"I have it!" The butcher came out with a knife from behind. Since he was called the butcher, he naturally carried one with him. But this is not a pig knife, but a fine lancet, about 30 centimeters long and half*palm wide.

Shen 13 took the Lancet and smiled at Wan Jiahui: "Why threaten me?"

After that, brush and brush, break the tendons of people's hands and one tendon of their feet.

Because Tu Yao had kicked his third foot, Shen XIXIXIAN was kind enough to leave one for him.

When the knife was put away, the police car just appeared.

Shen Thirteen said to the fork, "It's not your...