Chapter 310 The Secret of the Iron Sand Palm

The best beauty who couldn't use any strength on her body listened to the weekend's words and hurriedly reached out to cover her face, but the weekend roughly grabbed her hands.

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The image of the best beauty pear blossom with rain but full of shame and anger was stored in the mobile phone on the weekend.

After finishing all this, the weekend finally got up and stood up from the best beauty. Looking at the best beauty who was still lying on her side and crying, she waved to her on the weekend: "Goodbye, beauty!"

Then, he pulled out the silver-gray pistol from his waist on the weekend and aimed it at Xiaoliu Village's forehead.

Bang!

Xiaoliu Village, who has been rampant in the gambling village for most of his life and has been evil all over the world, died under the silver-gray pistol "White Dragon".

So, on the weekend, he picked up the safes full of money on the gambling table in front of the best beauty who was still lying on the ground with no strength, and then left the Okayama family.

It was early in the morning when I returned to the Oriental Hotel again. After counting the money I got from Xiaoliu Village on the weekend, I fell asleep.

The next morning, I dialed the mobile phone number on the * given by the old man on the weekend.

"Du! Du! Du!"

The mobile phone rang several times in a row before the other party answered the phone.

"Hello?"

I heard that the voice on the other end of the phone was the old man, and he didn't talk nonsense on weekends. He said, "Old man, the task has been completed. Can you put the final payment to my account?"

"I have asked someone to send you the money. Didn't you receive it?"

"What?" After listening to the old man's words, the weekend suddenly broke his heart and asked, "Who did you ask to send it here and when did the other party send it? Why don't I know?"

The old man smiled on the phone and said, "I asked someone to bring money to find you last night. The other party is still a tall beauty!"

"..." On the weekend, I subconsciously thought of the best beauty who wanted to kill herself but was threatened by her spanking and taking photos, and couldn't help blurting out, "Are you talking about a savage woman in a black miniskirt and dyed brown hair?"

"Yes, yes, yes, it's her." The old man listened to the weekend's description and said.

"I'll do it!" On the weekend, she was angry, regardless of whether the other party was an old man or not. "Last night, I was almost killed by that savage mother-in-law. She was obviously going to protect Xiaoliu Village. How dare you ask her to send me money?"

"Hey, that girl has this personality." The old man directly ignored the rude words on the weekend and said irresponsibly, "Anyway, I have sent the money. As for the receipt, that's your problem."

After saying that, the old man hung up the phone directly.

"Nimma, am I meeting an old liar?" The weekend was anxious and hurriedly called back. What made him speechless was that the old man did not answer the phone. Naturally, he was unwilling to answer the phone on the weekend and continued to call back several times. Later, the old man simply turned off his mobile phone.

At this time, I was completely angry on the weekend. I sat on the sofa in the room and smoked.

If he can't receive the final payment of 4 million soft girl coins, his idea of naming "I am the King of Song" will probably be ruined, and it is no wonder that he will be so angry.

However, at this time, there was a sudden knock on the door. On the weekend, he subconsciously thought it was Qianxiang, because he only knew Qianxiang here.

Immediately, it was also because I subconsciously thought of light fragrance, so I opened the door directly without asking who knocked on the door on the weekend.

"Qian..." On the weekend, the word "Xiang" was found that the person standing at the door was not Qianxiang. Then he stopped, and the expression on his face suddenly became wonderful.

The woman standing at the door is dressed in a white women's suit. She is tall, and the slim body covered under the suit is very sexy. Her brown and long hair is curled up into a ponytail, showing her ability.

The woman is as cold as frost, and her eyes are cold when she looks at the weekend, as if she has a hatred of killing her father and wife on the weekend.

This woman is the best beauty who was spanked on the weekend in Gambling Village last night!

Seeing the woman staring at herself, she subconsciously retreated to the room on the weekend and blurted out unnaturally: "Why is it you? How did you find me living here?

Seeing the weekend retreat, the woman did not hesitate to step on a pair of high heels to approach the weekend.

When she retreated on the weekend, the woman went further, and even closed the door casually.

Looking at the weekend with half of her body leaning against the edge of the bed, the woman maliciously rubbed her hands and clicked her knuckles: "Escape, I think you are still going to escape!"

"I won't run away." It's useless to escape on weekends. After all, the door is blocked by women, and you can't escape, can you? Simply, I sat on the sofa with a dry smile on the weekend, and then pointed to the opposite sofa, "Beauty, let's do it and have a good talk. We can't solve the problem when we meet like this, can't we? Do you at least want to tell me what you want me to do?"

The woman stroked the temples on her forehead and made it generously on the sofa opposite the weekend. She raised her legs, and the slender and graceful legs have shown her arrogant temperament vividly.

Although he wanted to secretly appreciate the woman's body on the weekend, he knew the horror of the woman sitting in front of him, so he could only deliberately set his eyes on the glass on the coffee table, and then look at the nose and nose, making a very sincere and serious expression.

After sitting down, the woman did not talk, but stared at the weekend coldly, which made the weekend feel very guilty. To be honest, she was worried that the woman would suddenly do it. After all, she made other women so embarrassed last night.

After a long time, the woman still didn't speak. Finally, she couldn't help saying on the weekend, "Since you don't talk, I'll ask you first. Are you here to send me money?"

Hearing this, the woman's frown slightly relaxed, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, revealing the sexy dimples on her cheeks. Finally, she said proudly, "Yes, I'm here to send you money, but it's not so easy for you to take away four million."

"Why?" Hearing this on the weekend, he said impatiently, "I have completed the task!"

"Yes, you have completed the task." The woman sneered and said, "But the money is in my hands. I want to give it to you. If I don't want to give it to you, you can't get a dime."

"You..." If it hadn't been for the cold woman in front of you on the weekend, you would have taught the other party a lesson. After a pause, the weekend suppressed your unhappiness and said, "Ok, let's open the skylight to speak up and say, how do you give me the money?"

"I want you to tell me where the bitch is." The woman said.

"Don't fucking talk to a bitch and shut up a bitch. How do I know who the bitch in your mouth is?" I threw away such a sentence on the weekend. Of course, he has guessed that the "bch" in the female population is the female goblin Li Guanbi.

Not to mention where Li Guanhui is on weekends, she may not tell the woman sitting in front of her. After all, from the perspective of the weekend, this woman's force value is mostly comparable to that of the female goblin Li Guanbi, and the female goblin Li Guanbi is obviously kind to the weekend. How can she be a white eye on weekends? Wolf?

The woman smiled faintly, as if she hadn't heard what she said on the weekend. She paused and said, "Don't pretend. I want to know where Li Guan Fei is, otherwise you can't get four million."

"Li Guanbi? Who is Li Guanbi? I looked puzzled on the weekend.

"She taught you all your skills. Don't you know her?" The woman sneered, "You don't know what you learned to call it, do you?"

"What's your name?" On the weekend, I suddenly thought, "Isn't it an iron sand palm?"

"Puff..." The woman who was as cold as frost suddenly laughed. I have to say that she was more like Li Guanhui when she smiled. I don't know how much more beautiful she was than her stiff face. "That bitch is really good at making up, iron sand palm, haha!"

"To tell you the truth, you idiot, have been sold and helped others count money. This palm is called Jiu Zhuan lost palm."

"Nine turns to the palm of death?" When I heard this term on the weekend, I felt more and more uneasy.

"Yes, you should have guessed the name of this palm alone!" The woman said, "Nine turns, that means that the dark energy in your body will be refined nine times, and every time you refine your force value will be greatly increased, but after nine turns, you will be lost. Do you understand? That's death, hey."

"How could this happen?" My heart sank to the bottom of the weekend.

"Why can't it be like this?" The woman continued, "Do you think dark power is so easy to practice? Other martial artists can only understand a trace of darkness when they are dozens of years old. How can you have such a profound darkness at such a young age? Haven't you thought about the reason? Although the nine-turn lost palm can increase the value of your force by ten times, a hundred times and a thousand times, the consequence is to die at the peak!"

"Bearby, judging from your current cultivation, you should have wiped the plaster given to you by that bitch, right?"

After listening to the woman's words, she felt more and more that the woman was not deliberately lying to him. After all, when she practiced the "iron sand palm" on the weekend to fight with the flower building, it was impossible for a third person to know the plaster given by the female goblin to the weekend, but in fact, the woman in front of her knew it, just like the female goblin. The woman peeked at the plaster on the weekend.

"Wipe it." Although he didn't want to talk to the perverted person in front of him on the weekend, it was about his life and death, so he couldn't help saying it.

"After wiping that plaster, it proves that you are now seven times!" The woman nodded slightly and said, "I have secretly observed you. When you use dark energy, your movement speed can exceed the reaction ability of ordinary people's eyes, which proves that you are about to turn eight times. After eight turns, you will turn nine times. What is waiting for you is death."

"Sister, I'm timid. Don't scare me." After listening to the woman's words, he couldn't help taking a breath on the weekend and paused. He said, "Since I will lose my soul after nine turns, why don't I practice?"

"Do you not practice?" The woman seemed to hear the most idiotic joke in the world and said, "It's not up to you. Don't you find that even if you don't practice your dark energy, you are getting stronger day by day? This is the mystery of the nine-turn lost palm. After seven turns, every cell of the body will practice by itself. That is to say, even if you don't practice external skills, your dark energy will continue to improve, and then until nine turns.

"Is there any mistake?" On the weekend, he almost scolded his ancestors. He always thought that his dark energy was the biggest secret weapon. Unexpectedly, he had become the most deadly threat now. Of course, he did not fully believe what the woman said on the weekend, because he always felt that the female goblin Li Guanfei did not harm him. If the female goblin Li Guanfei really wanted to kill the weekend, why It took a lot of effort. Isn't it enough to make an appointment directly to a place where there is no one?

"You must be doubting the truth of what I said!" The woman is like a roundworm in her stomach on a weekend. She paused and said, "If you have any doubts about my words, you can look at your left palm."

After listening to the woman's words, she hurriedly spread out her palms on the weekend.

The vein is clear, and the palm is as white as a woman's hand, without any difference.

"Didn't you find a black dot the size of a grain of rice in your palm?" The woman reminded me.