The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss

Chapter 239: Petrochemical on the spot (13)

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"No, you took me to Lao Chen's today, this matter is completely worth the price." Su Luo said with a smile.

To Su Xiaoyuan, it was only ten gold coins, but it would be of great benefit to him to recognize Lao Chen, the spar king. If it wasn't for Su Xiaoyuan to lead the way, she wouldn't be able to enter the door of Lao Chen's house.

"But..." Su Xiaoyuan still didn't dare to accept it.

Without waiting for Su Xiaoyuan to resign, Su Luo gave him a sideways look, "Don't worry, there will be something for you to do in the future, your task has been completed today, go back quickly." She really has to use Su Xiaoyuan in the future. The place.

After speaking, Su Luo left without looking back.

Because she could feel a pair of hot eyes staring at her back.

Turning around, in a dead end, Su Luo stopped, turned around, and said with a smile, "A friend of the Liu family is taking me home in person? Now that I'm at the door of the house, do you want to come in for a drink? Tea?"

As Su Luo's voice just fell, two figures suddenly appeared in front of her.

The expressions of these two people were condensed, and their eyes were full of murderous intentions. They walked towards Su Luo step by step, and finally surrounded her in the middle.

"You want to kill me? Why?" Su Luo raised her eyebrows and looked at the two of them.

"You know too much." In fact, a tall man snorted coldly.

"I will take the initiative to hand over the blue spar, and I will keep your whole body, otherwise..." The short man snorted coldly.

The faces of these two people are very ordinary, and they are immediately submerged in the crowd, and it is extremely difficult to find them. However, their strength is not low, and they are all in the third order.

Su Luo was only a second-order peak.

If the two of them swarmed up, he would not be able to fight at all. The only plan for now is to kill one of them first, and then make plans.

Su Luo made a plan after thinking about it. She looked at the short man with a half-smiling smile: "Want a blue spar? Why is this difficult? Then—"

Before he finished speaking, a small piece of spar pierced in the air and flew towards the distance.

This throw exhausted all of Su Luo's strength, so the spar flew very far.

Su Luo threw it in the direction of the short man, so the short man swept back quickly, trying to chase the spar.

And how can tall people just sit back and watch? His figure dashed forward like a phantom, chasing after the spar.

However, he ignored the strange smile on the corner of someone's mouth.

Just as the tall figure passed by Su Luo, a handprint in the positive direction suddenly fell from the sky.

The unsuspecting tall man was hit in the head in an instant, and he only felt that his eyes were dark, and the whole person was a little dizzy.

Although this handprint did not cause any actual damage to him, the sudden attack still made him pause for a moment.

At this moment, Su Luo already had a Sen Leng dagger in his hand.

While you are sick, I will kill you!

This sentence has always been one of Su Luo's tenets.

Just when the tall man was dizzy, the dagger in Su Luo's hand wiped the vital part of his throat without hesitation. In an instant, a bright red blood splashed out from the throat...

"Uh..." The tall man watched helplessly as a blood mist flew out from his throat, he raised his hand in disbelief to wipe it, but this wipe made him fall into an ice cellar.

He felt that his life was passing so fast that it was too late to count down.