Chapter 450

First of all, his people lost contact gradually, but they didn't hear any changes, so they suddenly stopped reporting the news.

A man forces himself to calm down. What if he can't report the news just because he's nervous

Even so, men's hearts are gradually sinking down. It's not a case. With more and more such cases, men can no longer cheat themselves.

There must be something wrong with the people over there!

But there is still a secret fluke in my heart, fortunately, their people have not completely disappeared, there is still a chance to turn over.

He can only hope for the people who exist at present and in the end.

Otherwise, he couldn't imagine the consequences.

Those who have no news, want to know, at this time should fall into the hands of Feng Tingmo.

A touch of anger flashed across the man's face, but more of it was panic.

He clearly has planned so detailed, even if the time is tight, but the planning to the place, he has tried to deal with the perfect degree!

Even if there are some places that are not perfect, they are not so miserable. Nine people were sent out, and only one person was left in the end!

What a terrible insight! I have tried my best and tried every means to disguise myself, not to mention that this is my strength.

But I didn't expect that almost all of them were folded in Feng Tingmo's hands now

A touch of despair flashed in men's eyes. How terrible the strength is... In this chaotic situation, they can recognize their people accurately.

And among the people coming and going, he took all his people away without disturbing anyone!

If you make a little noise, it will also attract other people's attention. Although it is not good for them, it can at least give others a wake-up call. It will not fall to the extent that the whole army is almost destroyed!

However, no, nothing, his people just like suddenly disappeared in general, did not give him the slightest precaution.

Before the implementation of today's plan, he had not thought of this result, the worst result.

But it's really when things get to this point that men feel powerless. It's really terrible

What's more, although men have never experienced the means of opening people's mouths, they have heard a lot about it.

No matter how hard your mouth is, in the hands of the people who are in charge of Tingmo, you will finally say what they want to know.

Their identities will be exposed by then. The dust sealing side

Don't know what to think of, the man hit a spirited, head also came out a thin cold sweat, eyes inside slowly revealed panic.

He is an old man who follows FengChen. Naturally, he knows the means to deal with people. He doesn't want to die! The important thing is not to want to die so miserable!

Compared with Feng Tingmo, what he was more afraid of was his real master, Feng Chen!

Although he seems to be ignorant of the world, or even immature, in fact, his evil mind is far better than ordinary people, making it difficult for people to retreat completely.

For the hand of FengChen, men really can't understand it any more.

Because most of the time, it's all done by him!

Before, when dealing with others, a man will have a secret joy in his heart. After all, it's always easy to give himself a strange sense of satisfaction to watch others suffer

It is easy to cause the most secret and shameless satisfaction in people's heart. I think the reason why FengChen likes to torture people like this is because of this!

But now, he is incomparably regretful for the things he did before.

Because before those means, after Feng Chen knew the result of this matter, he would definitely change them ten times and a hundred times! He would rather die than accept such a result.

At least, less pain

Now he can only try his best to pray that the last person can succeed, so that he can at least give himself room to adjust!

Although I know that the hope is slim, after all, the first few people have been dug out again and again, and how long can the last one survive.

Now, it's just a matter of time, isn't it

Sure enough, my heart just fell this idea, the phone there suddenly came a silent.

The man's face was white, and he was so soft that he sat on the seat. The voice of the waiter was worried.

"How are you, sir?"

The soft voice of the waiter can't bring the slightest comfort to the man. He can't call back the slightest intelligence. He can't put anything else in his mind now.

My head was full of the voice that suddenly became silent.

He was very familiar with that voice, especially after eight other times.

The man completely closed his eyes in despair, his face was full of pale, where he could not understand, his last hope had been lost.

Before, although I knew that there was only one person left, most of them could not succeed.

But there are still people, there is a trace of unrealistic fantasy can support him, now, nothing!

"Sir?"

The waiter's face was just right worried. After all, the way a man looks now is not so good.

Man suddenly opened his eyes, eyes with desperate ruthlessness.

The waiter was so scared that he took a step back. Just now, in the man's eye, it seemed that he was going to kill him. How could people not be afraid.

But soon, the man took back his sight, as if it was just a waiter's illusion

"I'm fine. You go down first."

There is obvious hoarseness in a man's voice, as if he had just experienced something.

The waiter had a hesitant look on his face, but the man obviously didn't want to pay attention to him any more. He lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

The waiter shook his head and stepped back.

The man just showed his decadent breath. It's over. Now it's over

Thinking of what he was going to face next, the man closed his eyes again.

Different from the desolation on this side, the three people on the other side have different painting styles.

"Still, do you want to play?"

At this time, Chang Cong's breath was obviously unstable. He had just been dragged by Xiao Conghua, playing with a big pendulum, roller coaster, pirate ship

Chang Cong felt that although he was still here, his spirit had already drifted to the sky, and he had a kind of unreal feeling.

Now I hear the little guy want to play by himself.