Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 689
Fan Denglong frowned even more when Zhang Cheng's phone was unanswered. It's a pity that Xiang Yinggao and Zhao Wu were by his side, otherwise Fan Denglong would have used the real dragon seal directly.

"Xiang Tui, drive faster."

Fan Denglong could only urge Xiang Yinggao repeatedly, "If my guess is correct, something will happen again."

Xiang Yinggao still didn't understand a little bit, since entering the Zhao family martial arts gym, everything was led by Fan Denglong, and Xiang Yinggao was still the same as before, without any clues.

"President Fan, do you mean that Zhang Cheng is the murderer who killed Bao Long?"

Zhao Wu summoned up his courage and said cautiously beside him.

"Did I say so?"

It is impossible for Zhang Cheng to be the murderer. The Zhao family martial arts school has existed in Zhangjie for a long time. If he is the murderer, it is impossible for this thing to happen until now.

"Is Zhang Cheng in danger?"

Xiang Yinggao's whole body tensed up immediately, and he immediately put on the emergency marquee, and his speed climbed to the extreme.

Fortunately, there are two local people in this car. Needless to say, Zhao Wu, Xiang Yinggao has worked here for ten years, and he knows every street and alley. They may not be able to reach the community, they only spent 10 minutes.

At the gate of the complex, Fan Denglong's expression changed, and he rushed out of the gate before the car railings of the community were lowered, and quickly rushed to one of the unit buildings.

"Quick, there must be something wrong."

Seeing Fan Denglong like this, Xiang Yinggao hurriedly shouted.

Zhao Wu didn't know what he was thinking, he usually got out of the car as soon as he shouted to the police officer.

It's just that Fan Denglong doesn't need these people to lead the way. It doesn't matter where Zhang Cheng lives. In front of him, a black air rises into the sky, like a bright light in the dark night.

On the seventeenth floor, when Fan Denglong turned his gaze to that floor, he shouted sharply: "Bold and evil, dare to do that."

There was a burst of shouting, such as Hong Zhong Da Lu, and the people in the whole community only felt deafening for a while.

But Fan Denglong didn't care about shocking the world anymore, he used his lightness kung fu, stepped on the windows of the floors and went up quickly, and reached the seventeenth floor in the blink of an eye.

A punch smashed the window glass, and with the spear in hand, he stabbed inside.

From the first floor to the seventeenth floor, and then to the shot, it's just a breath.

The spear pierced out, and a figure suddenly appeared.

Long hair shawl, oval face, Liu Dai eyebrows, big watery eyes are breathtaking, a pair of red lips like flames make countless men want to go up and kiss.

Not only that, but the important parts of the whole body are covered with gauze.But although it is covered, it gives people a kind of obscurity that still holds the pipa half covered, and it has a fatal attraction.

Definitely a beast, if not for the white tail at the back and her crawling posture with her hands on the ground.

"Who are you,"

The Yaoxie, who is tentatively called a woman, said with an angry face, crawled on the ground, and licked her lips with her long tongue.

Zhang Cheng was lying on Simmons' bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, without even looking, he knew that the evil was controlling his thoughts.

"Those who cause harm to the world will be killed without mercy."

Fan Denglong did not follow the woman's words, but held a gun in a very righteous and dignified manner, pointing the tip of the gun at the evil spirit.

"Hehe, you are really manly. The slave family likes a little brother like you the most."

The woman looked at Fan Denglong with greed. Obviously, to her, Fan Denglong was more attractive than Zhang Cheng who was lying on the bed.

As a cultivator, Fan Denglong is full of aura, not to mention blood, which is definitely a great tonic for evil spirits.

Its popularity is probably about the same as that of Tang Monk Meat, which has been talked about for hundreds of years.

"Ha ha,"

Fan Denglong was furious in his heart. He still didn't want to repent, and he still thought about using himself as food. It was a heinous crime.

The spear was like a dragon, attacking automatically. Fan Denglong came to the bedside and put his hand on Zhang Cheng's artery. Fortunately, his mind was affected a little, and there was nothing serious about it.

"Little brother, let's play together."

Although the long spear is not as powerful as the Liquan sword, but it is extraordinary in itself. It was refined by the gods in the sky, and it has a little fairy energy, which has a natural restraint effect on evil spirits.

One move and one move can cause a lot of threats to women. It's a shame that this woman is still thinking of teasing Fan Denglong when she is busy dealing with Liquan Sword's attack.

Every word and deed is full of coquettishness.

Wearing thin clothes and gauze, she dodged, and some scenery that could make a man's nose bleed leaked out.

But at this time, no one appreciates this scene. Naturally, no man will pity her in her distressed state.

"Yaoxie, why don't you show your original shape soon?"

Fan Denglong knocked Zhang Cheng unconscious and threw him out of the room.

There were hurried footsteps downstairs, and the elevator in the community stopped on the 23rd floor. The reason why saving people is like putting out a fire made Xiang Yinggao have no time to wait for the elevator.

"Little brother, don't you like this slave family?"

The woman blinked at Fan Denglong and blew a kiss.

If he hadn't seen her true form clearly, it is estimated that Fan Denglong might not be immune at this time.

It has an attractive appearance in itself, coupled with the use of coquetry in it, it is natural that people dare not look directly at it.

"court death,"

Fan Denglong slapped out with a slap, with spiritual energy, and a slap print appeared in the air.

The woman dodged it dexterously, and said a little pitifully: "My little brother doesn't know how to pity and cherish jade at all."

Fan Denglong continued to attack without answering.

"Little brother, is Nujia beautiful?"

"Little brother, don't you want to do something pleasant with the slave family?"

"Little brother, my house is so cold."

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The woman said softly, the voice echoed in the room, and the air seemed to heat up a bit.

No matter whether Fan Denglong accosted her or not, she always looked lovely and pitiful.

She seemed sad in the face of a gentlemanly man who didn't understand at all.

Outside the room, Xiang Ying Gao and Zhao Wu's exclamations came, probably because they saw the unconscious Zhang Cheng.

"It is best to advise you to put away your little tricks, otherwise in the end, you will only be the one who suffers."

Fan Denglong looked at the woman coldly, normal teasing is fine, but if you want to add something in the middle, the real dragon seal is not a vegetarian.

"You really have the temperament of a god, little brother, the more you are like this, the more I like you."

The woman suddenly appeared in front of Fan Denglong, stroking Fan Denglong's cheeks with both hands, her eyes were fascinated, as if attracted by Fan Denglong's frosty temperament.

Fan Denglong swung his hands suddenly, without holding back at all.

(End of this chapter)