The top boss is super clingy

Chapter 170

Lin Zidan and Li Jiancheng were very disappointed and sad about Dai Mao's rejection, but they couldn't help pricking up their ears when they heard Dai Mao ask this.

Qiu Yuan didn't treat them badly at first, but was rather friendly to them.

As a result, in the blink of an eye, he suddenly changed his mind and even attacked the two of them.

Thinking of this, the two looked at each other.

Li Jiancheng took a few steps closer, but still kept his distance from Qiu Yuan, and asked: "That... Mr. Dumao, did he have a mental illness just now? That's why he attacked us?"

When Dumao heard this, he rolled his eyes wildly.

It doesn't even know how to complain. It's not Qiu Yuan who has brain problems, it's clearly them themselves, right?

"Do you want to talk?" Dai Mao didn't bother to pay attention to Li Jiancheng's question, and jumped in front of Qiu Yuan.

The two dull hairs also swayed with its movements, which didn't seem to have any deterrent effect at all, but was a bit endearing.

Not cute.

"You are the one who is crazy!" Qiu Yuan couldn't help but replied to Li Jiancheng!
He had never been so humiliated.

However, Li Jiancheng looked serious and didn't mean to be joking at all.

He seems to really think of himself as a lunatic!

Qiuyuan, who has always been admirable everywhere he goes, how could he stand such a stimulus?

Li Jiancheng took two steps back and muttered: "If it's not, then it's not. Why are you so excited..."

Crazy people don't say they are crazy, they think they are normal.

Qiu Yuan only felt that a mouthful of old blood was spitting up in his throat, and neither was swallowing it, it was terribly aggrieved!
Daimao was ignored, and it felt very unhappy.

Daimao raised his paw and nodded towards Qiuyuan!
"Ah..." A blood hole the size of a finger was pierced on Qiu Yuan's shoulder, and blood gushed out.

A scream came from Akimoto's throat.

Li Jiancheng and Lin Zidan's eyes widened.

This is this...

Isn't this too powerful?
Simply incredible!
Just like the little finger?
"Gudong..."

A thought appeared in the minds of both of them at the same time: Is it okay for them to be apprentices now?
Master Dumao, can you accept a disciple?

"Are you sure you don't want to say it?" Dai Mao put his hands on his hips and looked serious.

While speaking, it raised its head and Qiu Yuan opened his mouth: "You..."

It actually made a sound.

A coldness flashed in his eyes, and when he was about to move, he realized that his body was still immobile, only his mouth could speak.

"Who the hell are you..."

He had never heard of such an unbelievable Taoism.

How can someone just tap himself lightly, and he can't move?

"I asked you why you did something to them! Don't talk about me, if you are not honest, don't blame me for being rude!"

Dumao is irritable online.

It felt that the captives this time were very difficult to take. In the past, whether it was a demon or a scum among practitioners, whoever it and its master had captured would say whatever they asked?

It and the master's prestige, that is a reputation far and wide.

No one dared to go against them, and even after falling into their hands, there was no need to ask at all, and they just told everything as if they were pouring beans.

Because they know very well that sometimes life is really better than death.

The sooner they confess, the sooner they can be relieved.

Now this person is fine, obviously he doesn't know the prestige of it's stupid hair!

Daimao licked his mouth, squeezed his little hands lightly and prepared to go straight to the execution!

(End of this chapter)