"Subordinate -Subordinate!"

Fatty Tian wanted to refuse, but when he noticed the murderous intent in Xia Budhi's eyes, he hurriedly changed his words. It seemed that the death penalty mentioned by the sect leader was not to scare him. Fatty Tian finally gave up his persistence in the face of death. After pouring the taste today, he could find dozens or hundreds of women to mix the taste back, but when his life was gone, he would lose everything.

"Hmph, what are you doing when you don't know what you're going to be there?"

Seeing that he was finally willing to obey Xia Buhe's murderous aura disappeared, but he no longer had his good face as before. Especially when Fatty Tian looked reluctant and stood there and he was standing there, Xia Buhe's even worse expression.

Fatty Tian was frightened by the sect leader's roar. He didn't dare to stand there and stare blankly, and hurriedly walked towards Liu Xiaoyu.

When he came to the little girl with a sad and angry face, Fatty Tian began to hesitate again. He turned to look at his fellow disciples who were waiting to watch the live broadcast, then looked up at the Young Master Pavilion Tower not far away, and then saw him turning to Xia Budian as if he was deliberately trying to die and said in embarrassment.

"Is this in public a little inappropriate, if—"

"What's wrong? What if you dare to say nonsense or not, I will kill you now?"

Xia Budhi yelled angrily. He was almost crazy by Moji's subordinates. If it weren't for the special belief in professional talents in his heart, Xia Budhi would have slapped this fat man Tian into a fat man with one palm.

The others were also impatient at this time. Moji, what? Look at the literary and artistic action movies in the island country. They are so straightforward. That is really called doing it when they see it. As the saying goes, "I'm here, I'm here, I'm here, I'm still doing it." It's not like this fat man Tian, ​​it's like "I'm here, I'm here, I'm going to see it, I'm going to see it, I'm going to see it, I'm going to see it, I'm going to see it, I'm going to see it, I'm going to see it, I'm going to see it, I'm going to see it, I'm going to see it, I'm going to see it, I'm going to die.

If it weren't for the great enemy, everyone would have rushed up long ago and turned Fatty Tian into a fat man!

Unfortunately, Fatty Tian failed to understand everyone's anxiety. He seemed to be stupid and wanted to test Xia Buhe's patience, but he started talking nonsense again without knowing how to do it.

"I am afraid that if - what if the people in the Young Master Pavilion are angry, what if they rush out of the city regardless of everything?"

Fatty Tian spoke again in front of Xia Buhe's anger. Obviously, he was really afraid that this situation would happen. In front of the other party's mountain gate, how can the Young Master Pavilion members not be angry? If everyone in the Young Master Pavilion launches a counterattack regardless of everything, can he really gain an advantage in his current situation?

After all, the Ghost King Mountain army had already consumed almost the same amount of pills at this time, and they had no pills to recover quickly. If they encountered a counterattack from the Young Master Pavilion, they might still win, but they would probably pay a heavy price. Fatty Tian didn't care how much Ghost King Mountain lost, even if the army was defeated and as long as he was alive, he was worried that Xia Budhi would put the blame on himself. This slanderous pot was enough for him to die a hundred times.

It was precisely because of the fragility of the Guiwangshan army at this time that Fatty Tian hesitated so much, but his worries were a joke in Xia Bushi's heart.

"Irritated? Rush down? Hahaha, Fatty Tian, ​​are you talking to the leader of this sect?"

Xia Bushen was actually laughed at by Fatty Tian. What is the Young Master Pavilion? But it is just a sixth-level force. In front of Xia Bushen, the deputy sect leader of the third-level force, a sixth-level force is worse than a Jianghu gang. At best, it is similar to those gangsters who form gangs in Shanxia Town.

Such a mountain gate that was so weak that it would not have been possible for such a mountain gate to destroy the fourth-level forces such as Wanshou Valley and Life and Death Gate, such a mountain gate would not have entered Xia Buhe's sight.

What qualifications does such a level 6 force like a gangster gang have to be angry? Do it dare to be angry? If he rushes out, he will really rush out and save trouble. Wouldn't that be true to his own wishes?

"Do you think the people in the Young Master Pavilion are as stupid as you? Stop talking nonsense and do something!"

After sneering, Xia Buhe sent another order to Fatty Tian. This time his patience was really exhausted. If Fatty Tian was testing his patience, then it would be at its peak. If he continued, he would explode. At that time, Fatty Tian would become a fat man.

It was precisely because of this that Fatty Tian did not go down one road in the road of dying. He finally stepped on the brake at this last moment. However, things in the world were impermanent. Who can guarantee that the brake that was kicked down would not be the beginning of another road of dying? Perhaps the brake on this road was just the accelerator on another road. Once you kicked down, death would not be far away.

Although Fatty Tian was also a little worried that he was trying to die if he followed the order, he knew that if he did not obey the order and tried to die, he would die immediately. Compared with the two, he still had to obey the order.

Turning back to look at the little girl in front of her, enduring the blood stain on her body, Fatty Tian reached out and thorned Liu Xiaoyu's top. The top covered with blood like a rag was removed. Liu Xiaoyu's first feeling was pain. Countless wounds that had been dry were torn open again, and the dried blood marks began to seep out fresh blood again. The blood strips could hardly see if she was still wearing clothes inside.

As a professional, Fatty Tian knew how to operate the purpose of fighting Master Xia. To put it bluntly, he couldn't do anything for that or directly. He had to do something, a thrilling process, which was also called foreplay. The more meticulous the process, the better. This can bring enough psychological fear to Liu Xiaoyu and make her fall in fear.

With this specific policy, you can figure it out when you operate it. The first step is to take off your clothes, take off your underwear, and now you have taken off your coat and it’s time to take off your underwear. But at this moment, Fatty Tian faces a different situation than before. At this moment, he is facing a woman who has just been tortured twice, and the situation is very different from those women in the past. But this is not a problem for Fatty Tian, ​​he is professional.

The underwear inside has long been stuck with flesh and blood, and if it were someone else, he would have been unable to start. But Fatty Tian is professional, and taking off clothes, especially taking off women's clothes, is one of his necessary professional qualities. His professional expertise also has a very elegant word, called, and his expertise is useful at this moment.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the little girl's blood-stained upper body, and then he accurately found a breakthrough. A confident smile appeared in his eyes. Then he stretched out the hand that had untied countless women's clothes. Like countless times, his hand skillfully touched the button of the underwear. Even though the button had been stirred up by the whip, Fatty Tian still untied it very easily.

With fingers connected, the complicated, complex and blood-stained patches were untied. It has to be said that his professional quality has withstood the test.

He stretched out his hand, turned his wrists, moved his fingers, and opened his buttons. A series of movements were casual and casual. Xia Budhi and others couldn't help but praise him. He was a real beast. With such skillful movements, you can imagine how many women he should have been ruined and persecuted.

The performance was not over. At this moment, Fatty Tian was like an artist immersed in the performance. Xia Buhe and his classmates around him made him feel fulfilled. He was completely selfless and acted as a qualified beast, and did not notice that the Young Master Pavilion not far away was already boiling.
Chapter completed!