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Chapter 342 First kill a practice hand 1100 months(2/2)

A blood column sprayed more than two meters high, and most of the boss's neck was torn apart by Qin Haohan!

The trachea and esophageal arteries were all pulled and crushed under this scratch!

No matter if you are in the middle stage of the transformation of the spirit, if Qin Haohan gets the first move, he will have the ability to kill with one blow.

The boss did not show his strength, and he covered his neck, which was only half the thickness, with his hands, and looked at Qin Haohan in disbelief.

It can be seen by everyone. The boss wants to ask Qin Haohan why, maybe how he discovered him.

Qin Haohan sneered and grabbed the boss's skewer stick, with a sharp short knife hidden inside.

If Qin Haohan hadn't suddenly erupted and attacked first, this short knife might have pierced his neck or the back of his head.

"Your disguise is good and you are meticulous enough, but you forgot the most important point is that you underestimate me too much, and those who underestimate me always have to pay the price!"

Qin Haohan finished speaking with one sentence and suddenly punched out!

A white dragon passed by everyone. The dying boss Samba had no ability to resist at all. Qin Haohan punched his entire upper body into a blood mist in the sky!

Blow out!

The blood and flesh crumbled into the tarpaulin behind the barbecue stall, turning it into a Shura field.

Qin Haohan finished all this and shook his hands casually, then sat in his seat again, picked up the beer glass and drank it all, facing Andrei, licking his lips with his tongue just like Andrei had just done.

No, I even licked everything on my eyelashes.

"What were you going to say to me just now?"

The tone was plain, as if I didn’t kill the period of the spiritual transformation just now.
Chapter completed!
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