Chapter 33 Boss Duan’s Choice

"Boss Wang, you have been with me for a few years." Gang Duan looked at him deeply.

"I have been following the gang leader for five years. In the past five years, I have worked hard to strengthen our gang. Unfortunately, my qualifications are limited and I don't have many things to do. I rely on the gang leader to appreciate it, so I became a small leader, and I have seven or eight brothers under my command." The little leader Wang said gratefully.

At the same time, the fingernails stretched behind him gently stroked the blood, and the bloodthirsty magic flute was stained.

He just discovered this thing from the yard and got magical information after contacting it. He believed it was a rare treasure without hesitation.

However, at this time someone actually pushed the door in, and it was the leader of the gang.

How could the gang leader come to his place?

He hesitated, wondering if the gang leader was for this thing!

The message was so magical, he did not fully believe it. Now it is obviously unrealistic to blow it. Then another way to recognize the master is to see blood.

Sure enough, after seeing the blood, Di Zi immediately felt like he was connected to him, and he merged into his body with a whizz.

His face was filled with ecstasy, but he showed no sign of it on the surface.

"Since I know that this gang leader appreciates you, I won't hand over what I have taken out." Gang Duan said lightly.

"Ah! What?" The little leader Wang stretched forward with his hands, confused, but then he reacted and knelt down and said, "Gangmaster, the villain follows you through life and death. Everything about the villain is given by the leader. Just take whatever he needs. That is a small honor. As for the things of the leader, I don't know. Did you take them wrong? Please give them a clear look."

"Maybe it was wrong, it was a flute." The leader of the Duan Gang said lightly. He sensed that the thing was probably the flute that the kid had just held just now. He stretched out his hands and didn't, but could it be hidden in this way? It's ridiculous.

However, that special sensation suddenly disappeared just now, which made him feel uncomfortable.

"Puchi!" The boss Wang felt that his acting skills were very good. I believe that the leader could not find it at most...!

As a result, he was so disbelief at this time, because there was nothing left.

His head was split in half, as if it was split by a sharp blade.

"Cut, golden hand?"

Finally, three words appeared, and the spirit in the eyes of the leader Wang Xiao’s eyes disappeared.

"Kill Jue decisively, and he is like this to his own people. He is indeed a person who accomplishes great things." The eyes of the boss's eyebrows were paused, and he couldn't help but sigh.

You can't do it yourself, you're not cruel enough.

Xiaodao originally wanted to see how this person handled it. He hadn't watched a movie for a long time, but he didn't know that there was a finale.

At this time, the boss's face changed and he had already retreated to the entrance of the courtyard.

Because at this time, the body of the little leader Wang was drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few seconds, he became a mummy under his nose.

Somewhere in the mummy radiated a bloody light, and something fell out.

It is the bloodthirsty magic flute that emits a bloody light.

"What is so evil." The boss of the Chejin Hand Broken eyes were cautious, and a desire surged in his heart at the same time, as if the instinct in his heart told himself to pick it up and get it.

"Senior, is this the thing?" asked Boss Chejin Hand Duan, but unfortunately no sound came.

The boss couldn't help but ask a few more questions.

At this time, Xiaodao didn't make any noise. He wanted to see how this kid chose to practice the Blood Sand Palm, which was of the same origin as the Bloodthirsty Demon Flute. The temptation of the Bloodthirsty Demon Flute was far higher than that of others for him.

The expression changed, and finally the boss stepped forward and grabbed the bloodthirsty magic flute.

In an instant, a stream of memory poured into the mind of the boss of the Chejin Hand, and his breathing became rapid.

"I almost beat my brother to death, and I'll give you a trap now." Xiaodao didn't say anything, just didn't say anything, and saw how he chose.

He is a third-rate, and is the best among the third-rate, and is the best man who uses the racial arts.

With the help of this kid, he might be expected to break through second-rate.

However, the magical things have improved rapidly, and the side effects are quite large, especially after being in a human field.

But does this have anything to do with yourself?

Taking a deep breath, the boss of the cut-off hand quickly lifted the body of the little leader Wang and quickly hid in the secret room he planned to give up.

I can't tell that I was so impulsive when I met a treasure like the Bloodthirsty Demon Flute, and I could still remain calm. Sure enough, there was no luck in success.

Hiding his tracks, the boss cut the golden hand and the bloodthirsty demon flute quickly headed far away.

He came all the way to Lijia Village and bit his tongue hard.

Blood flowed out, and his hand holding the bloodthirsty magic flute was trembling slightly.

Obviously, he endured the temptation of the treasure in his hand and strode away.

"I want to see the master of the traitor and eliminate evil," said the boss of the Jinshou, who directly reported his identity.

"Oh, the master seems to have said it's a flute, right? Well, just leave it to me." Wang Dahan was stunned, suddenly remembered, and said casually, because the master casually told him that someone had sent a flute and just bring it.

The boss was stunned by the gold-cutting hand. However, he still gritted his teeth and handed over it.

Suddenly he felt as if he had lost the whole world.

As soon as the flute appeared, Wang Daxia felt that this thing had some connection with him. The vague response just now was not an illusion? This made him feel very eager.

At this time, I took it and my body trembled. A message came into my mind, which was the usage and functional effect of this bloodthirsty magic flute.

This made him tremble, and his eyes were struggling.

Such a treasure? With it, I am the real hero and will soon enter the stream. What is that little beggar? Beginner's disciple?

Leave to him, come back when you are strong?

They can't compare to that time.

The boss looked at the golden hand with a light hand, as if there was a sarcasm in his eyes.

I felt very disappointed, but the boss would not regret the choice.

No, I can't let Xiaohua look down on her, I can't let her down, and I can't let her down. Without her, our father and daughter were over, especially Xiaohua. Thinking about the consequences, he couldn't help but tremble and suddenly woke up.

At this time, Wang Dahan let out a long breath and realized that his whole body was soaked in sweat.

"I'll take it to the master first when I see it laughing." Wang Dahan showed an ugly smile, and his hands holding the bloodthirsty magic flute were trembling slightly.

"The King of Kings is worthy of being the King of Kings who has eliminated evil spirits. He has a clever vision and has chosen a good apprentice." The boss of the Chejin Hand Broken Hand changed his expression and he clasped his fists seriously. At this time, he was just looking at the King of Kings.

He had never looked at him before, just a lucky farmer.

Wang Dahan was stunned. He suddenly found blood coming out of the other party's eyebrows, forming an eye?

Have you seen it?

"After passing the test, come here." Xiaodao's faint voice sounded, the two of them were stunned, and then looked at each other.

Soon they arrived at the Demon Field.

"Xiao Duan, you are very good. This little flute is very good to you. Why are you willing to send it?" Xiaodao smiled.
Chapter completed!