Datang: I have a god-level cheating system

Cheng Chumo smiled faintly.

Looking around, he was covered in blood, and his face was also covered with blood, so he couldn't recognize it.

That being the case, let's teach this disciple of the Fan Yang Lu family a lesson today as a blood man.

It can only be considered unlucky for this guy.

Not long ago, the five surnames Qiwang had just assassinated himself.

This guy hit the muzzle!
Really interesting.

"Just now you said you were going to break my arm and tear my face apart."

"That's good! I will use his own way to treat his body."

"I'm still a very good person, very talkative and fair."

Cheng Chumo said calmly.

Mr. Lu was stupefied with question marks all over his face.

So are others.

Is this guy crazy?
what did he say?
What is he going to do?

Want to break Mr. Lu's arm?

Really laugh out loud.

"Is this guy bragging and not writing drafts? The less the status of the man, the more he screams. Mr. Lu, you have to teach him a lesson and let him know why the flowers are so popular."

The little beauty standing next to the cold and beautiful woman spoke loudly.

She is one of Mr. Lu's best friends.

She was looking forward to being redeemed by Mr. Lu.

But she didn't know it was a luxury.

The cold woman frowned slightly.

"You... give me all..."

However, before Mr. Lu could finish his words, Cheng Chumo suddenly threw his fist and directly hit Mr. Lu in the face.

The punch was heavy.

"what……"

Young Master Lu let out a scream, and his nose bleeds.

"you……"

Mr. Lu did not expect that Cheng Chumo would dare to make a move.

"What are you! Mr. Lu, you may not know who I am, but I know that I will teach you a severe lesson, and let Fan Yang Lu know the price of offending me."

Cheng Chumo slapped a burly guard away, grabbed Mr. Lu domineeringly, and said in a cold tone.

"I……"

Mr. Lu's head has been short-circuited.

He had absolutely no idea why it had turned out like this.

A guy covered in blood is a soft persimmon, right?
Why the hell did he send A-Ding flying with a single slap!

"You don't need to say much, just scream."

Cheng Chumo's random force broke Young Master Lu's arm.

Then whisper in his ear.

"what!!!"

"Help……"

"Give it all to me!"

Young Master Lu seemed to hear the voice of a devil.

But he still cried out in pain.

"You want to rely on these miscellaneous soldiers to save you?"

Cheng Chumo sneered.

He casually punched Master Lu in the face again.

Screams sounded.

Cheng Chumo killed several of Mr. Lu's vicious-looking guards with his fists and feet.

"It's just a few guys who don't look useful."

Cheng Chumo shook his hands and looked back at Mr. Lu.

At this moment, Cheng Chumo's evil spirit was very heavy.

It seemed that the smell of blood was getting stronger.

Mr. Lu was stared at by a pair of eyes full of coldness and disdain, and felt the bone-chilling cold.

He wanted to threaten Cheng Chumo.

But reason told him.

If you float again!

He will die!

And those people around the teaching workshop were all frightened at the moment.

Standing quietly in place, Cheng Chumo was inconspicuous.

However, when he moved, he was as terrifying as a bloodthirsty beast.

"Sister! This guy must rely on force! But he is so arrogant now, can he survive in Chang'an City?"

"So what if you can fight again? Fan Yang Lu's fight is still to die."

The little beauty in Jiaofang who admires Mr. Lu has a strange yin and yang air.

Mr. Lu's arm was broken, and he screamed, it was also painful in her heart.

So she hates Cheng Chumo.

"Young Master Lu! How? Are you going to tear your handsome face apart?"

Cheng Chu asked with a silent smile.

With one hand pinching Mr. Lu's neck, with the other stroking his cheek.

Because his face was covered up by blood, Cheng Chumo also let himself go completely.

It's a pleasure to kill today.

If this heir of the Fan Yang Lu family still provokes him.

Cheng Chumo might kill someone in front of the teaching workshop.

Of course!
With the cowardice in this guy's eyes, how could he be brave?
"Forgive me! Please!"

"Don't tear my face off."

"Please! You are my father! Please forgive me."

Mr. Lu begged for mercy in great fear.

He is not afraid of being ashamed anymore, after all he can feel it.

The lunatic in front of him would really tear his face apart.

How could such a perfect and handsome face be torn apart.

From now on, she will still spend her days and nights like this, sleeping with the oiran.

Must not!
Isn't that just called dad?

You can call me grandpa.

"Hehe... It seems that the young master of the Lu family of Fan Yang is not good either!"

"It's really boring to be a softie in the end."

Cheng Chumo shook his head regretfully.

Then he directly threw Mr. Lu out and smashed into the crowd.

Several people were directly knocked to the ground.

These people taunted loudly just now, and Cheng Chumo was very upset.

"What a disappointment, disturbing Lao Tzu to go to the Jiaofang to have fun with the oiran."

Cheng Chumo then stared at the blood-stained face again, and said very displeased.