Fast Transmigration Chief Boss

Chapter 253 The Black Shop in the Wilderness 8
After the dinner was over, Jin Li saw the needles and took out the secret book of formations to look through.

There is a cheap master next to him, who is just right to ask for advice when he doesn't know much about it.

When taking a bath just now, Jin Li ran his exercises to feel the aura of this plane, which was quite thin.

No, I'm going to learn the Spirit Gathering Formation first, so I can practice faster.

Xiao Jingshuo brewed two cups of tea with the tea leaves he brought, handed a cup to Jinli, and then sat quietly beside him and recalled the past.

Back then... well, I don't want to mention it back then.

Now the status has plummeted, and it is getting worse.

The maid turns over and becomes the master of the house.

He has been reduced to a servant.

There was the sound of rain outside the window, and the room was silent.

Jin Li flipped through a few pages, a little...

How can I put it this way, even Jin Li, who claims to be smart, is bored and doesn't know the point.

Go back to the first page, think about it carefully, then go back to the first page, start all over again...

An hour later, Jin Li slapped the book, angrily, and slapped the table angrily: "Fake book, it's definitely a fake book. Even someone as amazing and talented as me can't understand it. It's 100% fake."

At this time, the corners of the girl's eyes were raised high, and her eight-character eyebrows were twisted.

Uh~ It's the aunt, the girl is no longer a girl.

Xiao Jingshuo couldn't help being amused, and burst into a smile: "You have never been in contact with formations, so it is naturally difficult to understand."

Back then, it took me more than a year to get started.

"Is that so?" That's not my fault.

Xiao Jingshuo slightly poked his head toward Jinli: "Tell me, what can't you understand?"

The corner of Jin Li's mouth twitched, I couldn't understand anything: "The first sentence..."

You know!
The corner of Xiao Jingshuo's lips unconsciously brought a smile: "Then I will explain from the first sentence."

"Yeah." Jin Li propped his big face plate with one hand, his eyelids drooped slightly to hide his embarrassment.

It was raining outside the window, and the night was getting darker.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, under the careful explanation and guidance of Xiao Meiren, Jin Li finally got some essentials. Seeing that it was late at night, he left Xiao Meiren's room with unfulfilled desires.

At one o'clock in the morning, the pattering raindrops suddenly turned into squally showers, and the late autumn wind was blowing loudly.

The door of a room opened slowly, and one person looked into the corridor for a moment, then a huge figure flashed past the corridor and stopped at the door of the room at the end of the corridor in an instant.

The figure stood still in front of the door for a while, holding the card between his fingers and opening the door lock.

The door was ajar, and the figure seeped through like water. As soon as the figure entered the room, the gun was raised in one arm, the body was pressed against the wall, and one toe was slightly tiptoed.

The person on the bed was very alert. The card was inserted into the crack of the door, and he woke up suddenly. He quickly picked up the gun and jumped out of bed.

The person who sneaked in outside and the owner of the room leaned their backs against the wall almost at the same time, holding their guns on alert.

With their backs against the wall, neither of them moved. They entered a state of high alert, adjusted their breathing, judged the opponent's position based on the sound just made, and quickly calculated the steps to be taken in their minds to adjust the accuracy of the muzzle. .

Where the two stand, one is on the vertical surface and the other is on the horizontal surface. The wall forms a "factory" shape, and the "factory" is a bathroom.

In the bathroom, the water in the faucet is like endless urine-tick tock.

There were seven drops of water, and the slightly tiptoe suddenly exerted strength and took a long step.

The people on the horizontal wall also jumped out at the same time.

Lightning and flint, moving like a ghost.

In an instant, the two faced each other at the intersection of the word "factory".

Brother Killer's pupils constricted, and the position deviated by 1.5 centimeters, while the opponent's muzzle pointed straight at his heart.

A small difference, a thousand miles lost.

When did a top player come to the remote ancient city?
The scene was quiet for a while, only the sound of each other's shallow breathing was heard.

Jin Li raised his eyebrows slightly, breaking the condensed atmosphere: "We shoot at the same time, you are dead, and I have a 40% chance of rescue."

"So, the right to speak is in my hands, right!"

Brother Killer: "Yes!"

Jin Li smiled and said in a pleasant tone, "Very good, quite killer! Now, take off your nightgown."

Brother Killer suffocated for a while, his eyes shook violently: "I like fruit sleep."

Jin Li kept smiling: "I don't care, take off!"

My sister has observed the scene and has no scruples.

Brother Killer: ...I care! ! !

Look at the mighty and rough black-skinned woman, Brother Killer's mental activities are a little rich, no, you may have misunderstood, big sister, do you really have the nerve to take advantage of me when you look like this, I'm at a loss! !
Seeing Brother Killer's bloody expression, Jin Li smiled like a flower and said, "Trust me, I have a beautiful soul, and you will not lose."

"You better stop laughing." A smile is twice as ugly, horrible, and amazingly lethal. I can't appreciate the beauty of your soul, Brother Killer resisted a strong sense of discomfort: "Really, don't laugh, I'll take it off!!"

Jin Li complained silently, unexpectedly, the cold killer was actually a face control.

Brother Killer took a deep breath and tore off the belt of the nightgown, shrugged his shoulders back, and the nightgown fell to the ground.

Red fruit, light stay standing.

A faint blush appeared on his face.

"Turn around." Jin Li's face was expressionless, his eyes passing by the grass.

Brother Killer turned around, feeling a little humiliated, a little proud, feeling that the ugly aunt thinks highly of him, if your butt is not upturned, and you can't hold a weapon, you must think too highly of me.

"Well, that's enough." After checking, Jin Li said, "Now throw the gun over and kick the pocket next to the bed over."

Brother Killer hesitated, he could sacrifice Guangguo's body, but weapons are equal to life.

"If I want to kill you, I would have shot, please believe me, I'm not interested in your life." Jin Li reassured, we might be together in the future.

A woman's mouth, a deceitful ghost!Brother Killer believes that Big Mom is sincere this second, but...it's hard to say the next second.

Obviously, the aunt didn't come to visit him in the middle of the night, or covet his beauty, but with other ulterior motives.

If she can't satisfy her next time, she will definitely be threatened at gunpoint. Brother Killer seems to have seen the direction of tonight's story.

"Alas," the killer said, "It's God's will."

Jinli took the gun with one hand, put it on his waist, put the travel bag on his back, propped his hands back, and sat on the TV cabinet for a while, his elephant legs swayed happily: "Put on the nightgown and sit opposite me Beside the bed, we brothers chatted."

Brother Killer: Who is talking to you two brothers, you are not in the mood.

Having said that, the situation is pressing, we must chat!
Brother Killer really couldn't figure out when an aunt like a rural woman became so fierce.

The front wave is going to kill the back wave!

The two sat opposite each other in silence, at first they were a little speechless, and Jin Li was thinking about how to cut into the topic so as not to appear abrupt.

Needless to say, Brother Killer lost at the hands of Aunt Tu. His mood was unbearably low, and he was so sad that he didn't want to talk, he wanted to be quiet.

"Cough~" Jin Li coughed, breaking the situation where the two were looking at each other: "Well, is your organization's treatment okay?"

Brother Killer was stunned: "It's not bad."

(End of this chapter)