Chapter 572 (1/2)

Buy more then and she can eat for a few more days.

”OK.”

Zeng Xubai promised that she could buy as much as she wanted. As for FengChuan dark street, he had always heard of it, but he had never heard of it in the future. Listening to Liu Liang talking in his ear every day, he also had a lot of interest.

They have not left here for about seven days, just to seal off the dark street of Sichuan. Recently, many people have come, and some are familiar.

So those who came for the dark street came one after another.

They had enough to eat and drink, packed some dried fruits and yogurt, and were ready to go back to the hotel. It was also a loss. They booked the hotel, which was very close to here. They walked about five or six minutes. Moreover, the lights were bright all the way, and it was very safe in both bright street and dark street, There can be no robbery here.

And the more she took over the days when the dark street was open, the more public security people there were, and the safer she was. So Liu Liang came and went back every day. No matter how early or late, she never worried about her own safety.

She took Zeng's narrator's hand and told him about the dark street. These were the lessons she had learned from going there twice, and they had to go there early tomorrow morning.

Some people come specially for antiques, so they will pass at a specific time, but they are not only for antiques, but also for the dark street of FengChuan itself.

This is a very strange existence. Only after really seeing it can we understand what kind of strange method it is.

The two were walking, but Zeng's narration stopped. He held out his hand and pulled Liu Liang behind him.

He felt murderous.

Someone tried to kill them.

Of course, Liu Liang also felt it. A sudden Throwing Knife appeared in the air and slowly went towards Liu Liang's vest. It was also silent. It was like breaking the air. As soon as it was touched, it would immediately result in Liu Liang's life.

But when the throwing knife was close to Liu Liang's back, Liu Liang slightly and slightly hooked the corners of her lips.

Then I heard a slap, and the throwing knife fell to the ground.

”How could this happen?”

Wu Sijing can't think about it. She wants to manipulate the throwing knife again. It's clear that she can use it before. It's clear that her throwing knife is more and more perfect. Last time it was an accident, and this time it will never be.

She was very confident in her Throwing Knife. She even saw Liu Liang and Zeng's narration together. She really wanted to kill Liu Liang, so she was very cruel when she shot.

At first, the Throwing Knife really came according to her mind. It can even be said that her heart moves with her mind. She perfectly controls her Throwing Knife, just like this throwing knife is a part of her body.

It's like her hands, her feet.

She wanted it to be what she wanted, but later she didn't know how. She actually lost control of the Throwing Knife, and even couldn't lift it.

Not the force of strength, but the force of ability.

At the moment when the Throwing Knife lost control, she had a fear for the first time. It was a fear she had never had before. It even scared her face white and her whole body trembled.

This moment became an ordinary discomfort, which made her seem to have lost all her protection, and that fear was amplified bit by bit.