"My grass..."
Jiang Minghao couldn't help but secretly scolded. This absolutely verifies a sentence, it's called a woman's mind, don't guess, and Jiang Minghao thinks he is well versed in psychology and humanity, but he faced the spicy little fairy who stole his peaches back then. And there are women like Natasha who have survived for thousands of years. Jiang Minghao could only helplessly shook his head, lamenting the woman's heart, the needle on the bottom of the sea.
Watching Jiang Minghao nodding and shaking his head for a while, his face was beaming for a while, and the weather was uncertain for a while, making the Bengal tiger on the side doubtful, as if Jiang Minghao was planning some conspiracy.
This is the mystery of human nature. I always hope that I can grasp the psychology and even thoughts of others at any time. In order to grasp the psychology and thoughts of others, human nature will involuntarily imagine others.
It is like a caring man, never worrying about the woman next to his pillow, and doing everything possible to guess the other's thoughts, and all the basis for the guess is only words and strange expressions of nonsensical words and strange expressions, the final result , I can only put myself into a dilemma, I don't know whether to advance or retreat.
The Bengal tiger in front of him undoubtedly got himself into this dilemma. The situation that he had originally won, but because of his suspicion and suspicion made himself daunted.
I saw Jiang Minghao suddenly showing an evil expression. Although the tingling in the abdomen made Jiang Minghao's energy somewhat distracted, Jiang Minghao had already concluded from the hesitant expression of the Bengal tiger that he had already taken possession of it in psychological warfare. Advantage.
"Hey!" Jiang Minghao grinned his lips suddenly and smiled with white teeth.
The white teeth looked so dazzling against the black and oil paint on the face, like a sickle made of sharp bones in the hands of a god of death, making the Bengal tiger feel a chill.
"why are you laughing?"
The Bengal Tiger still asked unconsciously. After all, he was already defensive against Jiang Minghao at this moment, and this defense, whether it was Jiang Minghao's every move or any of his expressions, was like a soldering iron, deeply engraved. In the heart of the Bengal tiger.
Especially in the mobile battle with Jiang Minghao, the Bengal Tiger knew that in addition to possessing a certain physical advantage, in terms of tactics and combat effectiveness, it can be said to be on par with Jiang Minghao. If it is really fatal, He may not be Jiang Minghao's opponent, at best he can only guarantee that he has his life to escape.
"Do you usually eat?" Jiang Minghao suddenly stretched out his left hand and stroked his nose slightly, as if he was a fox about to start his own conspiracy. The Bengal tiger's heart couldn't help but tighten, with a tiger-toothed fighting saber in his hand. Immediately lay in front of him, making a defensive look.
Jiang Minghao's words can be said to be completely nonsensical. Just imagine which enemy will be on the battlefield, especially when life and death are intertwined, to ask some irrelevant things like whether to eat or not to be hungry? Unless these words play a supporting role in one's own plans and conspiracies.
"Wow..."
The Bengal tiger, who was holding a fighting saber with tiger teeth, suddenly turned his wrist and held the saber in his hand. This means that he has involuntarily adjusted his combat mode to a defensive state. As a soldier, the only thing he needs on the battlefield is What they do is to attack, attack, and attack again. Once a soldier changes from an offensive state to a defensive state, it means that he has already retired.
"What do you want to do?"
The Bengal Tiger asked tentatively, but when he said this, he immediately regretted it, because Jiang Minghao suddenly exuded a domineering aura like a dragon flying across the sky. This aura was as vicious as Mount Tai. Pressing on the shoulders of the Bengal tiger made his involuntary heartbeat speed up, and even his breathing became quicker.
'As expected to be the son of a cheetah, I still underestimated this child! '
The Bengal tiger looked at Jiang Minghao's appearance, felt the dignity of the heaven and the earth in him, and the domineering arrogance of him, he couldn't help muttering to himself. After so many years of career as a mercenary, the Bengal tiger formerly known as Max, the first Once I felt the difficulty of the task, and for the first time I felt that I was so close to the god of death. You know, his body, using the knowledge of the Dragon Kingdom people, is a quib, an immortal quib, but at this moment the Bengal tiger can still feel it. The fear and coldness that death brought him.
However, what the Bengal Tiger did not expect was that all Jiang Minghao's expressions at the moment were pretended, including his smile and the nonsensical questioning, which was actually meaningless. The purpose was to delay Natasha.
"Natasha, are you okay? If you put it on again, it will really reveal the stuff!"
Jiang Minghao asked anxiously in his heart. As a soldier, he is very clear about the character and intuition of the soldier, or more specifically, the soldier is facing a violent beast. When you signal provocation and fighting to the beast, if You are lingering, that is undoubtedly telling the other party that you are bluffing, and the result can be imagined.
"Master", Natasha's voice immediately appeared in Jiang Minghao's mind, only to hear her say in embarrassment:
"I... I can't feel his magnetic field... This monster..."
"What's the matter with this monster?" Jiang Minghao asked anxiously, and this voice, with reproach, made Natasha tremble and choke, just listen to Natasha's voice almost crying:
"Master...you...you know, Kui...Que is born after death, the soul remains in the body, but... ·········but··········"
"But what?"
At this moment, Jiang Minghao’s back was already soaked with sweat. The salted sweat pierced Jiang Minghao’s wound like a needle. The muscles on his back could not help but began to tremble and twitch, but his face , Still looks murderous, based on his performance skills, it can be said that the people of the world owe him an Oscar.
"Master, woo..." Finally, Natasha still cried out. After all, his mind was only a ten-year-old girl, and only listened to Natasha crying and begging: " Master, don't you be so fierce, I also want to help you..."
"····································································································································· After all, this is the battlefield of life and death, so serious is also fierce
Finally, Jiang Minghao couldn't help it anymore. Layers of sweat on his forehead covered his forehead. The black oil paint was in full view. Jiang Minghao took a deep breath and spoke softly to Na. Tasha said:
"Okay, Natasha, I'm not fierce, just say, what is going on?"
"Master, I told you before that as long as there is a soul, there is a magnetic field, and the black monster in front of me, the reason why I can't feel his magnetic field, the only possibility is that he has no soul at all!"
"Wha...what?" Jiang Minghao's face changed in an instant. You must know that if a person has no soul, then he is completely a zombie, so how can he have thoughts? And the Bengal tiger in front of me is clearly an active-minded monster!
"Wow...Bang..."
Just as Jiang Minghao was surprised, a whistling sound that broke through the air immediately pulled Jiang Minghao's thoughts back, followed by the sound of army boots hitting the ground. When Jiang Minghao looked intently, he saw that the Bengal tiger had just backhanded. The Huya Fighting Saber he was holding turned back to his normal grip at this moment, yet he took a step towards himself confidently.
"It's over..."
Jiang Minghao couldn't help but sighed secretly, because from the behavior of the Bengal tiger, it is not difficult for Jiang Minghao to guess that the other party has seen through his acting skills. As expected, he only heard the Bengal tiger face Jiang Minghao with a mocking and contemptuous face. Said:
"It is said that Longguo people like to pose and pretend to be calm. It seems to be right, Jiang Minghao, take it to death, die in the hands of my Bengal tiger, you are not wronged."
"Grass, fucking fucking..." Jiang Minghao couldn't help but cursed secretly. He made it clear that he couldn't beat him, and the other party was aggressive, undoubtedly driving him to death. Push, and Natasha couldn't help at all. Jiang Minghao watched the Bengal tiger gradually overshadow him. He knew that he would lose this time.
Seeing that he was bound to lose, Jiang Minghao felt the pressure of the Bengal tiger piercing his heart like a steel knife. His eyes shrunk into needles suddenly turned. He was originally in an offensive state and his muscles accumulated strength. The body even relaxed in an instant.
"Wow..."
It turned out to be the sound of the saber being sheathed. Jiang Minghao, in front of the Bengal tiger, especially when he was facing death, he took the Falcon Wing Saber like a human being, and he was arrogant in front of the Bengal tiger. Yawned.
"Ah...huh..."
A long yawn and a happy lazy waist made the Bengal Tiger a little puzzled. He believes that the Long Kingdom people like bluffs, but he also believes that the Long Kingdom people have many tracks, otherwise he would not become the person he is today. Not a ghost.
"Jiang Minghao, are you planning to abandon your weapon and surrender and capture it with your hands? It seems that you are different from the other Dragon Kingdom people. You are a wise man. My Bengal tiger looks at the cheetah today. I can make an exception and leave you a whole body, but I Will drink up your blood."