Since food should be eaten in a hygienic place, why can't we eat in the restroom?
Faced with this soul-searching question, Ninth Master raised his knife.
Enough talk, let's get started.
In fact, the origins of the first three shadows are all mysterious.
But one thing is certain: they... are not human.
This secret is known to only a very few people.
The wicked woman finished washing her hands and was about to leave when she bumped into an invisible barrier.
Her face hardened, and she muttered under her breath, "Idiot, you didn't even realize you were being attacked!"
Unbeknownst to him, Shadow Two was trapped!
It's still on human territory!
The voice of a bad man came from the shadows.
"Don't look back... you'll die!"
A punch came from behind, but the wicked woman slightly turned her body and easily dodged it.
The fist's energy exploded on the invisible barrier, causing the entire space to tremble slightly before quickly stabilizing.
If the wicked woman wasn't mistaken, the power of her fist energy could easily kill a ninth-tier war god.
The opponent deliberately didn't aim, which is why the shot missed.
Without anyone noticing, he trapped himself in the Eternal Sea, and with a single strike, he could instantly kill a ninth-tier War God...
Damn it, where did this monster come from?!
A slightly childish, sunny boy's voice came from behind her.
"I've heard that you are Shura?"
The bad woman forced a stiff smile.
Ninth Master taught them that dying with a smile is more aesthetically pleasing.
"If I said I wasn't an Asura, would I still be alive?"
"You've misunderstood. I'm not here to kill you."
The sunny, cheerful boy is very serious.
"I just want to kill you, or be killed by you."
This guy must be crazy!
"No, I can't kill you..."
The sunny young man was speaking incoherently, making it impossible to understand him.
Finally, he made a decision.
"Then I'll beat you half to death!"
Bad women, bad men: ...
"Quickly, call Ninth Master for help!"
The wicked woman screamed wildly in her heart.
My bank card password is: ...
Bad guy: "The message won't go through!"
It's over. Despair hangs over the wicked woman.
Being targeted by a madman whose strength surpasses that of a ninth-tier war god, Ninth Master was right next to him but remained completely unaware.
Whether they live or die is entirely in the other party's control!
At this critical moment of life and death, the bad man asked earnestly,
"If you die, besides your bank card, can I use your Wanwuge IOU?"
Bad woman: "Go to hell, you wicked thing!"
The two were busy fighting amongst themselves, so it was clear that 1+1<1.
They were pulling each other down.
The sunny, cheerful boy was very dissatisfied with 'Shura's' reaction.
boom--
With another punch, everything in the entire space except for the wicked woman turned to dust and ceased to exist.
The bad woman fell silent instantly.
"I heard you just completed your third job change and reached level 200."
The sunny boy spoke again.
"I will fight you with my level 200 strength."
The wicked woman's face darkened; she knew this was no time for jokes, and she said in a deep voice,
"good."
In an instant, she leveled up to 200 in preparation for the upcoming battle.
Before anything could be done, she said urgently.
"Just so you know, even though I'm only level 200, I can summon a level 790 summon beast. That makes sense, right?"
Bang--
A punch landed squarely on the back of the wicked woman's head, the sound like a thunderclap, sending her flying like a lone boat in a storm.
"He is King Huo!"
On his third attempt, Shadow Two finally recognized the other party's identity!
The bad woman heard the voice of the bad man in her mind.
"I can't make a move, you know that, what if he discovers our true identities..."
The wicked woman froze on the ceiling, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and grinned.
"You'll die."
I can only rely on myself now.
A level 200 bad woman versus a level 200 Huo Tianwang!
With a sudden burst of power from her calves, she charged toward the 'Youth Plus Version' of Huo Tianwang, countless black threads appearing between her ten fingers, each capable of slicing space into countless fragments.
Bad women all wear black stockings.
She knew that this battle was inevitable!
Faced with the advances of a bad woman, the sunny, cheerful boy has only one response: throw a punch!
boom--
A true straight man can still throw a punch even when faced with black stockings.
If you have no woman in your heart, your punches will naturally be divine.
The wicked woman was sent flying backward, her face ashen, blood gushing from her mouth, cursing under her breath.
"This is level 200?!"
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