Chapter 255

Three people fall back to the ground, at this time, the attack speed of the men and women, once again fast up, three people turn windmill general, rotating, on the platform, you come and I go fighting.

Beard, gloomy face, two eyes, carefully staring at this battle, but his mouth is hateful scolding, "Damn, where did this evil star come from?"

Soon, the battle between the three men was resolved. The two men and women, at the same time, were bounced out and fell on the platform with a thump. Blood came out of their mouths. Their feet struggled slightly, and their last breath was spit out, which made them hiccup.

"Now, it's your turn, you'd better tell me the address of your lace Bay headquarters, otherwise, they will be your end!" The motorcyclist spoke and came up to the bearded man. Through his helmet, his eyes were cold.

"Please, spare me!" I don't know if it's because of the threat of that sentence, or the cold eyes that make whiskers feel afraid, only to hear a plop, whiskers kneel on the ground, mouth repeatedly beg for mercy.

"Hum!" There was another cold hum. The motorcyclist disdained the bearded performance. "Say it, as long as you tell me the location of your headquarters, I'll let you go!"

As he spoke, the motorcyclist took a step back, because his beard was trembling and he held out a hand, as if he wanted to hold the motorcyclist's trouser legs to support his body.

"Speak quickly!" With that, the motorcyclist raised his hand. If this guy doesn't speak, the next moment is when he becomes a corpse!

"No, don't kill me," I said Whiskers mouth flustered words, kneeling on the ground, walking with knees, a few steps close to the motorcycle rider, talking, stretched out two hands, tightly hugged a motorcycle rider's leg.

"If you have something to say, let's go!" In the heavy cheers, the motorcyclist seems to be disgusted with the bearded behavior. He raises his legs and shakes it two or three times, but fails to get rid of this guy.

"I, I tell you, I was forced, too. The headquarters of lace Bay is right here!" The words in his beard's mouth were so light that the motorcyclist could not hear them clearly. He bent down to hear them more clearly.

"Speak up, where is the headquarters of lace Bay?" The motorcyclist drank and stretched out his hand, as if trying to catch his beard.

At this time, a sinister smile flashed in the eyes of the beard. At the moment when the motorcycle knight's hand reached out, the beard suddenly came out of his hand, and a sharp dagger appeared in each of his two hands. Mercilessly, he stabbed the motorcycle knight's head.

"Shameless!" From the mouth of the motorcyclist, there was a curse. His head tilted back to avoid the attack of the two daggers. However, the helmet on his head was knocked off at this moment.

"Ah A exclamation came out of the motorcycle rider's mouth. With the falling of the helmet, a long hair appeared. This motorcycle rider is fan Zheyun. There is a small voice changing device in her mouth.

"Hum, it's a woman who dares to come to my rocking bar. I want you to become the new beard of my rocking bar. He talks fiercely, waves two daggers and pours on me fiercely. It's a change of cowardice. If he is a sheep just now, he will become a wolf at the moment, Swallow the lamb fan Zheyun.

"Bah!" With a heavy spat, fan Zheyun vomited out the voice changing device in his mouth. With her charming original voice, he said to his beard, "originally I wanted to kill you. This time, don't blame me for killing you!"

"Very good. It depends on who killed who!" The beard is no longer loaded. The two daggers are waving like a splash of wind, bringing up bursts of fierce wind. The daggers force fan Zheyun to retreat step by step. The edge of the beard makes fan Zheyun have to dodge.

"Quack, quack! You'd better accept your destiny as a * * obediently Seeing fan Zheyun's step-by-step evasion, he was elated with his beard and said evil words, "I want you to lie on me first and bear my torture well, ha ha ha ha!"

"Go to hell!" Fan Zheyun couldn't bear it any longer. He finally broke out. With a wave of his slim hand, a light flashed, and a faint fragrance of orchids came out of the air again. The offensive of the beard was suddenly cut off by the waist. He held two daggers high in his hands, and his eyes were full of disbelief. On his forehead, a little bloodstain was quite conspicuous.

"I don't believe it!" Mouth murmured to say this sentence, beard plop a, plop on the ground.

"Accept your destiny, fool!" Fan Zheyun said something in his mouth. He sat down on the ground regardless of his image and gasped for breath to deal with these people. Compared with those little gangsters and hooligans he used to deal with, he didn't know how many levels higher. It seems that this lace Bay is really a Tibetan dragon crouching tiger. That man and woman, as well as this beard, are all masters, Fan Zheyun still had a lot of trouble, especially his beard. If he hadn't despised the enemy, I'm afraid he wouldn't have solved him so easily!