[MTL, BL] I Conquer The Hidden Boss by Brushing My Face [Infinite Stream]

2.19

Slashed with an axe, the scream stuck in the throat and drowned in the gushing blood.

The warm touch splashed on his cheeks, Jiang Fuyue took a deep breath to suppress the waves in his eyes.

The face was still in a state of surprise, and the scattered pupils reflected the shadows of the trees.

Kicking his head away expressionlessly, Jiang Fuyue wiped off the blood on his face and said to Zero in the dark, "Go and find them.

"

...

Mercedes-Benz in the woods, the National Day's face is not too much expression.

Compared with Jiang Lixian, who has always been gentle in his memories, he is more like Jiang Fuyue's biological father.

However, Jiang Fuyue knew that this was impossible, and he also knew it.

When Qi Weiyue and Jiang Lixian started their business together, he was just a group performer who had lunch on the set. Even if he made a baby kiss, he would not be favored by Qi Weiyue.

Out of the corner of his eye, there was a flicker of cold light, and on National Day, he bent down quickly, and heard a gust of wind blowing above his head, and the cold sickle cut off a few strands of hair.

Seeing that the attack failed, the villagers behind them were not disappointed, but whistled excitedly and swung their scythes again. Their rough faces were full of bloodthirsty madness.

Although he is not the strongest among the chasers, he is the one who kills the most. Even the strong black bull is afraid of him for three points.

When he went down the mountain to study, he killed no less than 30 people by various means in ten years, becoming the most murderous serial murderer in history, and the reward amounted to one million.

It's just that he stopped returning to the village after he was tired of social life, which made the police from the outside world flinch, leaving a terrifying unsolved case since then.

Of course, the National Day does not know this.

He only knew that this person was very dangerous, far from being comparable to the coaches he used to sparring when he was exercising.

So he raised twelve points of caution, and jumped out a few meters with his legs.

Then turn around to face each other.

It is always a wrong choice to face the beast after using it.

The slender eyes of the villagers flashed coldly like knives, and they were fierce and threatening. He licked his lips excitedly, looked at the national day in a state of defense, and said, "I haven't killed anyone for a long time... The life in the village is so comfortable that I almost forget how pleasant it is to

kill ." Passing a lot of people?" National Day started chatting, and at the same time, his left hand was behind his back, and the color of steel began to appear from the palm of his hand.

He is stalling for time.

The other party could see what he was thinking at a glance, he picked up the sickle and rushed up directly: "If you want to know so much, why don't you go down and ask them!" The

villagers rushed over very fast, and the soles of their feet that were used to walking in the mountains and forests sucked steadily like magnets. Staying on the ground, the running posture leaning forward is like a cheetah with a whirring sound.