"I'm on the roadside, make a lot of money, no one wants to stop me, let me make more ..."

Nie Wuming looked at Xiao Fatdun and was slammed by his father, and he seemed good to feel good. He took the song given himself with his father's money, humming the song in his mouth, and walked towards his home.

In the distance, Ling Mi, who had already followed Nie Wuming to the forest. After seeing the previous scene, she didn't know what to say. The appearance of Nie Wuming really made her see the new world.

After that, the teenagers of Fangyuan dozens of miles, no one knows Nie Wuming, and no one is willing to provoke Nie Wuming.

Nympho

"Aunt Ling, Grandma Ling, do you see me running fast?"

In the villa, Nie Wuming ran fast.

"Quick." Wen Sheng, Aunt Ling put the fruit on the coffee table with the fruit.

"My martial arts has grown to its peak, I am invincible." Nie Wuming laughed.

As Nie Naiming's words fell, Ling Yan and Aunt Ling looked aggressive. Where was this weak chicken invincible?

"Don't you run quickly?" Aunt Ling said.

Nie Wuming looked at Aunt Ling, smiled slightly, and his face was unpredictable: "The world martial arts, but it will not break!"

Aunt Ling: "..."

Ling Yan: "..."

In this kind of life, Nie Wuming does not know how long it lasted, but the longer he, the more accustomed to it, and even extremely enjoyable.

For many years.

Somewhere.

Men are handsome, tall, and sportswear.

The girl looks deserted and does not like laughing, like a glacier temperament, as if the virgin who is high, it makes people dare to approach easily.

"Ling Mi, what do you think of Lao Ling, let us be a shit mercenary, even if the mercenary, what's going on without giving money, treat us as a free labor force?" Nie Wuming complained aside.

Ling Yan glanced at Nie Wuming: "If you don't like it, you can go back."

"That's not OK. Go back to Lao Ling to kill me. Forget it, after doing this, I will ask Lao Ling to calculate the money for me." Nie Wuming thought for a moment, and said.

Nympho

"That man and a woman, shouldn't it be the mercenary requested by that woman."

In the distance, two men with clear eyebrows looked at Nie Wuming and Ling Yan.

"Amitabha, from the perspective of poor monks, it should be." The man dressed in Taoism said, saying.

"Regardless of whether they are, let's kill first, the man is pretty good ... Alas, you see the woman around him, at first glance, he is a fox -charming son, a wave of hoofs.

! "Another man at the table of red robes said.

"Amitabha, you are the beauty of the parents." Taoist said with a smile.

"Fart, where is she beautiful? Compared with me, it's not as good as me." The man in red sneered.

After that, the man in red rushed away and came to Nie Wuming and Ling Yan.

"This road is me, this tree is planted, passing by, leaving your life." The man in red said sharply.

"Who are you?"

Nie Wuming glanced at the man in red.

"I haven't even heard my name? The pine in the Wan Cong!" The man in red.

"Your surname Wan ... Calling a pine from it?" Nie Wuming said curiously.

"The old lady's name is a flower!" The man in the red clothes said.

"Oh, a flower, what's the matter with you?" Nie Wuming said.

"This road is me, this tree is planted, and I have to pass by and leave your life!" A flower repeated.
Chapter completed!