Quick wear: Oops! The paranoid god is a love brain

Show your uncle's performance.

Do you want to watch me show you how to twist off your dog's head with my bare hands?

Yan Feng's mentality was about to collapse.

He watched Dan Cheng slowly untie his shackles.

The man was calm as usual.

Even the mask-like smile on his face is still on.

And based on his observations in the past few days, Yan Feng can be sure that Dancheng is particularly excited when he smiles like this.

Because Dan Cheng had this expression when he ate him two days ago.

He enjoys it.

He is enjoying this life and death game.

Although he had tried his best, Yan Feng still could not fully understand the brain circuit of this madman through these few days of communication.

But since he is still smiling, it should prove that he has a way to escape, right?

After struggling for a while, Yan Feng simply chose to ask: "Do you have a hang glider?"

Dancheng shook his head: "No."

Yan Feng frowned: "Then you have a special way to escape?"

Dancheng smiled happily: "What are you thinking about?"

I wonder how you idiot can still smile so happily!

Yan Feng's words had already rushed to his lips.

But when he saw the long knife that Dan Cheng raised again, he swallowed his words obediently.

People will not die if they don't speak.

But it’s not necessarily true when you say it.

Take a deep breath.

Yan Feng decided to be a mute for the sake of his life.

The smoke in the room was getting thicker and thicker, and Yan Feng did not dare to delay. Wearing some clothes casually, he followed Dancheng to the window.

The floor-to-ceiling windows on the [-]th floor opened.

The wind howled.

Dancheng pushed him with the handle of the knife and smiled brightly: "Fly?"

Fly your mother.

If it really flies, I won't scare you to death, you idiot!

Yan Feng looked at Dan Cheng's face, and his mind was filled with all kinds of swear words.

There is no way to think about it with normal thinking.

The divine power is still there.

He will definitely not die if he jumps.

Even if the divine power cannot support his body, it will be easy for him to transform back into his own body and take off.

So Yan Feng knew that he would not die.

It was precisely because of this that he had to admit that all his hesitations now were because he was worried about Dancheng.

Dancheng is no small bird.

The fragments of the soul do not carry the power of the god.

So if he falls to death, he really dies.

Of course Yan Feng was reluctant to part with it.

But the other party obviously didn't have as many worries as he did, and even continued to urge, "If you don't fly, I'll throw you down."

Yan Feng:?

I'm worried about you.

You're going to throw me down.

Are you still a person?

Gritting his teeth, Yan Feng stared: "If I really fly, I won't care about you."

"Don't worry about me," Dan Cheng smiled brightly: "I won't care about you either. We each have our own abilities. You can run away if you want. If you are caught by me again, I will let you continue to be dinner."

He said it so calmly.

He doesn't seem to care about the current situation at all.

Yan Feng didn't know whether he was real or acting.

But he knew that if he didn't jump down, the building would burn down.

Finally, after Dan Cheng poked him again, Yan Feng stepped out of the edge of the window frame.

Then the whole body fell downwards.

The wind whistled in his ears.

This is the bird's favorite sound.

Yan Feng opened his hands and enjoyed this moment of freedom.

It's still a long way from the ground anyway.

He had enough time to think about how he should solve the problem of falling.

He didn't know that after he jumped down, Dan Cheng stood there, looking down at him.

After watching it for less than a second, he jumped down with him.

However, it wasn't like Yan Feng's fall.

Instead, he pressed against the outside of the building, stepped on the wall, and let gravity act as the driving force to speed up his body.

The little mouse is indeed a liar.

He also said that he was a little bird.

This won't fly at all.

Dancheng thought in his heart, and the smile on his face finally expanded to its maximum.

At the same time, he grabbed Yan Feng who was still falling and brought him back into his arms. He laughed wildly and said, "I caught you again, Mr. Flightless Bird."

Feeling the familiar breath approaching and being pulled into the familiar embrace, Yan Feng simply gave up on the thinking he had just started and narrowed his eyes.

Since Dancheng dared to chase him, it proved that he had a way to solve this problem.

Just leave it to him.

He was just dinner anyway.

Where do you need dinner to help you think things over?

Feeling at ease, he gave himself a new excuse to show off, and Yan Feng completely relaxed his body, allowing Dancheng to hold him more comfortably.

The two people's fall did not stop just because they hugged each other.

Dancheng kept looking down.

When he felt that the distance was about the same, he suddenly pulled out the long knife in his other hand. The blade of the knife plunged hard into the wall on the side, sinking very deep. Only the handle of the knife was still exposed. The process of cutting metal and cement hindered their speed of descent.

Sparks from the friction flew and all the veins on Dancheng's arms popped out.

However, relying on this strength and his accurate calculations, when the two people landed, only a smooth pedaling was left.

There was absolutely no impact from a fall.

After feeling his feet touch the ground, Yan Feng opened his eyes again.

Looking at the state of Dan City again, he said in surprise: "You can actually stay intact, that's okay!"

“Not only will it stay intact, but you can continue to eat after disposing of the garbage.”

Dancheng smiled happily.

Approaching Yan Feng, the pointed tiger teeth were looming.

Yan Feng blinked.

Perhaps the surprise of the aftermath of the disaster was too heavy, so he couldn't help but indulge in the beauty again, and leaned over to kiss Dancheng.

Then this action became a trigger.

Dancheng's eyes darkened.

He took out the long sword stuck in the wall, took Yan Feng and kissed him deeply and said, "Don't worry, I will eat you later and you will be very satisfied."

Yan Feng stopped talking.

He knew that he definitely couldn't escape.

Then just like the time before, Dancheng held him in one hand and held a knife in the other, looking for those people waiting for victory in the night.

Blood and fire merge into one.

The crackling fire is more like mourning this crazy and violent killing.

Dancheng is like a real evil ghost.

Climb out of hell.

Weave among the crowd.

Wherever the sword light reached, there was only a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

No one survived.

Although garbage is easy to clean up, it cannot handle too much.

When there was no longer the unpleasant smell of Dan City around, the sun finally rose again in the sky.

This was the first time Yan Feng saw the sunrise clearly since he was captured.

However, the next second, he was pressed against the wall.

He was no longer as calm as before, and the blood even wet the collar of his pure white shirt.

Dancheng pinched Yan Feng's neck with one hand and fixed him to the wall, and tugged on his tie with the other hand. He smiled brightly and said, "It's past dinner time, but it's not bad for breakfast. It's a rare meal." For such a sweet breakfast, you have to behave well and make me happy."