My identity as God of War was exposed by my best sisters

Then Han Wuji, who had an evil smile on his face, turned his head to look at the dead lord whose legs were paralyzed on the ground.

Holding the dagger in his hand that was still stained with a trace of blood, he extended his tongue and licked it slowly, and from time to time his mouth let out goosebumps that sounded like goosebumps, and then walked towards him slowly.

However, the dead lord, whose legs had long been paralyzed by fright, could only move back desperately, his eyes revealing a full of horror.

"Ahh Demon... Devil!" "

You you..." Don't come here!"

Please!"

Seeing the Dead Lord being scared like this, he almost cried, but Han Wuji was even more excited, he was now enjoying this wonderful moment very much.

Looking at the prey that is about to be slaughtered at will, the sense of superiority of achievement that cannot be said in my heart.

Chen Bahuang, who was standing not far away, was stunned when he saw this scene.

"Lying groove!" "

Isn't it, is Brother Han playing so perverted now?" Qin

smiled and did not speak, and walked over leisurely.

"Jizi, you're a little leisurely.

"Just as the so-called friends come from afar, they are happy!"

"People who come to our Dragon Kingdom from far away to be guests, that is a distinguished guest, you see what you are about to scare the distinguished guests into?"

Han Wuji pulled back from the state, his face full of innocent expressions.

"Blame me, boss, I'll just play with him, who knew he couldn't stand the fright so much." "

It's not interesting, but it's really a bastard!" The

dead lord seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, his eyes looked at Qin Wu with excitement, and he used Long Wendao, which made people listen to it extremely awkwardly.

"Yes, yes, this gentleman is right, there is an old saying in your dragon country that there are friends who come from afar, and they are happy

!" "Look at sir, you are a saint with measurement, as long as you ask this friend of yours to let me go, then we are best friends, I will give you a lot of money that you can't spend in this life!" "

A lot of money!"

Qin smiled unrepentantly, and looked at him playfully.

"Gee, is the so-called top killer organization in country M just this bit of backbone? It's really a shame for

your country!" "You said that if you let your countrymen see this scene, do you guess they will cut you by a thousand cuts?" The

face of the dead lord is very ugly, but it doesn't matter anymore, in order to save his own life, whether the face of his own country is irrelevant to him, who cares about these shit faces at this juncture.

"Friend, as long as you let me go, all my money will be given to you, and if there is anything that needs the help of my dead lord in the future, I will definitely help you with all my might."

"That's it, friend!"

Qin raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Is it?" "

But I don't seem to have anything to help with at the moment.

"But Death, his old man may need your help." Hearing

this, the dead lord's body shook violently: "NONO!"

"Sir, you can really laugh, you just said that I am a distinguished guest."

"I remember that there is still a saying in your dragon country, multiple friends and multiple paths, which is also good for yourself in the future."

Qin Wuxian leisurely lit a cigarette and said lightly: "I can't imagine that you are quite proficient in the language and writing of our Dragon Kingdom."

"But you forgot a word, let me add to it."

"There are friends from afar, and friends come, and we must be entertained with good wine and meat."

"But if the jackal comes, it is a shotgun to treat, shotgun is not used for a long time, easy to rust!"

"So do you still think you are a distinguished friend?"

This. The Dead Lord didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Qin Wuxian raised his head and straightened his chest, his eyes examined him, and said coldly.

"The little killer organization that can't get on the table, a group of jumping beam clowns, who gave you the courage to dare to step into the land

of my dragon country?" "Illegally crossed the country, and wantonly killed the people of my dragon country, are you really no one in my dragon country?

The dead lord also reported a glimmer of hope, and loudly retorted: "No, no, no!" "

You can't kill me, I am a citizen of country M, but I have the exclusive right to act in country M, killing me will cause international disputes, and if you don't get it right, the two countries will be at war, and you won't have any good fruit to eat

!" "I ask for bail, I want to call the consulate, you have no right to kill me!"

Qin Wu kicked him to the ground with a fierce kick, and the soles of his feet stomped his head.

"What about international disputes? What about the war between the two countries?

"Lao Tzu will kill anyone he wants to kill in this life, and no one has been able to stop Lao Tzu, even if the president of your country M comes, you have to kowtow to Lao Tzu obediently on the ground

today!" "It is your luck that you can die at the hands of Lao Tzu today!"

The Death Lord struggled desperately, trying to get rid of Qin Wu's foot, and now he only felt like something weighing a thousand pounds was pressing on his head, as if his head was about to be trampled on in the next second.

With the gradual exertion of the soles of Qin's unrepentant feet, the Lord of Death has also given up the struggle, and now he is even having difficulty breathing, and everything in front of him has slowly become blurred, and his eyelids have slowly pulled down!

"Remember to greet the God of Death and his old man for my Supreme Dragon King

!" "Bang!" Hearing

these words, the pupils of the Lord of Death suddenly opened, but the next second his vision was covered by plasma and his own brain pulp.

At the moment of death, I knew that I had provoked this man who made the whole world tremble, and I knew that this man was here, even if I killed myself, I should not step into this taboo and sacred land...