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Volume 4 The Coat of Arms of the Wolf Chapter 131 Similar and Different Kinds (1)

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    This is an ever-changing world, and in this ever-changing world, there is no so-called eternity at all. No matter how interesting people and interesting things are, they will not seem as interesting as they were at first after a period of time.

    But how long is the so-called period of time?  A day, a month, a year, or a minute and a second?

    Of course there is no fixed answer, simply because there are no identical people in this world.

    Wu's expression at the moment is very interesting. He looks like a cat who is tired of playing with mice. But will it be the same for a "mouse" who is tired of playing with mice?  interesting?

    The answer was written very clearly on Flea's face, but the answer he gave had nothing to do with being interesting or boring. That's why what was condensed on his face at this moment was the pure fear that was as pure as death.

    ¡°Obviously, he understood something from Wu¡¯s interesting expression, and it was precisely because of this that he felt like a mouse being played with by a cat, about to be torn apart by the waving of sharp claws.

    "However, the flea is not a mouse, at least he is not a mouse that will accept his fate.

    Fear and anger, two completely different emotions, appeared on Flea's face at the same time. What was even more shocking was that, under the influence of these two emotions, the originally ugly face also appeared.  Then it became more and more distorted, more ferocious, and more and more crazy.

    "Whywhyyou don't understandwhyeven you don't understand!"

    Wu Rao looked at the increasingly uglier face with interest, quietly listening to those hysterical and crazy roars, and slowly raised the corners of his lips, revealing a disdainful smile.

    ¡°Which side is it that I don¡¯t understand?¡±

    "Why don't you understand! You should understand! Is it wrong to get what you want! Why can't anyone understand me? We should be the same kind!"

    Looking at the flea's crazy and ferocious appearance, Wu's crescent-like eyes suddenly rose with a look of contempt, as if looking down at ants.

    "Same kind?" Wu Zi raised the corners of his soft lips again and sneered: "Hey, trash, what gave you the confidence to treat me as the same kind? I'm very curious, the same kind? Hahahahahahaha  "

    Wu almost laughed crazily for a while, and then looked at Flea again, "It seems I have to let you know what price you have to pay for soiling my territory and insulting me."

    The flea is trembling, and the reason why he is trembling is not because of the fear before, but because of the anger that has completely gone berserk.

    He never thought that Wu would reject such an attractive offer, let alone the arrogant humiliation that would await him after that.

    At this moment, perhaps nothing mattered to him anymore. No matter he was facing a wolf, a beast, or an evil ghost, all he wanted to do now was to use the blunt instrument in his hand until he completely exhausted the anger in his body.  Before releasing it, kill the monster in front of you over and over again.

    Wu seemed to see through Flea's anger, but he still said lightly with that disdainful smile: "You come over, or should I?"

    This may not be a problem anymore, because no matter what, there is only one outcome.

    Flea finally lost his mind under Wu Na's contemptuous attitude. At this moment, he was like an angry bull, breathing hot breath and rushing toward Wu like an arrow.

    Anger can make people lose their minds, but it also gives people unimaginable power while making them lose their minds.

    However, even under the control of anger, the flea, whose speed and strength have been increased to the extreme, is still as fragile as an ant to Wu who has a disdainful smile on his face.

    Just when the steel pipe in Flea's hand, which flashed like a poisonous weapon, was less than a foot away from Wu's head, it suddenly stopped, and his eyes filled with anger shrank rapidly at this moment.  got up.

    what on earth is it?  Could it be that Wu's movements were so fast that they could not be caught by the naked eye?

    It doesn't seem to be the case, just because Wu didn't move, at least his posture at this moment is not the same as when the flea rushed towards him, and what matters in the end is that under his cold eyes that reveal contempt without reservation.  , a trace of surprise flashed through him for some unknown reason.

    Since it wasn¡¯t because of Wu, did Flea stop on his own? Did he suddenly accept his fate?

    Of course it would not be like this, because as early as when he rushed towards Wu, he had already planned to fight to the death.

    If it is not because of martial artsIt wasn't because of himself, so who made him stop.

    There is only one hand that can answer all doubts. It is as hard as steel and as steady as stone. At this moment, this hand is tightly holding Flea's raised wrist like a steel pliers.  at.

    "I didn't expect you to be able to stand up. Sometimes I really can't figure out whether you are a human or a monster."

    Wu¡¯s words were obviously not addressed to Flea, but to the person behind Flea.

    Silence, a heavy silence that seemed to be suffocating, sweat particles full of fear appeared on Flea's increasingly pale face.

    "He can't give it to you."

    When a voice without any emotion suddenly sounded behind Flea, Flea's extremely shrunken pupils suddenly began to beat uneasily.

    "Such waste will only dirty my hands. Since you like it, please use it slowly." Wu shrugged slightly, then turned to the sofa behind him without even looking at Flea.

    'Bang' Just when Wu Manchen was lying on the sofa with his legs crossed tiredly, a crisp sound suddenly sounded, and when he cast his nonchalant gaze, he could easily find that  The steel pipe was still rolling on the ground.

    Flea¡¯s expression was very painful. Not only was he very painful, but he also looked extremely frightened. This was just because at this moment, he finally knew who the man who was holding his wrist and standing behind him was.

    Hand, that big steel-like hand, just as it appeared, suddenly let go of Flea's almost broken wrist.

    For Flea, this was an opportunity, but at this moment, he seemed to be stupid. He just stood there with a pale face, holding his arm that could no longer move, as if he didn't have the slightest idea of ??fighting back.

    "turn around."

    The moment the cold voice sounded, Flea's whole body was shaken and he couldn't stop trembling. In the end, he turned around obediently amid the violent sieve-like trembling.

    His sight, when the sight blurred by fear captured the tall figure, when he saw clearly the blood-stained face, when he looked into those cold and ruthless eyes.  For a moment, he could no longer bear the fear that came over him like a mountain, and his legs gave out and he fell down.
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