Wu Xie is still there, still innocent

Everyone ran forward sullenly. After I ran two steps, I remembered that Poker Bottle must have stopped the blood corpse, and then I went back. The fat man looked at me with strange eyes, "You still want to go back? Do you want to go back?" Do you think you have suffered too few injuries?"

"That person is my friend."

Hearing the words, the fat man just sighed, "There are not many people who are fighting against each other and still show loyalty these days." But even though the fat man said that, he didn't have the idea of ​​following me back. I understand it, after all, the fat man is not stupid. The friendship is not deep enough to be desperate.

When I went back, I saw Poker Bottle fighting the blood corpse in a very handsome manner.At this time, Pokerfing already had many scars on his body. It seemed that the blood corpses were really difficult to deal with, and his coat was also torn, and later it was simply broken into pieces.

Poker-Face's movements are not fancy, not like those in the movies, but his movements are the ones that use the least effort to cause as much damage as possible to the opponent, and I didn't get involved, I Going forward with the current skills is also a burden, so I just hide and watch.

After so many years, I can still remember the shock that Pokerfing's ultimate move brought me, but this time he didn't fly and ride on the neck of the blood corpse, but at the end of the fight, he turned around and kicked , but didn't kick the blood corpse away, so he simply put it on the blood corpse's shoulder, and then twisted my waist. I clearly heard the sound of bones breaking, and couldn't help rubbing my shoulder. Although the blood corpse doesn't hurt, it still hurts. It was obvious that it was not convenient for him to move so suddenly, so Poker-Face took the opportunity to backhand and cut the blood corpse in half!

The stinky blood was sprayed everywhere, I looked at my clothes, and it was completely reimbursed, while Poker Bottle was standing there holding a knife, panting, and combined with his upper body, it was almost everyone The way men yearn for.

Poker-Face had noticed me a long time ago. At this moment, his murderous eyes still looked at me. Although my legs were not weak, I was still startled, "Little...brother, are you alright?"

Poker Bottle's eyes were a little cold, "What are you doing back?"

I coughed lightly and cleared my throat, "I think you are on your own, and it's safer to be by your side."

Poker bottle didn't respond, but he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he walked towards the upper body of the blood corpse with a knife in his hand. I was still wondering what he was doing, but he picked up the head of the blood corpse all of a sudden, and then slashed. Separated the blood corpse's head from the body...

I was shocked to see it, isn't this too cruel?Could it be that the stuffy oil bottle actually has a tendency to s?Or vengeful?

But after Poker-Face cut off his head, he reached out for the thing I saw hanging around the neck of the blood corpse. It was a finger puller.

I'm a little surprised, Poker Face is not a money-grubbing person like Fatty, at least we've fought so many fights together, I haven't seen him being tempted by any weapon, since he holds that finger wrench, then that wrench must be extraordinary.

Thinking of this, I also wanted to take it over to have a look, but I didn’t have any experience in taking things from Poker Bottle. In desperation, my head short-circuited for a while and I blurted out, "The meeting is divided into half! Besides, this is what I have long been in love with! "

Poker-finger gave me a strange look, and I was embarrassed for a moment, I guess Poker-finger has never seen such a shameless person who comes to share the spoils, right?It's still the kind that has no ability and wants to grab food.

I walked up and saw that the finger puller was exquisitely crafted. It was obviously made of jade, but there were exquisite patterns on it. I couldn't see what it was. Mild myopia can be considered Shortsighted.

But this kind of jade looks very familiar.

"Brother, I won't rob you, but can you let me have a look?"

I thought Poker Bottle wouldn't refuse such a small request, right?However, Poker Bottle took off the ring as if he didn't hear anything, and put it away on his own.

"..." Small gas bottle.

After Poker Bottle put away the ring, he gave me the chain around the ring. He didn't say anything, but I understood that he probably really thought I was doing it for money.Since this chain appeared here, it must be a long time ago, and it will be worth a lot if it is sold.

I took the chain and put it away, lest Poker Face think I don't know what to do.

Then Poker Ping walked towards the side of the corridor with a knife in one hand and the head of the blood corpse in the other, and I quickly followed.

"Brother, why are you holding the head of the blood corpse? Do you keep it?"

I never expect him to answer when I start a conversation with Poker-Face. I just ask casually, with a sense of presence. What if he gets interested and answers a word or two?

"Brother, why did you have to chop off his head to get that ring?" Poker-Face still didn't answer, but I had the answer in my heart, thinking of the consequences of the fat man trying to pull the chain and the blood corpse going berserk, maybe A certain mechanism can only be obtained in this way?

"Brother, where are we going now? Where's Pan Zi?" In this life, I don't know if Pan Zi will fall into the worm pile. If he will, then there will be no Poker Bottle, and the death date will be advanced.

Maybe it was because I could see that I was really worried about Pan Zi, but Poker Fing replied, "He's gone to find the third master."

I froze for a moment before realizing that the third master he was talking about was my third uncle.But thinking of Poker-Face's age, I suddenly felt that my third uncle should feel aggrieved to be called old like this. Shouldn't he be called "Brother Sanxing"?Third Uncle said that all the kids in Daohaidou called him that, which should also include Pokerfinger.

The journey was peaceful and quiet. When Poker-Face and I arrived at the Hydra cypress, it happened that the fat man was about to move the corpse. After I went, I felt Pokerfing's murderous aura at close range again, and I almost couldn't hold back and hugged his knife-throwing arm and said, "Don't get excited, it will be your buddy from now on."

The third uncle was very excited when he saw me, "Nephew, it's a good thing you're fine! Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to explain to your father!"

I felt that what Uncle San said was sincere, so I replied, "I'm lucky, of course I'm fine."

At this time, Poker Fing had already started to speak a long and rare speech to explain, but after he finished speaking, he coughed a few times, blood began to ooze from the corner of his mouth, and I scolded myself for forgetting that Poker Finger was injured Yes, and it probably hurt my internal organs. Thanks to my noisy all the way, he couldn't hold back and didn't cut me with a knife.

I took the bag on the side, searched for water in it, and handed it to Poker Bottle, who took it with a face, rinsed my mouth first, spit out blood, and then drank a few At the side, Pan Zi seemed to be questioning Poker Ping's origin, so I cut off the conversation first, "Brother, how do we deal with this thing?"