The villains are all my vests

Chapter 83

The second brother's complexion is not very good.

But he is a face-saving person, and he will never admit that he doesn't know these things.

So after thinking about it, the second brother said seriously, "This should be some kind of torture."

"Torture?"

"Acupressure is to make iron into the shape of fingers, press it on the back after burning red, and push the oil is even more terrifying. You have to burn the tung oil from the demon world for seven days and seven nights, and then pour it on your body."

"Second brother, don't, don't talk, it's scary." The white clothes shrank into a ball: "Why is Wankong staying in such a horrible place? Father is right, we shouldn't have come."

"What are you afraid of? Don't be cowardly. I'm here! Go, get out of the car."

"..."

"Let's go."

"Second brother, you should go first."

"...I'm behind."

"No."

……

Six circles private club.

Gu Zhihuan and Song Yu are trying to raise the price on the price list.

Wankong lay on the table, curiously flipping through the various services on it.

Lin Jinshui went to the kitchen to help Panlong prepare today's lunch.

Song Yu's ears twitched suddenly: "Here comes the man."

Wankong got up from the table and was about to open the door when Song Yu held him down: "Let Lao Gu go."

Gu Zhihuan glanced at Song Yu.

Song Yu was extraordinarily calm.

Gu Zhihuan got up and left the office.

Office—the current private club of the Six Realms, there are many exits, but the entrance is only the gate.

Outsiders cannot directly enter the clubhouse, they must show their passes outside the door, and the staff of the clubhouse will open the door from the inside before they can enter.

This was the first time Gu Zhihuan went to help a customer open the door.

Gu Zhihuan has seen Song Yu open the door for others. Before opening the door, he will wipe the door with his hand, and a peach blossom will appear on the door. People inside the door can see the scene outside through the peach blossom.

But Gu Zhihuan didn't have any spells, and after tossing around behind the door for a long time, she couldn't find a way to see the people outside, so she could only pretend to be serious and said, "Please show your pass."

"Okay." A rustling voice came from outside the door.

Gu Zhihuan guessed that they were getting a pass, so he opened the door.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind hit our faces.

Gu Zhihuan saw a flash of silver light in front of him, and a big knife half the width of a person came down head-on.

At the very moment, Gu Zhihuan noticed that the passport in the person's hand was not stamped.

Damn, counterfeiters have to swallow a thousand penises.

Gu Zhihuan tried to avoid it to the side, but the difference in size was too great. She clearly took a big step with her own efforts, but the blade was still on top of her head.

Two slender and beautiful fingers clamped the blade out of thin air, and with a flick of the fingers, the big knife, which was longer than Gu Zhihuan's whole body, was snapped in two.

At the same time, Gu Zhihuan was hugged from behind and jumped back into the air.

"Song Yu, your uncle!" Gu Zhihuan couldn't help cursing.

Then, Gu Zhihuan saw Song Yu's figure appearing at the gate, entangled with the strong man holding a knife.

The person behind that is...

Gu Zhihuan took a deep breath, turned around in surprise, and saw a handsome face as cold as ice.

The facial features are still familiar ones, but when they are put together, they become a Han Yue that Gu Zhihuan has never seen before.

Dressed in black and a black robe, his pitch-black eyes are very cold, like a frozen pool, without any fluctuations.

When Gu Zhihuan's gaze met his eyes, he felt that his breathing was stagnant, and an uncontrollable chill had already crawled up his spine.

"Han Yue?" Gu Zhihuan asked tentatively.

Han Yue didn't know how he was floating in the air, he tilted his head slightly, his eyes swept over Gu Zhihuan's face indifferently, and he didn't respond.

Gu Zhihuan seriously thought about whether Han Yue would recover his memory if he kissed him on the head now, or just threw himself from the air.

After weighing the distance with Han Yue, Gu Zhihuan leaned his head eagerly.

"The passport has not been confirmed. There is an error in the process. Half a month's salary will be deducted." Han Yue's cold voice sounded above Gu Zhihuan's head.

Gu Zhihuan: "..."

"Beat him! Song Yu!" Gu Zhihuan's method of transferring hatred was perfect.

The strong man was stopped by Song Yu and roared angrily, "Where's Panlong? Get that coward out of here! It's a shame to hide behind a few dwarves!"

Shorty Song Yu narrowed his eyes dangerously.

The pink robe is automatic without wind.

Wankong was afraid that Song Yu would lose his temper, so he hurriedly stopped him: "Don't be angry, he was joking."

Song Yu was undoubtedly the one who listened to Wan Kong the most. He suppressed the idea of ​​throwing this low-level creature out, and raised his eyebrows: "Are you looking for Panlong?"

"Bah! He is only worthy of being called a coward!" The brawny man carried a broken long knife and was still vigorous.

"I'll call him for you." Song Yu said.

"Hmph, do you think I'll believe the sweet words of you people!" The strong man snorted coldly, his size was so huge that Gu Zhihuan was almost blown away by him when he breathed out through his nostrils.

Fortunately, Han Yue dragged her and flew up a few meters.

"Pfft—" Gu Zhi burst out laughing.

Han Yue: "???"

The ones below looked up at the same time.

The strong man stared at her coldly: "Human, are you laughing at me?"

"Pfft—" Gu Zhihuan laughed again.

Song Yu stared at Gu Zhihuan in surprise.

He didn't realize that Gu Zhihuan was a mighty and unyielding person.

A rare look of confusion appeared on Han Yue's face.

In his opinion, human beings like Gu Zhihuan are the weakest existence here.

Gu Zhihuan laughed a few more times before poking Han Yue's arm: "Can you hug me up a bit, my waist is ticklish."

"..."

"Pfft—haha—if it's not very convenient—it's okay—haha—" Gu Zhi laughed so hard that tears almost flowed out.

Han Yue hesitated for a while, and finally adjusted the position of his hand mercifully.

The strong man's expression turned extremely ugly when he was interrupted like this.

"Let Panlong get out!!!"

"Baby?" Lin Jinshui pulled Panlong out of the kitchen, holding a boning knife and wearing a chef's hat.

Baby……

The faces of everyone became very strange.

Wankong blushed, really embarrassed to laugh at the strong man's name.

Gu Zhihuan...Looking at the knife in his hand, he suppressed his laughter.

Han Yue didn't even lift his eyelids.

Song Yu laughed unceremoniously.

The strong man said with a livid face, "Don't call me by my nickname! Call me by my full name!"

Pan Long thought for a while: "Sorry, I don't remember clearly. What is your full name?"

Gu Zhihuan silently turned her head away.

One move kills.

Originally thought that Pan Long was an honest man, but he didn't expect the damage to be so huge.

"Nicholas Nursery Ibibiriel Kiki-Jeanne Little Baby!"

Gu Zhihuan secretly confessed.

She wrongly blamed Panlong.

No one can remember this kind of name.

"Nicholas Nursery Yibi..." Pan Long got stuck in the middle of speaking. He couldn't think of the second half of the name after thinking about it for a long time, and finally cut out the name altogether: "Then who, what can I do for you?"

(End of this chapter)