Chapter 159

At this moment, the hairy hand was also stabbed, and dark red blood seeped out.

It was in an extremely miserable state, and its head was covered in large pieces of flesh.

The hair is all droopy,

The mouth is very big, and the white teeth look extremely sharp.

The claws are also very long and glow with a cold light.

The eyes were big, but the pupils were extremely small, only about the size of soybeans. They stared at Fatty Song, full of resentment.

This person looked neither human nor animal, his throat moved, and he made a sharp and unpleasant human voice.

"My dear grandson, my mother-in-law only wanted to kill one person, and you forced me to..."

"Mother-in-law, I'll kill you first, and then kill that bitch outside!"

When it comes to the word bitch, its teeth are almost broken!

Song Fatty waved the knife and stepped back, "Ah, brother Jiang, brother Weird, come and touch up the knife quickly, it has a trace of blood!!"

"It took its last breath and is going to die soon!!!"

"There are grievances, revenge, revenge, and contribute to the merit!"

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[High IQ self-help]

[You and this yellow man are asked to stand on three sides, but you won’t listen]

[That’s right, alas]

Huang Pizi danced his claws and walked towards Song Pang step by step, not afraid of the knife in his hand.

They have been cornered, and they don’t care if they get hurt.

"Die, die!"

It screamed, stood up and pounced on Fat Song.

Song Fatty already felt that death was approaching him, so he rolled on the spot.

My back hurts so much,

He felt like his bones were being torn apart!

What the hell...

Fatty Song got up and started to crawl towards the entrance of the cave.

At this time, the miner's lamp also fell, and the butcher's knife also fell.

The miner's lamp dimly illuminated the weasel spirit behind him.

Countless netizens hold their breath. Who can not be afraid of the real death coming?

Moreover, it is a first-person perspective, and it is a living person who has been watching for so long!

"Help!"

Fatty Song's voice was like splitting.

He wants to crawl,

But his legs were pulled, and behind him was a cruel and resentful sneer.

"Let's bleed now."

"Eat you and wear your skin."

"I won't be the mother-in-law anymore, it will be... it will be haha..."

Weasel held Fat Song's ankle with one hand and picked up a ready-made knife with the other hand, polishing it until it shined.

Just for killing pigs.

"Zi" sound,

When his hand touched the knife, it suddenly felt like it was hit by ice. It stung and quickly retracted its hand.

"What's this?"

The weasel was very strange, but I didn’t go into details. Anyway, I could disembowel this person with my claws.

It's just that the way of using people is more pleasant.

It showed its claws and crawled down, walking like an animal.

"boom"

The weasel suddenly hit the ground, and it felt like the sky was dark and the earth was dark——

There is a clear "clicking" sound on the back of the head.

It reached out and touched it, and there was a big pit in the back of its head.

"Brother, you are here to save me! Let's duel..."

"You fight it! I, I will never let it escape!" Song Fatty almost died, even with the hob, he crawled over to pick up the knife,

Then he rushed to the cellar exit and guarded it with a knife!

"Kekeke"

The weasel stood up unsteadily, "You are so disobedient."

"I heard that you were numb." Jiang Yuan made a rough voice and picked up the hoe to hit it again.

But the weasel nimbly dodged it.

It huddled in the corner, its eyes glowing, "My dear grandson, why has your voice changed?"

"Somewhat familiar."

"It seems that the owner of the house first ate his children, then his wife, and finally his old mother..."

"I put on the old lady's skin, tricked him, and then killed him too."

"The bones are still in the ditch."

The weasel licked the injured hand, not afraid at all, but very happy, "You are my good son."

"Son, why do you want to beat mom? You are so unfilial."

These words undoubtedly fried the pot.

There was crazy anger on Jiang Yuan's face, and there was resentment and unwillingness in his eyes!

Chapter 120 Disguise! Who do you think I look like?

"Damn, damn!!!"

For a moment, painful memories came to my mind,

The man couldn't bear it any longer. With tears streaming down his eyes, he picked up the hoe and smashed it.

Crazy smashing!

"die!"

"die!"

Seeing him so angry, the weasel became even happier.

It pretends to be human, that is, it enjoys human pleasure.

So interesting!

It hasn't been this happy for a long time.

If it kills them again, it will be happier...

"I changed my mind. I don't want to wear this fat guy's skin. I want to wear your skin."

"Make it into a dress, a new dress!"

Although the man struck hard, he didn't hit even a single hit. Instead, it was full of holes.

Fatty Song shrank to the side, he was afraid that he would be beaten to death by this crazy weird brother.

His whole body ached. If the hoe came down, he would go directly to his great-grandmother!

"Brother Weird, look carefully!"

【I feel bad】

【Me too】

【This disparity is too big】

[This weird thing is worse than Fatty Fatty, Fatty Fatty was stabbed at least once]