I can crush planets with my mind

Chapter 139 138. Ass Pain

Tsing Yi Street is very close to Tongpan Yamen, and the straight-line distance is only 1 kilometer.

Lu Li came here by car, parked on the side of the road and waited patiently.

At the same time, Xiaocha and Chen Zhizhong also came to the "meeting hall" early.

There was a lot of noise and people gathered here, and the patrol bureaus, traffic departments, martial arts associations, and military guards, and the yamen related to public security all sent people here, chatting and making connections.

As a matter of course, Xiaocha was treated like a star again.

Everyone was particularly concerned about her lifelong events, which made the girl miserable.

Fortunately, several high-ranking officials and leaders rushed over one after another, and everyone stood up quickly, not daring to speak anymore.

Xiaocha stared nervously at the rostrum.

I saw Zhang Tongpan sitting first on the right, Xia Weijin and Jiang Haiyan took the second and third places respectively.

Fan Shouyi was the last one to arrive at the scene, walking unhurriedly towards the "Explosive Cylinder Chair".

Xiaocha reached into his trouser pocket, gripping the remote control tightly.

At the same time, he lowered his head and observed the target's movement with his peripheral vision, ready to detonate at any time.

But seeing that Fan Shouyi was about to take his seat, Zhang Tongpan suddenly stood up to greet him, and the two of them clasped hands and chatted.

"Lord Fan, I can't get through the Foot Yangming Sutra. What's the problem?"

"Also, the Taiyin Lung Meridian of this hand is also a bit uncomfortable..."

Zhang Tongpan asked two questions in succession, and Xia Weiyun showed disdain beside him.

[This person really likes to take advantage of it as rumored, and wants to prostitute the inside view of a master alchemist for nothing]

Jiang Haiyan also saw this, with a hint of impatience on his face:

"Let's have a meeting first. Zhang Tongpan has any questions. After the meeting is over, talk to Mr. Fan alone."

"Miss Jiang said yes, then let's have a meeting."

Zhang Tongpai's face was respectful, but he was slandering in his heart:
【Born with a golden spoon in your mouth, how can you understand our difficulties? It's easy to meet a master of alchemy】

But at this moment, Fan Shouyi took the initiative to say: "Zhang Tong has a taste for elegance, I will visit after the meeting."

Hearing this, Zhang Tongpan showed a playful look, and said pointedly: "Then... I welcome you."

Fan Shouyi also looked at each other deeply, and the two of them seemed to keep everything in silence.

Xia Weiyun's expression turned cold: 【They want to talk about promoting Bingpo San! 】

[The surname Zhang has a famous appetite, Fan Shouyi took the initiative to find him, it seems that he is in a hurry]

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A group of high-ranking officials pushed cups and cups on the stage, but they refused to sit down, which made Xiaocha anxious.

Chen Zhizhong stood beside him with a serious face, his heart beating wildly:

【What exactly does this girl want to do? 】

Yesterday, he only answered all of Xiaocha's questions, but he didn't ask about the specific plan. After all, the less he knows about this kind of thing, the better.

Just when one of them was anxious and the other was apprehensive, the important figures on the rostrum finally finished communicating.

Fan Shouyi finally returned to his seat and sat down.

I saw him shaking his official robe, sitting neatly on the "explosive cylinder chair", his posture was so chic.

But I'm still thinking about it:

[Zhang He is in charge of criminal names and is a very suitable candidate.But this old dog is insatiable, afraid that the lion will open his mouth...]

At this moment, Fan Shouyi suddenly shivered!
"Not good! It's [Spiritual Awareness] warning!!!"

The warrior's keen senses, combined with the super-fast thinking brought about by refining the gods, will give people a mysterious "spiritual sense".

To put it bluntly - the guess is very accurate, and the premonition of danger!

At this moment, Fan Shouyi felt that something was wrong and was about to jump away.

But he was distracted before, and his reaction was slow for a beat, and at this time, flames shot out of his buttocks!

It was Xiaocha, who saw the bird sitting down, immediately pressed the button twice to detonate the "anti-tank mine".

I saw a dazzling pillar of flame gushing out from under Fan Shou's buttocks.

Although this person didn't have time to escape, a layer of... a "hive shield" composed of countless regular hexagons immediately appeared on his body.

This is something that often appears in science fiction works. It is Fan Shouyi's body protection spell concentrated with his mind, and it is also his last hope.

It's a pity that facing a directional blast that can paralyze a tank is really not enough.

The translucent "Honeycomb Shield", like a layer of toilet paper, was easily pierced, and then turned into fluorescence and dissipated.

Accompanied by the shrill scream, Fan Shouyi was engulfed by the violent flame wave.

Then there was a violent explosion that shook the ground, and a big hole was opened in the roof, and rubble and rubble were smashed down.

Everyone exclaimed and ran away one after another, and the three high-ranking officials stood in a safe place in a blink of an eye.

Xia Weiyun happened to see the dissipated fluorescence of the "Honeycomb Shield", and his expression froze:
""Six-Colored Sky in the Void World" was easily penetrated... This is definitely not an ordinary explosion!"

But Jiang Haiyan's focus is not here, she hoarsed and shouted:

"Where is Master Fan! Quickly see if Master Fan is okay!"

The sound waves rolled out, suppressing a little panic in the scene.

Everyone looked around, and soon found Fan Shouyi in the ruins.

I saw that his expression was dull, but there was no injury.Apart from being dirty, it doesn't seem to be a serious problem?

Jiang Haiyan strode forward and said anxiously: "Master Fan, are you okay!"

Fan Shouyi said condescendingly: "Fart, butt hurts..."

Jiang Haiyan looked at his buttocks, his expression changed drastically - the part below Fan Shouyi's belly button was gone!
The internal organs are all exposed, relying on the strong vitality of the marrow washing state to survive.

But with this kind of injury, even the Xiantian realm will have to die, it's just a matter of time.

Jiang Haiyan was trembling all over, and tremblingly said: "A thief! A thief! How courageous! Openly assassinate the imperial court official!"

During the New Year's Eve, Lu Li gave her a huge gift, so it's probably a good year to forget about it.

At this time, Fan Shouyi was still whining about the pain in his buttocks.

Xia Weiyun thought about this person's usual face, so he joked:
"Master Fan, you don't have a butt anymore, it shouldn't hurt~"

As soon as these words came out, Fan Shouyi's originally sluggish expression suddenly froze, and his eyes also stared over, bursting into bright stars!

In the next moment, after hearing a sharp whistle, the "Peachwood Sword" shot out, and the target was the cheap-mouthed Xia Weiyun!
"I didn't do it! Don't come at me when you come back!"

Xia Weiyun turned sideways, and the mahogany sword passed dangerously by his arm.

After half a second, the arm spurted blood suddenly, and there was already a big gash!

But the mahogany sword couldn't do it in one blow, it turned around deftly like a bird, and a sonic boom blasted out from the blade of the sword, coming with a bang!

This thing has a speed of about 400 meters per second and a weight of 500 grams. It not only contains terrifying kinetic energy, but also has a magical sharpness.

Xia Weiyun didn't dare to take it hard, so he could only dodge again and again, but he couldn't dodge all of them. In the blink of an eye, three bloody gashes were drawn on his body.

The blood-changing warrior's body, which is immune to rifle bullets, is as fragile as a potato!
The others backed away again and again for fear of being accidentally injured.

Xiaocha secretly rejoiced that this thing is powerful and intelligent, fortunately there was no confrontation.

Fortunately, it was a flashback. After hitting 3 hits, the peach wood sword lost its power, and it became crooked.

Fan Shouyi managed to make a handprint, causing the mahogany sword to fly back, piercing his forehead, and stirred at the same time.

Did he die on his own, or would he die with both body and soul!

Seeing this scene, Zhang Tongpan was full of regret: "The soul of the fetal breath can do a lot of things, what a waste."

(End of this chapter)