The middle finger died because he was too arrogant and he ignored the world, so he could only die!

The index finger left, because his mission had been completed, so he left.

Ten fingers connect the heart!

As long as there is a trace of wound, the heart will also hurt.

What's more, two fingers were broken?

The wood chips and dust in the air disappeared with the figure of the index finger.

"What should we do now?" Xiaowei asked blankly like a deflated ball.

"Of course it's killing!" Dahongpao narrowed his eyes and smiled, and took out a thick stack of silver bills.

“It’s one hundred thousand taels here.

With a twenty-day period, take off the head of He Taoist of Northern Qi."

Little finger takes the silver bill.

People kill themselves, and of course the bounty is their own.

This is the rule set by Dahongpao.

He didn't ask who the employer was either.

This is also the rule set by Dahongpao.

Dahongpao looked at Xiaojie's slightly panicked expression and pulled back the silver bill.

"You have lost the sword heart!" Dahongpao looked at his little finger, "Your heart is no longer on the sword.

I can't let you go this time."

I don't let my little finger go, only the ring finger goes.

Having not killed someone with a ring finger does not mean that he will not kill anyone!

"No! This mission is mine!" Littlefinger shouted, like a spoiled child, his eyes burning out of anger when he saw his beloved toy being taken away by someone else.

The ring finger stood by silently, but did not take the bill, and still looked at Dahongpao calmly.

My little finger suddenly reached out and grabbed it. The silver ticket was like snowflakes in the sky, dyeing the blue bricks of the dilapidated temple into white.

He was not jealous, nor was he angry.

There is only one reason!

His life was picked up by his ring finger.

He is a killer, a bloody killer.

But he did not allow his savior's hands to be stained with blood.

He felt that the ring finger should be a literati, a literati like Zhuang Mohan.

In the ruined temple, only the little finger was exhaling.

Dahongpao sat quietly, with his ring finger standing quietly aside.

a long time.

a long time.

"You taught the little finger with your own hands. Don't you understand his heart?" The ring finger broke the calmness. "Even if the little finger can't adjust its mood, I believe that with the little finger's ability, he can still kill He Daoren."

"You should guess that even if you ask me to go, Xiaojie will still secretly follow behind.

He always wants to protect me.”

"Since you know that even if you don't let him go, he will still go, why do you have to ask me to go?"

Littlefin opened his eyes wide and looked at the two of them. The atmosphere was a little subtle.

"Why do you do this? Why?" The ring finger's words floated between the two with an indescribable emotion.

Little Finger has known the ring finger in the past few years, and has never seen him like this.

"The Northern Qi Dynasty is still very dangerous.

He Taoist is naturally not worthy of fear.

But you have to know that there is a crabapple in Northern Qi.

That begonia with my reputation.”

"What's more, according to rumors, the Supervisory Institute's sister, Fan Xian, was only one step away from leaping into the realm of a grandmaster."

Dahongpao's eyes did not look at the ring finger, and lowered his head and said calmly, "If you don't go together, can you still come back?"

Xiaojie nodded, feeling that Dahongpao was right. Although there was no Kuhe in the Northern Qi Dynasty, it was more indestructible than when Kuhe was in charge.

The ring finger smiled coldly, looked at Dahongpao and sneered, looking at him like an idiot.

Littlefin suddenly remembered the middle finger, and he hurriedly tried to remind him, but it didn't work at all.

"Since that's the case, why don't you go?" asked the ring finger.

"Don't look at me like this, I remember I said it."

Dahongpao said softly.

The words are plain, but the words are indecisive.

Like a dull sword, there is no edge.

But everyone knows it.

Anyone who is a sword can kill people!

The blunt sword is no exception.

"You let us both go north, with only one purpose."

The ring finger was not affected by Dahongpao's words at all, and he still looked at him and said.

"Oh?" Dahongpao was still plain and had no edge.

"Because you are going to do a big thing! A big thing that you don't even know whether you can come back! You don't want us to follow you to die!"

“You thought too much.

I always think you are too sensitive and not suitable to be a killer.”

Dahongpao was laughing, and her flesh was shaking.

The flesh all over his body was shaking.

If a person laughs like this, there are only two reasons!

You are really happy, so happy that you can't control your expressions and you can't control your body.

In addition, there is nothing you want to hide, and nothing is more suitable than a smile as a mask.

"Since you know that after today, the perineum yin and yang will be separated.

Why do you have to do it?" The ring finger was a little excited, and the voice became sharp.

It was as sharp as a needle, piercing into Dahongpao's heart.

"You still have to do things you don't want to do."

Dahongpao stopped smiling, raised her head, looked at her ring finger quietly, sighed, as if she was saying to herself, "This is life, this is life."

No matter how reluctant you are to do something, you must do it.

No one forces you to do it, but you must do it.”

"Since you have to do it, why can't you bring me with you?"

The sound of the ring finger was a little sad, and he continued: "Everyone said that the thumb is cold-blooded and ruthless.

It exists like a ghost.

But, I know what kind of person you are! In my eyes, you are just a pitiful person.

A person who is so pitiful that he can't help! A fool who only thinks about others but never thinks about himself!"

Dahongpao waved his hand: "Go north, I can't take you there because..."

He suddenly stopped waving his hand, and the expression of his ring finger made him feel a feeling that was called "existent".

It is an emotion that doesn't even know how to express itself.

He stopped and did not say the second half.

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"It's just because I'm a woman?" The ring finger finally couldn't control it anymore, and was so excited that even his fingers began to tremble.

Baoyuelou is a brothel, but not all brothels belong to Baoyuelou.

A beautiful woman will become a signboard of a brothel and a pearl in a man's hands.
To be continued...