第十七章 鹰之父，狼之母[第2页/共8页]

/span>你的题目和檀檀公主一样啊/span>还是那句话/span>我跟你的那小我毫无干系/span>/span>

/span>你比我强……请、请庇护檀檀……/span>乌籍抓住欧文的手/span>在昏倒之前/span>出他的托付/span>

/span>少啰嗦/span>想活命就答复我的题目/span>/span>

/span>你能够弄出更大的动静/span>现在风雪交集/span>四周的人能够听不清楚/span>/span>欧文轻描淡写地/span>

/span>/span>昨晚你做过甚么/span>/span>乌籍抬起短枪指向欧文/span>眼神当中杀气腾腾/span>

/span>还不可/span>/span>欧文摇了点头/span>

/span>别跟我扯东拉西/span>快/span>你跟提居车儿到底甚么干系/span>/span>

然后/span>欧文做出了一个令人费解的行动/span>他蹲下来/span>一拳打穿木板空中/span>从碗口大的洞里抽出一根用来支撑擂台、一米多长的木棍/span>

俄然/span>乌籍想到/span>敌手所持的并非能够杀人的铁剑/span>只不过是一根没甚么杀伤力可言的木棍/span>当下便不再避开欧文的剑路/span>用身材接受了欧文一招刺向小腹的冲刺/span>同时右手长枪往欧文手上直挑而去/span>逼得欧文不得不放开手上的木剑/span>不然他的右手就要报废了/span>

/span>再敢胡言乱语/span>我顿时就杀掉你/span>/span>郅支骨都在欧文身后三米处愣住脚步/span>在这个间隔/span>他有绝对的信心在一秒以内收割欧文的性命/span>

/span>威胁是最后级的手腕/span>/span>欧文摇了点头/span>/span>你不会杀我的/span>起码今晚还不会/span>不然刚才有这么多机遇/span>你早就脱手了/span>/span>