Ning Shu has washed himself for a while, is ready to go to bed, and begins to practice peerless martial arts. No matter what, he must have a healthy body to better complete the task.

Ning Shu is more thankful that this peerless martial arts is his own, not redeemed from the system, or there is no way to cultivate now.

As expected, we should learn everything by ourselves. The systematic thing is that we should take the wind out when we are in a draught, and take it back when we take it back. We can't catch it off guard. We don't care about other people's life or death.

Three servant girls in the same room also fell asleep. Ning Shu recited the pithy formula of peerless martial arts in his heart.

"Knock, knock, knock..." At this time, there was a knock on the door, which was very rhythmic, as if it was on the heart door.

"Well, who's going to open the door? I guess it's the owners who need it." A servant girl said with a snuffle.

"I think it's the pregnant SongGe who has something to do with the door." Another servant girl said.

Although say so, three servant girls all got up from the bed.

Ning Shu listens to the knock, in the heart some fidgety, once some of the feeling of the heart.

"I'll drive." Looking at Ning Shu, a servant girl took a white look at Ning Shu and put on her shoes. First, she turned the wick to make the oil lamp brighter. Then she opened the door.

Listen to the sound of opening the door, Ning Shu looks to the door, and sees the servant girl who opened the door limping on the ground, without struggling or crying in pain, lying on the ground without breath.

Ning Shu's heart leaped heavily. He got off the bed quickly. He ran to the door without wearing shoes. Ning Shu who ran to the door immediately went back to the house.

Because she saw the black barrel facing her.

Gun?!!!

Then a man in a black windbreaker came in, with a slight flutter in his corner and a faint breath. Now he was holding a gun to Ning Shu's head.

Ningshu: ∑ (△ °) ︴

big Uncle!

Uncle is dressed in black windbreaker. It's dark outside now, which makes him as cold as a ghost.

Being confronted by the swarthy muzzle of the gun, Ning Shu's whole body's sweat is blown up, and even his soul is shaking, as if facing something very horrible.

Ning Shu's face was shaking, and cold sweat was oozing on his forehead. When he was pointed at his head like this, Ning Shu found it difficult to speak.

It's like a frog being stared at by a poisonous snake, facing its natural enemies.

Ning Shu raised his hand to make a surrender. This is the Qing Dynasty. It's against the rules to take a gun. You are so willful with Mao.

Ning Shu can guarantee that if he moves, he will be killed immediately.

The medical uncle helped his glasses, picked up his eyebrows and looked at Ning Shu. He said, "intermediate task man?"

Although it is a question, but the tone is very flat or even indifferent.

Uncle Xiaoyi removes the gun pointing at Ning Shu's head and points it at the other two servant girls in the room.

"Please, leave me alone. I'll leave this position right away. I'm wrong." A servant girl knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the medical uncle. She looked regretful and her tears and nose were all over her face.

Ning Shu: silly force

The medical uncle picked up his eyebrows and said, "yes."

"Thank you." The servant girl cried and laughed, but the expression solidified in the next second. Her body fell to the ground. There was no wound on her body, but there was no breath.

Besides, Ning Shu didn't hear the sound of shooting at all. He turned his stiff neck to look at the servant girl who fell on the ground. He turned to see Uncle Xiaoyi looking at himself. Ning Shu peed when he was scared.

"It's your turn." Uncle to hold the quilt shivering another servant girl, pull the trigger, the servant girl did not have any resistance to die.

Ning Shu's forehead was sweaty and his muscles were shaking. When Uncle looked at her, Ning Shu's face twitched even more.

Up to now, Ning Shu is still a face of silly dog face. Seeing uncle's fretting coat corner from the corner of his eyes, Ning Shu screams 2333 in his heart.

"What's the situation now? I met a pervert." Ning Shu called to 2333, "what should I do now?"

"Run." 2333 choked out such a sentence.

Now the uncle is more terrible than before, and he also needs ghosts and animals. Ning Shu slowly moves to the door. She can't be killed. What can I do if she dies? If she dies, she has to come back again. When she wants to get back to the intermediate level, she has to double her points.

It's not easy to become an intermediate Tasker. This task should be completed no matter what.

What kind of identity is uncle?

The medical uncle turned to look at Ning Shu and said indifferently, "they have all been wiped out. It's hard for me to see you alone here."

Ning Shu: ∑ (△ °) ︴

uncle, this obsessive-compulsive disorder is not saved. He killed three people and left one alone. It's better to kill them all?!!!

Paralyzed, she is really a person sitting at home now, disaster from heaven.

"I don't know anything. Let me alone." Ning Shu said to uncle.Uncle took a look at Ning Shu, supported his glasses, scanned the room, and asked Ning Shu, "which bed is yours?"

"What?!" Ning Shu stared at the medical uncle. "What do you say?"

"He must have wanted you to die, so he asked you which bed to sleep in." 2333 sounds in Ning Shu's head.

The medical uncle hooked his mouth and the lens flashed a cold light, which made him look like a ghost. Especially standing in the room, the whole room was much lower with a pair of long legs.

Ning Shu felt that uncle had heard 2333 words. The radian from the corner of his mouth was very penetrating. Ning Shu quickly pointed to a bed. "I sleep here."

"Shake the dust off the bed." Said the uncle lightly.

Ningshu: sigma (° Delta °) ︴

what is this?

In uncle's eyes, Ning Shu bent down to dust the bed. Uncle Xiaoyi stepped back and looked at Ning Shu who made the bed indifferently.

"All right, all right." Ning Shu said to the uncle who was playing with guns.

Uncle just sat down and folded his two legs, which seemed to be very long.

Ning Shu wanted to sit down. He was close to his uncle. The school doctor turned to look at Ning Shu. "Stay away from me."

Ning Shu:

The buttocks are going to the bed, Ning Shu can only stand up awkwardly and say: "tea, I'll boil water for you."

The medical uncle looked at Ning Shu with a kind of light floating eyes, but he didn't speak. Ning Shu tentatively walked to the door for two steps. Seeing that the medical uncle didn't point a gun at her, he immediately burst into flames and ran out of the room.

Help!!!

Ning Shu ran all the way to the dining room, bolted the door, leaned against the door and gasped for breath. The boiling water of burning fart was afraid to go back. Maybe it would be wiped out.

And Ning Shu didn't know why he killed those taskers?