The king of entertainment

The iron-faced judge's face sank and he said coldly: "We don't have a boss there, we have one here!"

Lu Xiaofeng also lowered her face, "Since you already know this, you should go back and tell you the Wei person upstairs, and tell him that he would not come and touch Zhu Ting, otherwise I will burn you all in one fire.

Eight Qingyi Towers!”

The iron-faced judge sneered: "If we kill Zhu Ting, wouldn't it be good for you?"

Lu Xiaofeng said lightly: "Have you never heard of it? I have never liked widows."

The Iron-faced judge said: "As long as you agree to go with us, I promise not to let the boss's wife be a widow."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

It wasn't someone outside knocking on the door, but the person knocking on the door had entered the room at some point.

He didn't knock on the door with his hands, either, because he didn't have hands.

The sunset shone in from outside the window, and happened to be on the face of the person knocking on the door, which could not be considered a face at all.

Half of the left side of the face has been peeled off, and the wound has now shriveled and contracted. He pulled his nose and eyes over in a crooked manner, not a nose, half, nor a pair of eyes, but one.

Only a dark and deep hole was left in his right eye. His forehead was cut with a big "ten" character with a blade, and his hands were cut off by the same wrist. Now there is a cold iron hook on his right wrist.

The left wrist is equipped with an iron ball larger than a human head.

Compared with this man, the Iron-Faced Judge turned into a handsome and handsome little white face.

Now he stood inside the door, knocked gently with the iron hook on his wrist, and said coldly: "I am a human, not a wild dog. When I come to someone else's room, I always knock on the door."

As soon as he spoke, half of his face that had been cut off was constantly twitching, as if he was crying and as if he was laughing.

Seeing this person, even the Iron-faced judge couldn't help but shivered.

He didn't even realize how this person came in. The soul-catching hand had taken two steps back and said in a lost voice: "Liu Yuhen?"

The man's throat made a series of light laughter like rust, saying, "I didn't expect that there are people in this world who recognize me. It's rare, rare."

The Iron-faced judge was also moved and said, "Are you the 'jade-faced man Liu Yuhen?"

Such a person is actually called "Jade-faced Langjun"?

But the man nodded, feeling sad, "I have been passionate since ancient times, and the past is like smoke and cannot be mentioned. Now the 'Jade-faced Man' is already dead. It's only a pity that Liu Yuhen is still alive."

The iron-faced judge changed his color and said, "You...what are you here for?"

He seemed to have an indescribable fear of this man, and even changed his voice.

Liu Yuheng said coldly: "Ten years ago, Liu Yuheng wanted to die, but he was still alive until now. I came here just to die."

The iron-faced judge said, "Why do I want you to die?"

Liu Yuhen said, "Because if you don't want me to die, I will die..."

The iron-faced judge was stunned, and his soul-sucking hand's face turned blue.

At this moment, they heard another knock on the door.

The person who knocked on the door this time was outside, but suddenly he walked in and walked in without opening the door.

This door made of thick wooden boards turned into a piece of paper in front of him.

He neither bumped or kicked, and walked forward casually, and the door in front suddenly shattered.

But he didn't even look strong at all. He looked like a very gentle, delicate and weak scholar. His white face always had a smile.

Now he was smiling and said, "I am also a human being, and I'm knocking on the door."

The Iron-faced judge suddenly realized that even when he was laughing, he had a murderous aura like a blade in his eyes.

The soul-catching hand had taken two more steps back and said in a lost voice: "Xiao Qiuyu!"

The man smiled and said, "Okay, you are indeed knowledgeable and have the ability."

The iron-faced judge couldn't help but show his reputation again, "Is it the 'heartbroken swordsman' Xiao Qiuyu?"

The man nodded and sighed: "The autumn wind and rain are so sad that I always have to worry whenever I kill people."

The iron-faced judge couldn't help asking, "What's the worry?"

Xiao Qiuyu said lightly: "What I am worried about now is that I don't know if I am here to kill you or let Brother Liu kill you?"

The iron-faced judge suddenly laughed again, but the laughter seemed to be choked in his throat, and even he himself seemed to be crying.

The soul-catching hand was even more at a loss and kept looking around, as if he wanted to find a way out.

Suddenly, a man laughed and said, "What are you looking for? Are you looking for your pair of silver hooks?"

The man stood at the window, with a black and thin face, short and small, but had a big beard full of flames, holding a pair of silver hooks in his hand, which was the soul-catching hand.

He smiled and said, "I have brought the silver hook for you, take it!"

The word "go" exit, with a light wave of his hand, the pair of silver hooks slowly flew towards the soul-catching hand, surprisingly slowing, as if two invisible hands were holding them underneath.

Even the Iron-faced judge recognized this man, and he said in a lost voice: "'Walking alone for a thousand miles'?"

Dugu Fang also nodded, "I have never been to other people's houses, but this time it is an exception!" As soon as he finished speaking, his people were gone.

His man suddenly arrived at the door and knocked on the broken door. As soon as the knock sounded, his man suddenly appeared at the window again and suddenly jumped in from the window, smiling and said, "I am also a human being, I also knock on the door."

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The door was clearly broken, but he went to knock it. After knocking, he still wanted to jump in through the window.

The soul-catching hand had already caught his hook and suddenly sterned: "You are here to cause trouble for us too?"

Dugu Fang said lightly: "I don't kill wild dogs, I just watch others kill them."

He simply moved a chair and sat down at the window. The twilight outside the window became even darker.

Lu Xiaofeng was still lying comfortably on the bed. No matter what happened here, it seemed to have nothing to do with him.

He also knew about Liu Yuheng, Xiao Qiuyu, Dugu Fang.

There are only a few people in the world who don’t know about these three people, but now there are even fewer people who can get Lu Xiaofeng off the bed, and he seems to be ready to settle on this bed.

Dugu Fang, Xiao Qiuyu, and Liu Yuheng, these three people are not much different even if they are not the most introverted and weirdest people in the world. But now they have actually got together and suddenly appeared here for what?

Woolen cloth?

Although the face of the seduced hand was blue, he still sneered: "Qingyilou and the three have never had a holiday. Why did the three find us brothers today?"

Xiao Qiuyu said: "Because I'm happy!"

He smiled and said, "I have always been happy to kill anyone. Today I am happy to kill you, so I will kill you!"

The soul-grabbing hand glanced at the iron-faced judge and said slowly: "What if you are unhappy?"