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Chapter 256 Send You To Be Nine Thousand Years Old

"this……"

The men in black looked at each other, obviously Chen Bufan's request was too much.

"Chen Bufan, even if I die, I will not surrender to you." One of the men in black said fiercely. Not long after he finished speaking, his body's energy was exhausted and his body was swaying in the air. If someone else hadn't supported him, he would have fallen down long ago.

Looking at the arrogant man in black, a trace of murderous intent flashed in Chen Bufan's eyes. He popped out a finger force, and the finger force shot out, hitting the man's chest. With a muffled sound, a hole the size of a bowl appeared in the man's chest, and blood was squirting in the hole.

A strong smell of blood spread, constantly stimulating everyone's highly nervous nerves. With the death of this little friend, the men in black deeply realized that if they did not kneel down, their fate would be the same as this person.

They raised their heads and looked at Chen Bufan's expression that looked like the god of death, and a chill quickly rose in their hearts.

Kneel, maybe you can live.

If you don’t kneel down, you will definitely die.

They don’t have much time to consider, and once the secret technique fails, it will immediately fall from the sky.

By then, they can't even kneel down.

At this moment, speechlessness became their only way of expression.

After a while of silence, those people felt extremely tired. As expected, the failure of their secret technique came one after another. At this moment, there was no time to think about it. Some people kneeled down to survive, while others held their heads up and their chests were raised without any fear.

For those who did not surrender, Chen Bufan rushed over quickly. After sweeping a few swords, their bodies were rippled and flesh flew everywhere. He acted as fast as lightning. With such a speed of attack, those people could hardly feel the pain and their lives were over.

The reason why these people were not tortured was that Chen Bufan admired these people as men. Although what they did was a bit shameful, the unyielding in his blood was still there. The second was that he had no time and had to rush back to the lonely paradise as soon as possible, otherwise he would really become the first emperor in the history of the mainland to be remarried by a woman.

After dealing with those people, the rest were some people who were greedy for life and fear of death. Chen Bufan would not want these people, but now he does not have time. In addition, these people have just activated the third secret technique, and their strength cannot be restored in a short period of time and cannot pose a threat to him.

"It's better to keep these people first. If I'm unhappy, I'll vent my anger on them. Maybe I can ask them some secrets that I don't know from them at that time, hahaha..."

After deciding to let these people go temporarily, Chen Bufan flew quickly to the woods in the distance, and quickly found Yiyuan through his spiritual consciousness, and he released Zhou Zhenghua.

After pulling off the socks from Zhou Zhenghua's mouth and unbuttoning the acupoints, Chen Bufan jumped far away, while covering his nose.

"Don't come over! The smell on you is too big, I can't stand it."

After Zhou Zhenghua was relieved, he vomited a lot for a while, almost spitting out everything in his stomach. After vomiting, he put his hands in his waist and looked around, but he did not see a standing person, with blood corpses everywhere.

"Hey, you killed all these people?"

Chen Bufan nodded, shook his head again, and he pointed not far away.

Zhou Zhenghua's gaze moved over, and after seeing the twelve people, he changed instantly.

"I'm so mad, you're a bear, you dare to stuff your socks into my mouth. I'm not going to deal with you well."

After saying that, Zhou Zhenghua ran over angrily. He took off his socks and stuffed them directly into the mouth of one of the people in black. However, there were twelve people here, and the number of socks was obviously not enough. He was about to take off the socks of those people in black.

Chen Bufan, who was standing beside him kindly reminded: "It's better to use underwear."

As if he was suddenly awakened, Zhou Zhenghua felt a sudden realization. Li Ming decided to adopt Chen Bufan's suggestion. He took off the pants of the men in black one by one. Then he used the dagger he carried with him to pull down their underwear one by one and stuffed them into the mouths of the men in black. Only after he finished doing it did he let out a long sigh.

Seeing Zhou Zhenghua finishing these things, Chen Bufan said, "How is it? Have you been angry?"

"It's all done? What a joke? You can't finish this tone in your life. They stuffed the socks into my master's mouth. By the way, there are you. If it weren't for you, I would have been stuffed with two socks?"

Chen Bufan took two steps away: "Aren't I forced myself to do that? Besides, I risked my life to save your life before."

Zhou Zhenghua recalled the dangerous scene in his mind, and at this moment he felt a sense of fear. He could indeed help him in such a situation. This is no longer an ordinary friend, but a life-and-death friendship that can be used to go up the oil pan under the knife mountain for his brothers.

"Forget it, for the sake of your life to save my life, I will let you go this time, but I can't let those people go."

"What do you want?"

Zhou Zhenghua's eyes swept the crotch of the men in black, and suddenly he seemed to think of something, and a wicked smile appeared on his face.

"Send them all to be nine thousand years old."

After saying that, he waved the knife in his hand and walked over.

Although the men in black could not move, their consciousness was still there. When they heard that they were about to be nine thousand years old, their faces changed. But now, they didn't even have the strength to speak, let alone resist.

A man can have no money, no status, or even nothing, but he can't have no younger brother! This is the minimum dignity of a man.

How can you be happy without a little brother?

The men in black looked at Zhou Zhenghua who was constantly approaching, and there were ten thousand rejections deep in their eyes, but what's the use of rejection!

No use.

Zhou Zhenghua walked slowly over, and with every step he took, the faces of those people looked a little ugly.

Walking to the first man in black, Zhou Zhenghua slowly squatted down. He looked at the man, then shook the knife in his hand.

The cold beam shook on the man in black, and the man was frightened and peed. Because his trousers were removed to his knees, his underwear was pulled off again, and this was pulled on Zhou Zhenghua's body.

Zhou Zhenghua was suddenly furious and wanted to catch the words and slash them. But those words were working!

"I'm going to urinate all over my body. When you finish urinating, I will have to castrate you!"

After saying that, Zhou Zhenghua patiently retreated and waited quietly.

The man in black originally thought he could escape, but he didn't want to escape.

Soon, he finished peeing.

At this time, Zhou Zhenghua bent down angrily and waved the knife in his hand. He didn't expect that before he could do anything, the man was scared to death.

“It’s really boring.”

Zhou Zhenghua turned his gaze to the next man in black.

The man was scared again.

"Damn it, fortunately I reacted quickly, otherwise I would have to pee again." Zhou Zhenghua patted his chest in fear.

Chen Bufan really couldn't stand it anymore. He knew that Zhou Zhenghua was just a joke and did not really want to send these people to be the Nine Thousand Years, so he stopped him at this time. More importantly, he had no time to waste now. He had to rush back to the lonely paradise as soon as possible. He didn't want to be the first emperor in the history of the mainland to be remarried by a woman.
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