Fast Transmigration Chief Boss

Chapter 159 I am in a different world, Gangshan God 21
To suffer a fat beating in vain, my heart is unwilling and bitter.

Some brain supplementers diverge their thinking, my God, she could not be the daughter of a mountain god!
Jinli: Ahh!He deserves it too!
Jiuxiao knew what was going on outside, and waited at the entrance of the side hall, with a deep hostility in his dark eyes, and his tone was cold: "You'd better be honest, challenge my authority bottom line again and again, I don't mind losing both."

Jin Li gave him a supercilious look, and slammed the courtyard door tightly.

I'm too lazy to talk about a lose-lose topic with a mentally ill person who damages Yin and virtue.

Jiu Xiao was following behind her, ready to go in together.

In the end, the door slammed mercilessly, without stopping all of a sudden, and almost kissed the door.

Jiuxiao's heart was overwhelmed, his face was ugly, as if he had eaten shit.

With a dark face, he thought about whether he should find a chance to find out the depth of the other party.

After a fight, you can find some flaws.

There is no way to go on like this, the other party doesn't seem to be in a hurry at all, but he can't afford to wait.

One sits firmly on the Diaoyutai, the other scratches his feet anxiously.

Passive feeling really uncomfortable.

Jiuxiao gritted his teeth and returned to the temple, retreating.

After searching the Divine Beast Mountain all night, his consciousness was exhausted, and he needed to recharge his energy and make a last-ditch effort.

hard work.

And Jinli lies high by the north window, enjoying a leisurely stroll.

Too busy to bite people, go out and pound sandbags every day when you are full and have nothing to do.

Standing guard at the door of the school, catching a familiar face imprinted in the mind is a beating.

Originally, all the members of that small gang had concussions yesterday, and they were barely listening to the class with their groggy heads on their heads.

The class is cloudy and foggy, and after school, I am confused and eat another meat-fist meal.

The classmates were still very friendly, and quietly ran to make small reports, but Zhou Zhengan set off with the believers early in the morning to find a baby in the mountains.

I can't afford it, hide!
Those who are in charge on the holy mountain and believers who can speak are not at home.

It doesn't matter if he's here or not, Jinli can still reign supreme.

I was beaten for two days in a row, and no one cared about it, so it was for nothing.

The small gang took the courage to suspend classes collectively, and if they didn't suspend classes, the remaining half of their lives would probably be lost.

On the third day, Jinli waited at the old place with a stick.

My hands hurt from being used with fists these past two days, so I specially brought a weapon today.

When people who were leaving school saw her, they took a long detour as if hiding from the plague.

First class, second class, all the people in the school had left, and no members of the small gang came out. Like a hooligan, Jin Li went into the school with a stick and searched around, only to find that no one was there.

It seems that he didn't come today.

Well learned.

It doesn't matter, door-to-door service, anyway, I have nothing to do.

He stepped on the ground well, without turning a corner, and went directly to the direction of the small gang's accommodation.

After a while, there was a burst of crying and howling in the yard.

In order to save trouble, Jin Li dragged the thirteen small gang members one by one into the yard, lined up neatly with their heads level.

People with OCD report a strong sense of comfort.

Then, find a long bamboo pole and crack it, which is similar to using a flail to beat grain in the countryside.

Save time and effort.

Their skin was torn apart, and before they passed out, they seemed to hear the demon asking, "Are you happy?"

Little gang: "."

Want to go down the mountain! !

I want to stay away from the devil.

Would rather die alone.

What wind, flowers, snow and moon, night and day, are all floating clouds.

Jinli: Don't you guys like violence very much, experience it for yourself.

The reason why the devil is called a devil is because the devil has no compassion, even if you cry bitterly and beg for mercy, he will still torture you in different ways.

In the hearts of the small gang, Jin Li is a more terrifying existence than demons, ruthless and ruthless.

The next day, just as the person who was hanging with one breath was relieved, the devil came again.

This time, Jin Li changed his game.

Busy in the yard for a while, there are a bunch of people hanging from the big tree in the yard, and a circle of wooden pier is surrounded under the big tree. The people hang from the tree and swing back and forth like a swing.

When you feel out of breath and about to be strangled to death, your toes will touch the wooden pier, take a breath, and then continue to sway.

Back and forth.

It seems that it has been carefully calculated.

If it weren't for being strangled by the rope, the 13 people would probably kneel on the spot. They were really scared.

Countless brushes with death, the fear of wandering between life and death are like spring seeds taking root and sprouting in fertile soil.

Like maggots attached to bones.

Other irrelevant people in the yard have long since disappeared without a trace.

Fear of being implicated.

Feel the gaze of a demon.

Although Zhou Zheng'an didn't dare to trouble Jinli, he still arranged for several doctors to treat a group of boys and girls who were half-breathed.

Several doctors treated him overnight, and they all shook their heads when they came out.

It was horrible.

His body was covered in cuts and bruises, and his spirit was listless.

None of them can't be well maintained for a year or so, even if they are cured, they will be useless.

A group of useless trumpets.

I will raise it for a period of time and send it down the mountain to fend for myself.

In the eyes of the public, Jin Li is simply an out-and-out demon.

His hands were bloody and his heart was cruel.

At the same time, the faith of many people was shaken.

I am very puzzled, why the mountain god didn't severely punish the destructive devil, and let her do whatever she wanted on the mountain, hurting nature and harming the same kind.

Jin Li did not rarely explain this, even if she was wandering outside, people avoided her like a snake and scorpion, and they never explained a word.

But I still couldn't help muttering a few words in my heart: I am such an excellent person, how can you mere mortals be overwhelmed.

Hidden strength and name.

It was another sunny day, and several beautiful women filed into the side hall and placed breakfast dishes on tiptoe without making any noise in the process.

After setting the table, he quietly retreated outside the hall, not daring to vent his breath.

With his head down, he whispered quietly, not even daring to whisper.

Demons are more terrifying existences than mountain gods.

For five days, Jinli has been waiting for the mountain god to get sick.

Resources are scarce, several medicines are missing, and the efficacy of medicines is slow.

Jiuxiao is alert, and the medicine is light.

The timeline stretches.

It could have been simpler and use the green value directly.

But Jin Li has always been stingy, reluctant to part with it, and save as much as he can, not short of that little time.

Thrift is a virtue.

……

In the quiet room, the mountain god who was practicing suddenly froze, with a sudden chill in his body, chest pain, and vomiting blood.

Weak and fell to the ground on his back, his face was horrified, his eyes were lifeless, and he muttered: "Drug, medicine..."

Knowing something was wrong, he turned pale.

Jinli entered the temple as if no one was there, unimpeded.

Pushing away the quiet room, with a bright smile on his face, he sighed endlessly: "What a miserable man."

"How did you do it?" The voice was low and fragile.

Desolate and desolate.

He has not eaten recently.

Jin Li touched the wall, rubbed his feet on the floor, waved his hand, and said, "Of course you can't use food poisoning to deal with you, air, the air that penetrates everywhere."

Jiuxiao concealed the overwhelming hatred in her heart and tilted her head dejectedly: "Take whatever you want and leave me alive."

Jin Li's eyes lit up, and he blurted out: "The mustard space."

There is nothing better than having space.

(End of this chapter)