmer expressionlessly.

The owner of the chicken farm felt terrified at the look in his eyes, and felt cold.

He swallowed, summoned up his courage and asked cautiously: "My... my lord, can I go?"

Facing the terrifying and powerful Lu Jiu, the chicken farmer really didn't dare to disobey Lu Jiu's intentions at all.

Of course, he didn't know that Lu Jiu had no intention of letting him go at all.

Not to mention that Lu Jiu didn't say that the winner can leave just now, even if he agreed, the insidious Lu would make him die.

Lu Jiu didn't want to pay attention to him at all, and the chicken farmer naturally stood aside tremblingly, waiting for his fate with fear and apprehension.

Lu Jiu turned her head, looked at the chicken rolling, and smiled: "If you are strong enough, no one will be able to eat you like an ordinary chicken."

After a pause, Lu Jiu bent slightly and looked at him.

"You have to know that this world is unreasonable."

"Only if your fist is big enough, can you do what you want to do."

"Do you understand?"

Lu Jiu looked at him calmly.

The reason why I have to tell Ji Gungun so much is purely because Lu Jiu appreciates his character of being able to stick to his bottom line.

Ji Gungun and Pheasant King are both pheasants, and they are also oppressed by the force of scum like the chicken farmer.

However, under pressure, the Pheasant King can only vent the depression and violence in his heart on his own kind, and beat them to death alive, so as to retain his qualification for survival.

This is certainly excusable, but it is not worthy of pity.

Lu Jiu doesn't dislike the Pheasant King, but he doesn't like it either.

And Ji Gun Gun's character of being able to stick to his bottom line under oppression and fear and not kill his own kind is very much appreciated by Lu Jiu.

At this time, Lu Jiu regarded him as a junior like Tanlun, not a poor chicken.

Hearing what Lu Jiu said, Ji Gun Gun glanced at the trembling chicken farmer, then stared blankly at his [wings], with a flash of firmness in his eyes.

He raised his head, looked at Lu Jiu, and said seriously: "Master Lu Jiu, I understand!"

People eat chickens, and they cannot change themselves, because the human race is above the chicken race.

However, I can change my destiny by strengthening myself!

The road ahead is not all dark!

Seeing this, Lu Jiu smiled slightly, and patted him on the shoulder: "In this case, then I will teach you another truth, that is..."

"There is no need to reason with the scum!"

Having said that, the smile on Lu Jiu's face disappeared, and he glanced calmly at the chicken farmer behind him.

"kill him."

Lu Jiu said lightly.

Gudong!

When Lu Jiu said these words, the surrounding crowd swallowed in unison, with disbelief in their eyes.

This person is not trustworthy... Wait, it seems that this lord didn't say that the winner can leave?

This rule is just the rule of the chicken arena!

"My... my lord, you must keep your word!"

When the chicken farmer heard Lu Jiu's words, his face instantly turned pale, his legs trembled, and he broke out in cold sweat.

When Ji Gungun heard Lu Jiu's words, the hesitation in his eyes lasted only a second, and then disappeared, replaced by a firm look.

He walked towards the chicken farmer with cold eyes.

He is a fighting chicken!This weak human being in front of him is nothing without a gun!

The chicken farmer looked at the chicken rolling towards him, his pupils constricted, and his tone trembled: "You, you, what do you want to do? You are just a chicken! Do you still want to kill someone?"

Snapped!

The owner of the chicken farm was so frightened that he fell to the ground, trembling all over, looking at the cold-looking chicken Rolling with fear in his eyes.

Ji Gun Gun walked towards him slowly, unaffected by his words at all, his fists rattled.

"Yeah, I'm just a chicken."

"But now, my fist is bigger than yours!"

Chicken Gungun sneered.

The fear in the chicken farmer's heart became more and more intense, and he broke out in cold sweat, and his body couldn't stop moving backwards on the ground.

However, when he touched a cold object, a resentful smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"You bloody chicken! Go to hell!"

The chicken farmer roared loudly.

He raised the revolver at the fastest speed in his life, aimed at the chicken rolling, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

boom!

With a gunshot, the bullet was fired instantly, and it flew towards the chicken at a very high speed!

Ji Gun Gun's eyes were fixed, and he quickly dodged the shot as he was prepared!

"Fuck, run!"

Seeing this, the audience around could no longer contain the fear in their hearts, and scattered in a rush.

Wang Dapao sat by the fence of the chicken fighting arena, holding a bag of potato chips, watching the play silently.

Miao Xiaowen crossed her legs, took out potato chips from Wang Dapao's hand, and stuffed them into her mouth comfortably.

Lu Jiu glanced at the crowd and ignored them.

"Damn! Why do you want to avoid this chicken! It's just a chicken! Why don't you just die obediently?!"

The chicken farmer saw that the gun in his hand could not kill the chicken, and the fear in his heart spread again.

He was on the verge of collapse, and he frantically pulled the trigger, and bullets rolled towards the chicken!

Ji Gun Gun was not afraid, he was prepared to dodge bullets, stomped his feet heavily, and instantly came to the owner of the chicken farm, his fist hit him hard in the face like a cannonball!

boom--

The huge force knocked the chicken farmer's face so that his mouth and nose were skewed, his teeth fell out, and his eyeballs protruded!

Then it fell to the ground like a garbage bag, motionless.

It looks like it's dead.

"If you don't keep your word, if it weren't for this uncle, I can't beat you..."

'This chicken will definitely soften its heart, it's just a chicken, how could it kill me? '