Chapter 847: Who is the murderer 8

Ning Shu felt that Mei Ziqing said that the first-time actor had the right to kill the ordinary stalker.

If he is strong, Nima's perverted uncle wants to kill her, Nima first turned him over and obliterated him.

Without power, there is no right to dignity and speaking.

Red. Naked. The naked strong is respected.

After practicing for one night, Dan Tianli cultivated a subtle qi, and his body was warmer, his hands and feet were warmer and more comfortable.

The wound that was pulled by the silk thread was also itchy and red, and Ningshu ate several anti-inflammatory drugs to prevent fever and inflammation.

Uncle and 795 came downstairs. Ning Shuyi saw his uncle quickly bowed his head, only his slender legs and slightly floating windbreaker horns.

Stepping down the stairs step by step, like stepping on her heart, making her heart unbearable.

She has a fear of this person.

Ning Shu took a deep breath, silently recited the heart curse in her heart, pressed down the negative emotions in her heart, and one day she would become stronger. One day she would avenge her hatred and kill him once.

Ning Shu was in yy for a while.

"I am going, two people died in the evening, or a quest?" 795 shrugged his shoulders. "This mission has simply smashed the dog."

Ning Shu is speechless. If it is not an upgraded amulet, it is three people who are dead.

What's special, redeem an upgraded amulet for a lot of merit.

Ning Shu really can't do it, and said that tears are coming down.

"Take the stool." Uncle bowed to Ningshu.

Ning Shu smiled and raised his hand in a mess. "I am handcuffed."

In the trough, she was wiped out once, which will let her do things again. Do you have a face?

Wouldn't it be awkward?

795 thought about it, using his **** to move a few times on the stool, stood up and said to the uncle: "I have wiped it, you sit."

Uncle glanced at him, did not sit in the chair he had sat, and sat down on the chair next to him.

"How did you die?" 795 asked, a room with the boss, very safe, 795 directly to sleep.

What happened last night, I don’t know anything about it.

Ning Shu glanced at the uncle and said: "Kill." To be precise, Zhang Jiasen wants to kill her, Mei Ziqing is too anxious, and the result is mistaken.

Ning Shu feels that Mei Ziqing is very anxious. It is estimated that he is eager to seize the murderer, end this task, and gain merits to become a senior actor.

It is easy to make mistakes in an emergency.

795 picked a brow, "Is that 6457 killed by you?"

Ning Shu shook his head and went to the indifferent uncle and said, "Is it obliterated?"

795 couldn't help but glance at the uncle and pulled Ning Shu out of the house and asked, "What the **** is going on?"

Ning Shu told the original story of the 795.

795 couldn't help but shook his head. "It should be obliterated, and I don't see what the task is."

"This plane is about to become a super plane. If the law really collapses, it will be an unpredictable disaster. The hundreds of millions of creatures in this plane will die directly. The debris and the debris of the plane will Injury to the surrounding planes, the planes are all connected, otherwise why are so many passersby."

"Everything is task-oriented. I hate 496 that. I don't do anything. The grudges can be solved after the task is completed." 795 shook his head.

"Especially..." 795 glanced at the room and whispered: "There are people who have the first-generation clerk, they have to clamp. The fart. The stock is a person, they are the people who make the rules."

Ning Shu couldn't help but sigh for a long time. It is estimated that Zhang Jiasen is now too low-level, is a junior task, and does not understand the above-mentioned class, so impulsive.

I want to take revenge too much.

795 took a shot of Ning Shu's shoulder. "Slow down, no 6457 is in it, don't guard him."

"Thank you." Ning Shu thank you.

"Is the first-generation clerk very powerful, does he not use other people's body?" Ning Shu asked.

"They just need to suppress the force to the minimum and minimum, and go directly into the plane." 795 said, "I also want to use the handsome and handsome deity."

Ningshu: →_→

"I have a serious oral ulcer." 795 snorted. "Give me some spit."

Ning Shu turned into the room, and saw the uncle who had long legs, swallowed a sip, Nima, now the uncle is so horrible.

In the past, Meng Meng will only use a scalpel to dissect the person, and will not take the gun to kill the school doctor to go somewhere.

"Oh..." A rush of footsteps stepped on the stairs, and 496 Lu Shanshan said to the uncle: "Two girls died."

The uncle stood up and went upstairs with his long legs.

Ning Shu also quickly followed up, and when I entered the room, I saw two girls, who were tied back to each other and were inserted into the back of the head by a wooden stick with the shape of a shuttle.

The two heads are like a bunch of candied haws. They are pierced from the mouth by wooden sticks, their mouths are widened and their eyes are protruding.

The sharp wooden sticks at both ends are blood and brain.

Ning Shu's pupils shrink and shrink, so cruel, why kill people like this.

Ning Shu feels chilling, in the end is the change. The state killer pursues the fun of killing, what is the deep hatred and hate to kill in this way

Uncle was cold with a face, with a chill on his body, looking at the four-body situation with his gloves, watching the other two girls holding the quilt, nestled in the corner, asked: "What happened last night?"

The two girls have been scared of their spirits. When they heard the voice of the uncle, they stunned and said in amazement: "No, no, I don't know, I don't know anything."

A girl holding her head, her eyes are red, and she cried nervously. "We will die, we will all die..."

"Giggle..." She cried, her face showing a nervous smile.

Was scared crazy.

‘噗通...”, the community president Fan Junyang squatted on the ground, his look was eager and desperate, and he desperately took his head to the floor, bloody.

"How could this be, how could this be..." Fan Junyang muttered to himself, "How come this kind of thing?"

Uncle licked his lips and said coldly: "Get the body down."

Ning Shu looked at the scene. Was it the person in the room who committed the crime or came in from the outside?

Uncle lifted his foot and walked up to the wall, rubbing the wall and squatting with his hands to see if there was any authority.

There was no movement when I died.

Every time I die, it is silent. When people feel pain, they will struggle and yell, but she is awake all night and has no voice.

It is made by people and will definitely leave traces.

People are killed when they are unaware, or they are killed without pain.

Is it a Chinese medicine, or is it an injection of an anesthetic?