Rebirth of an Ugly Girl Turned Around

He Pengtai's face, which was originally smooth and clean, is now full of wrinkles and age spots, which is not much different from ordinary old people, and even looks older than the 60 or 70 year olds at the same age by 10 years!

Old man!

With his left hand, He Pengtai tightly held his stomach that had been cut by the knife, his eyes were rounded, he stared at the figure who just came in from the door at this time, and his body seemed to be full of wind and frost, his face was full of disbelief...

"Xu, Xu Hao! Why, why?! Those people just now, were you in collusion with them? But why, why did you hurt me like this?" Blood flowed down from He Pengtai's abdomen, and soon soaked the ground Now, the original white blanket was covered with red spots.

He Pengtai could clearly feel that his vitality was slowly disappearing with the loss of blood. He was already nearly 70 years old, and now he was seriously injured, and he couldn't hide his old age. He stared at the dagger in Xu Hao's hand, and took a step. Take a step back.

"As my apprentice, haven't I treated you well enough these years?! Why do you want to hurt me so much?! Even if you want my property, I haven't said anything about other disciples except you these years. , did not get married and had children, there will be no other people to fight with you for property, in the end these things are all yours, why do you want to hurt me?" He Pengtai's voice was a little excited, but due to the loss of blood, even he Excited, I wanted to yell hoarsely, but my breath was getting smaller and smaller.

On weekdays, he is well-behaved and sensible, tall and thin, like a thin and thin young man who would fall down at the first blow. At this moment, he is looking at He Pengtai with a smile on his face. The sky looks completely different.

"Master, what you said is wrong...I didn't find that group of people just now." Xu Hao showed a gentle smile on his face, and he waved the blood-stained short knife in his hand, slowly Approach He Pengtai.

"Uh—it's not you? How is this possible?! Since it's not you, why are you coming to kill me now?! It's hard, it's hard, you still want to say that it wasn't you who just took the knife to kill me?!... ..." He Pengtai leaned against the corner of the wall and stared wide-eyed, panting heavily, completely disbelieving what the apprentice in front of him said, watching Xu Hao getting closer and closer.

Suddenly, without waiting for Xu Hao's reaction, He Pengtai tried his best to struggle towards the door of the room with all his strength. If you want to kill someone, help me!"

"Master, you don't need to shout. The sound insulation effect of the hotel here is very good. You can't hear anything when the doors and windows are closed... and the door is locked by me." Seeing He Pengtai's actions, Xu Hao was not in a hurry, but walked out of his pocket. He took out a bunch of keys from his pocket and showed it to He Pengtai. He didn't care at all that He Pengtai had already rushed to the door of the hotel room, but watched He Pengtai's struggle with interest.

"Peter! Robert! Bill!... Come on, come and save me!" The door really couldn't be opened, He Pengtai covered his stomach with one hand, and beat the door desperately with the other, wanting to ask for help outside.

It's a pity that He Pengtai, who lost his body strength with blood, no matter how hard he tried to knock on the door, no one outside responded, which made him exhausted instead.

Xu Hao walked over step by step, stood behind He Pengtai with a grin and said, "I told you earlier, master, stop shouting and save some strength, it's useless."