God level takeaway system

Wang Mian silently counted the time in his heart. The formation of Zhang Dazhuang just now meant that he wanted to go directly to Donglin Airport.

Apparently they wanted to go directly to Mount Emei, and the Emei faction personally delivered the letter to Master Tianyun.

As for the Lingzi, it was probably Zhang Dazhuang himself, otherwise why would he be so excited.

But this Lingzi could also be someone else, the Emei faction, as far as Wang Mian knew, it was a female faction, all members of the sect were powerful women.

How could it be possible to accept this man Zhang Dazhuang? Maybe Zhang Dazhuang sent the letter to the past to die. If this is the case, then the Lingzi mentioned in the letter may be someone else.

After thinking for a long time, Wang Mian couldn't figure it out completely, "If I counted the time, what would happen if I returned to Li's house in such a big way?"

Fatty may be shocked, shocked by Zhang Dazhuang's return, shocked that Master Tianyun did not arrive, shocked that the Emei faction did not silence.

This is the premise that Fatty lied to Zhang Dazhuang that he was a spiritual child.

But if this is the case, Fatty will have scruples, because Master Tianyun did not kill Zhang Dazhuang, so Fatty will not know what Master Tianyun thinks.

Zhang Dazhuang returned, so he can play freely, questioning the fat man, saying: "I am not a spirit son at all..."

Thinking of this, Wang Mian's heart became clear, and he continued to count the time.

Until it got dark, Wang Mian directly changed into Zhang Dazhuang's appearance, and knocked on the door of Fatty's house.

It was a butler who opened the door, who was shocked to see Zhang Dazhuang.

"Where's Fatty?" Wang Mian said.

"Ah——it's Young Master Zhang, the owner is swimming, come with me." The old slave said.

Wang Mian followed the old slave into the Li family compound, and he sensed that there were at least 4,5 or [-] innates in this villa.

Wang Mian is now more and more sensitive to breath, maybe it is because of the black book, maybe it is because of the blood-red brush, or the system has a certain effect on his spiritual sense.

However, Wang Mian was a little relieved that it was impossible for Fatty to have a golden core in this villa.

When he came to the swimming pool, Wang Mian's nerves tightened. The fat man was playing mahjong with three women.

These three women are all innate, and one of them is still very powerful.

Wang Mian pretended to be a little angry and said: "Liu Qing, my letter has been delivered, why is it not the Lingzi you mentioned."

The fat man was taken aback when he saw Zhang Dazhuang, and an inexplicable light flickered in his eyes.

But the three Taoist nuns frowned tightly, Wang Mian saw everyone's expressions in his eyes.

Knowing that he had guessed right, the fat man must have used Zhang Dazhuang to deliver the letter. Under normal circumstances, Master Tianyun would not have allowed Zhang Dazhuang to come back alive, so the three nuns were puzzled.

If you can't see any changes from Fatty's face, it's really hard for Wang Mian to see.

People of this spiritual sect are powerful, but when it comes to the sophistication of the world and the transition between emotional changes, they are far worse than fat people.

"Big Zhuang—that's it! I really don't know—maybe there is something wrong with the treasure of my Li family's physical fitness test. I really didn't expect this to be the case! Come on—do you want to play two games? Put it." Fatty said enthusiastically, without showing any affectation.

No one could find any faults. Seeing that Wang Mian was silent, the fat man continued: "Da Zhuang, even if your talent is not at the level of Lingzi, it will definitely not be bad if you think about it—the position of the Lingpai must be there. You have a place."

"Behind my Li family, there is a Shaolin spiritual sect supporting me." The fat man said, patting his chest.

Wang Mian's expression softened slightly and he said, "Then thank you brother."

At this moment, a nun voluntarily stepped aside and asked Wang Mian to sit there.

Wang Mian quickly nodded and bowed his thanks.

In the eyes of mortals, people of the Lingpai are supreme no matter what their cultivation level is. Wang Mian doesn't want to show any lies because of his small mistakes.

He now has an urge to rush directly to the fat man to subdue the fat man. He wonders if the three Taoist nuns can cast a trap.

But Wang Mian didn't dare to take risks at all.

"Then Wang Mian is really a coward. He didn't dare to come. It's been so many days." Wang Mian said while playing mahjong.

The fat man's face sank in an instant: "Zhang Dazhuang, I told you that his name of Wang Mian can only be said by me, I will mention it! I will kill you! You are not qualified."

Although Wang Mian felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to strangle Fatty to death, he held back and did not explode.

Now is not a chance, the three Taoist nuns are stronger than the other, if they make a sudden attack, they can only hurt one person, and Wang Mian will be in danger immediately.

Now that he is using the identity of Zhang Dazhuang, Wang Mian is not in a hurry, waiting for the opportunity to clean up one by one.

Wang Mian saw that there seemed to be something wrong with the way a Taoist nun looked at him, it was the way she looked at her lover.

Wang Mian smiled at her, but did not speak.

The nun said angrily, "What's so interesting about this broken mahjong?"

"Senior sister, mortals just use this thing to pass the time, it's interesting to make some bets, and you are so disdainful of money - what can I do?" The fat man looked at it, and the Taoist nun who spoke suddenly said.

Wang Mian was shocked, the fat man's tone showed no respect for the nun.

Just now the nun was flirting with Zhang Dazhuang again. Needless to say, Zhang Dazhuang had a problem with the nun, and the fat man caught him.

Sure enough, after hearing what the fat man said, the nun was angry, but she didn't dare to express it.

"Senior Sister, that's okay, let's play as four of us, and you bet on who will win—if you lose, how about dancing for us?"

The fat man went further.

"Okay—I think Da Zhuang can win." The nun said.

Fatty, after taking a look at Zhang Dazhuang, there was a threatening look in his eyes, but he hid it very well, and the nun couldn't see it at all.

If it is the real Zhang Dazhuang, then the loser must be Zhang Dazhuang.

But now, Wang Mian has acquired the skill of God of Gamblers, how can Fatty be his opponent.

According to the rules to draw cards, it may be a hand of natural cards.

An hour later, the Taoist nun standing next to Zhang Dazhuang exclaimed again and again, her face full of surprise.

The fat man's face was so dark that he couldn't believe that Zhang Dazhuang dared to win him, and he won so many times.

"Could it be this Da Zhuang, what shit luck did he have to get favored by Master Tianyun? Otherwise, how could he come back from the Emei Sect alive?" Fatty was puzzled, no matter how hard he thought, he couldn't understand.

"Oh—by the way, Da Zhuang, Master Tianyun didn't say, when will he come to my Li's house." Fatty asked suddenly.

Wang Mian's heart tightened, and he said calmly, "The Master said, I will come to Li's house in five days."

Fatty's face immediately became happy, Wang Mian sneered in his heart, as long as you don't find Zhang Dazhuang's body.

I silently killed all of you, Yunshangren didn't know the year of the monkey to come to you that day.

"Big Zhuang, are you tired! I also had a sore back from playing just now-I don't want to watch the fat man dance, why don't you give me a massage?"

The nun naturally put her hand on Zhang Dazhuang's shoulder and said.

Wang Mian knew this was an opportunity, even though he felt a little unnatural, he got up and said: "It is my duty to serve the fairy."