Nine Hundred Fifty-Seven Assassins

At this moment, Zhan Lian hasn't come back yet, and he hasn't received the message. It is estimated that when he receives the message, this person won't even have a day to kneel here, so An Ran plans to make a quick decision, sitting under the eaves of his own house, and speaks directly. asked:

"Tell me, what is the hatred between us, you want to assassinate me?"

"Demon girl! Slut, you have harmed everyone in the world. If I don't kill you, my hatred will be solved! I failed today, and I have nothing to say, but wait, your life will never be so easy, I After that, there will be tens of thousands of people queuing up to kill you!"

The man said a lot, the words were harsh, and An Ran couldn't help frowning, directly took a cup in hand, threw it towards the man, and said angrily:

"Come on, come and kill me, let me see how many of you come!"

If she is mad at her, what does it mean that she has harmed everyone in the world? It's nothing more than rumors that the pink flower has destroyed the antibodies in the human body, what and what!

The man who was thrown from a cup raised his head proudly, and laughed out loud, as if he could make An Ran jump in anger. He had a sense of accomplishment, and this reckless attitude made An Ran look like a fool. sneer,

"Okay, I have harmed everyone in the world, right? Then don't introduce pink flowers, then don't cultivate flower seeds. People in the world see me as a demon, and I think people in the world are also cheap. Flowers have so many crystal nuclei. , what are you doing in Baihua City to buy cuttings?"

"Not what we want to buy!"

The assassin knelt on the ground and cried out, filled with a sense of cynicism,

"The evolution of life requires the survival of the fittest. An Ran, you are the sinner of the entire human race if you make this kind of pink flower. It is a pity that our leader, kept in the dark by you, keeps wasting it on you Crystal nucleus, you have deceived our leader, but we will not let you succeed so easily. [WWw.Sui Mеng.lā”

"Which base are you?"

An Ran stood up, looked down at the assassin, her face was full of curiosity, she really wanted to know which base raised the idiot, in this idiot's mind, he was probably the most sensible person in the whole world, the base leader Nothing compares to him living clearly.

The assassin pursed his lips, obviously not wanting to drag down his base.

So An Ran laughed again, walked around the assassin, the grievance and anger in her heart calmed down a little, and said:

"I'm surprised, you want to kill me, saying that I have prevented the survival of the fittest, but you refuse to say which base you belong to. Tell me, after you say it, I will not sell pink flowers to your base again. I won’t kill you, on the contrary, I will let you go back and let you see with your own eyes how your base became a hell on earth, you say, is this deal worthwhile?!”

"You, you bitch!"

The assassin finally let go of the smug look on his face, roared at An Ran, got up and was about to attack An Ran, two small stones flew out of nowhere, hit the assassin's knees, aroused the assassin's bounce reflex.

It was the fat man who was being treated at the side, and the stone was thrown out of his fingers.

As soon as his body crawled forward, the whole person lay on the ground, smelling peacefully, and commanded coldly on top of his head:

"Take him down, pry his mouth open, and ask which base he is in. If you hate me so much, then don't come to buy pink flowers from now on, and enjoy their survival of the fittest!"