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Chapter 560 Assassination!(1/2)

Who can withstand such a master's wife?

I don't know whether it's a blessing or a disaster.

well!

Chen Bufan returned to his room and simply went to bed.

No matter who instructs you, you will no longer respond.

"Xiao Fanfan, you're a big deal, right?

You won’t respond anymore?”

"Still angry?

At worst, my master's wife will be responsible for you."

Chen Bufan:...

"Master's wife, I'm going to bed."

"What's the point of sleeping so early? How about we fight Landlords?"

"It's not interesting."

"That golden flower?"

"I can't play."

"Farting, I've played a lot on the mountain before, did you tell me I won't?"

"I'm asleep, stop shouting."

The night gradually became deeper, and the house was quiet, with only a slight sound of air conditioning.

The cold wind blew outside, and snowflakes fell scattered.

Snowflakes are dotted, and under the light, they are so beautiful, like cute and lively elf dancing in the air.

If a couple walks hand in hand in the snowy night, the man is handsome and the woman is gentle and talks and laughs, I believe it must be very beautiful and uniquely romantic.

Suddenly, Chen Bufan woke up in his sleep.

A light flashed across his eyes.

"Someone!"

Chen Bufan stood up with the flow.

The moment I got up, a sound came from the window.

"Crash!"

The heavy glass was broken and one person killed in.

Holding a long knife in his hand, he hit Chen Bufan's heart directly.

"Swoosh!"

The person who came made a move very quickly and was extremely fierce.

Chen Bufan snorted coldly, looked at him disdainfully, dodged sideways, and took advantage of the situation.

"Bang!"

He waved his palm and hit the person's chest, wherever he came.

"ah!"

The attacker fell from a high building.

At the same time, abnormal movements also sounded in the teacher's wife's house.

It's really a tragic death.

Attacking Chen Bufan would be at most a death.

If you offend two wives, you will basically not be able to survive or die.

The outcome can be imagined.

Sure enough, a scream came from the teacher's wife's house.

That scream of hysteria originated from the deepest part of the heart.

It is more painful than a slap in the air.

Not only that, the door of the outermost room was forced to break open.

Chen Bufan opened the bedroom door and went out.

A total of eight people broke in.

"Xiao Fanfan, I'll leave it to you."

The second master's wife was wearing pajamas as thin as silk, hazy.

"good!"

"Come on, kill them."

"Master's wife, what's wrong with that person just now?

Why are you still calling?"

"He was scratching himself, his face was already bloody."

"It's too cruel, right?"

"No, he will eventually thorn himself to death until his last breath."

"As for how much it is to scratch, it is unknown. Some people will only die if they disturb their internal organs."

“!!!”

"Anyway, your third master's wife is watching, and he won't be able to commit suicide."

"Hey, no! Xiao Fanfan, what do you mean inside and outside?

Are you talking about me as a girl as cruel as a flower?”

"No!"

Chen Bufan denied it.

"You have it!"

"No!"

The eight people were almost furious when they watched the two of them argue.

What's the meaning?

Have you taken us seriously?

Please respect us a little.

Eight of us are here to kill people. Shouldn’t the point be on us?

Your quarrels are getting worse and worse, and you don't treat us as human beings at all.

"Grass! Kill them!"

The leader issues orders.

"superior!"

"kill!"

Eight people came together and shouted to fight and kill.

However, their strength is vulnerable in Chen Bufan's eyes.

Too weak!

Among the eight people, only one is epic.

Chen Bufan took the initiative to attack and left.

"Forehead!"

"ah!"

"Plop!"

In less than a minute, seven of eight people died.

The last person was strangled by Chen Bufan, raised his neck with one hand and his feet off the ground.

"Say, who sent you here?

Who are you?

What's the identity!"
To be continued...
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