Wanwan Jianghu Road

"Young Master Fu Nian, be careful not to be affected." Xiao Manting immediately leaned towards Fu Nian, but found that his worries were unnecessary, and Fu Nian was not panicked at all, just as he had expected this result a long time ago.

On the other side, Nangongsi and the black shadow fought 'evenly matched', and they never came out on top.The 'black shadow' seemed to realize that the other party was playing with him, and when he was about to withdraw, Nangong Si suddenly appeared directly in front of the direction he was going to withdraw, and gave him a strange smile, and then caught him off guard and locked him His neck soared into the air, turned over beautifully, and then landed, severely suppressing it to the ground.

"You still want to trick me? I'm sorry, hey, you're still a little tender." Nangongsi proudly clasped the man in black who was already lying on the ground by him, and tore off the black cloth covering the man's face with one hand. , an immature face full of disdain appeared in front of the three of them.

Xiao Manting was speechless, and looked at the boy carefully.Fu Nian walked over, knelt down, stared at the young man with cold eyes, and asked, "Where is Bao inquiring?"

The young man snorted coldly, and a sneer flashed across his face: "Want to know? Yes, please."

Then, Nangong Si impatiently patted the young man's head: "Stinky boy, I'm asking you something, I'm so confused, do you think you look alike?"

The young man frowned, and his tone became colder: "Hmph! Don't think that you can do whatever you want once you suppress me. Tell you, it's not that easy to talk to me!"

"Hehe, it wouldn't be fun if it was that simple." Nangong Si patted the boy's head again, and said with a smile, "It's okay, I have a lot of time to spend with you, sir. Let's see if your patience will last. The means of living me."

After finishing speaking, Nangong Si touched the boy's acupuncture points, preventing him from moving.Then he kicked him onto the reclining chair, quickly took off the boy's boots and socks, then took out a chicken feather from his bosom, and flicked it on the sole of the boy's feet with a smirk.

Some people are not ticklish, so this trick may not work for everyone.But, judging from the trick just now, Nangong Si has judged that this kid really likes this trick.

The so-called prescribing the right medicine is to use the opponent's weakness to overcome it.For Nangong Si, as long as the final goal can be achieved, the means are not a problem.

At first, the boy could bear it for a while, but as he got further behind, the itching on the soles of his feet became more and more unbearable. His toes curled up unbearably, and veins burst out on his forehead and neck, but he was still holding it back. with.

This concentration, Nangong Si appreciates, but unfortunately, who said that this guy's opponent is him.

"Little guy, if you don't tell the truth, you can avoid the death penalty." Nangong Si said temptingly.

The boy glared at him fiercely, his face was about to cramp, and he just gritted his teeth: "Dream!"

"Hey, I don't understand." Nangong Si stopped the movement in his hand, grabbed the chicken feather and waved his hand, "It's just such a small old man, is it worth your protection? If my guess is right, you There should be nothing to do with that old man, why do you let yourself suffer like this?"

"Oh, that's right, I really have nothing to do with that old man." The boy blushed and stared at Nangong Si, with anger mixed in his tone, "But you! I have a blood feud with you! I want to kill you!"

"Hmm..." Nangong Si pretended to be surprised, clutching his little heart and said 'terrified', "What? We have a deep feud between the two of us? When did it happen? Why can't I remember? Is there some misunderstanding? ? You must have admitted the wrong person~"