Create myths from pirates

Chapter 115 The Same Chat Group
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"Report, I want to report."

"I want to report that Zhao Si killed my husband, please help me."

The woman held up a piece of cardboard with both hands, and wrote "Murder pays for life, the law of nature shall be preserved" written in big crooked paint red characters. She knelt on the ground, her body trembling, tears streaming down her face, her voice hoarse and crying.

There are many pedestrians on the street, but most of them choose to ignore them. There are too many poor people in this world and too many injustices. How much better are they than this woman kneeling on the ground.

Besides, sometimes, good intentions may not be rewarded with good rewards. There are countless such examples. As time goes by, people's hearts will become cold.

This coldness is also for self-protection.

Taking out the mobile phone to take pictures and posting them to the Internet is already the best choice they can do.

The woman is still crying and crying for grievances, even though not many people pay attention.

This was the only thing she could do for her husband, and she would not want to be so humiliated in the street if she had no other way out.

Zhao Si, who is in the business of loan collection and casino dance hall, has a wide network of contacts and is ruthless.

On this three-acre land, it was a comfortable life.

"What are you doing, get the hell out of here."

A somewhat arrogant voice rebuked loudly.

A few big bald men who were flamboyant walked over with steel pipes in their hands, pushing away people who were too late to escape along the way.

"You fucking want to seek death, don't you?" the head of the big man with the flowery arm and fat head said viciously, and then hit the woman's hand holding the sign with a stick.

"Ah~, what are you guys doing?"

"You will be punished."

The woman yelled in despair, and several bald-headed men picked her up with their hands and stuffed her into the van on the side of the road.

In the distance, Jiang Cheng sat in a milk tea shop, ordered a cup of milk tea, and watched everything coldly.

"You can choose the body of this group of people at will. Of course, if you don't like it, there is a boss behind them. Just don't harm this woman."

"Also, I'm short of money." After taking a sip of milk tea, Jiang Cheng opened the glasses case and said to Uchiha Madara.

"My lord, I see."

The pupils of the eyes fluttered, and it was a very strange scene, but no one seemed to be able to notice it.

"Then I'm going."

At the moment when the van door was about to close, Madara's pupils also flew into the compartment.

The vehicle moved, and a killing was inevitable.

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Jiang Cheng didn't have any psychological burden to let Uchiha Madara go to kill people.

Not to mention that they are all guys who deserve to die.

Consciousness sinks into the system.

Chat group module.

[The old man wants a son, I am the Iron Man, Everbright Huashan, I want to live forever, joined the chat group with martial arts]

The old man wants a son: "Is this the power of the devil fruit? It can pull the old man to this magical space without making a sound."

I am Iron Man: "I read the group profile, and it said that this is a chat group connecting the heavens and the world, but I doubt it. I also have a device that can project images in the human brain."

"It's not difficult."

Entering the Tao with martial arts: "This is absolutely something that ordinary people can do in martial arts. Could it be that it is really the method of immortals?"

I want to live forever: "Is it the method of the fairy family?"

Guangda Huashan: "I beg the gods to give me the Dharma, and Yue is willing to give everything."

I am Iron Man: "@白魔神, can the group leader explain it?"

The rest: +1+1+1...

After reading the chat records, Jiang Cheng decided to make a fuss.

White Demon God: "A try."

"The world is different from the world, but there are places where we can learn from each other. Whether it is science, or cultivation, or martial arts abilities, even though they are different paths, they can all lead to the same goal."

"The wishes you each want to achieve may not be impossible here."

I want to live forever: "The group leader is really a god?"

The rest: "Curious about jpg."

White Demon God: "I'm still on the road, the road is long and long."

"Okay, let's study slowly in the chat group, and come to me when you no longer have doubts, and when you understand your own way."

The head of the White Demon God turned gray, Jiang Cheng became invisible, and entered the dark observation mode.

I'm not Iron Man: "???"

The rest of the people are also full of question marks.

I'm not Iron Man: "Actually, to prove that the method of this chat group is very good, just use the function of sending red envelopes in the group."

"If what the Lord of the White Demon Gods said is true, then we, who are in different worlds, should be able to transfer items across worlds."

"That is to say, if everyone can receive what I send, and I can also receive what everyone sends, that will prove that the chat group is not fake."

"I'll come first."

[Ding~, I am not Iron Man and sent a group of red envelopes]

[Congratulations on grabbing the red envelope: a Desert Eagle pistol]

Listening to the reminder in his consciousness, and looking at the pistol that just appeared in his hand out of thin air, even though he didn't know what this iron thing was, Yue Buqun couldn't restrain his excitement in his heart.

"Xianyuan, this is the real fairy fate, my Huashan revival is hopeful."

Among the Huashan sect, Yue Buqun burst out laughing, and couldn't stop the tears from streaming down his face.

"Master, what's the matter with you?" Linghu Chong hurried forward and asked with concern.

"Huh? What's this?" Linghu Chong was suddenly attracted by the Desert Eagle pistol in Yue Buqun's hand, "This thing is very beautiful!" '

"Ahem, that's something for a teacher."

"I'm fine, you all go down."

After driving away all the disciples, he was the only one left in the hall, playing with the Desert Eagle in his hand, feeling its weight and feel, Yue Buqun's consciousness returned to the chat group, he wanted to ask Iron Man what it was, how to use.

But someone in the group has already asked in advance.

I want to live forever: "@我不是铁铁人, the things have been received, it seems that the existence of the chat group is real, but I want to know what is this Desert Eagle pistol, it looks like a hidden weapon, give me a A very dangerous feeling, as if he could easily kill someone."

Everbright Huashan: "Yue also wants to know."

The old man wanted to take his son: "This is a pistol, and the workmanship looks much better than that of the Navy government."

[I am not Iron Man has uploaded a video: Desert Eagle tutorial]

[I am not Iron Man has been renamed: Tony Stark]

Tony Stark: "There is a name change function in the group, and I have changed it to my real name."

【Everbright Huashan has been renamed: Yue Buqun】

[The old man wants to take in his son and has changed his name: White Beard]

[Entering Daoism with Martial Arts has been renamed: Zhang Sanfeng]

【I want to live forever has changed my name: Ying Zheng】

Tony Stark: "Are you the Qin Shihuang in Eastern history?"

Introduced with martial arts: "Are you His Majesty the First Emperor?"

Everbright Huashan: "Are you my Chinese Ancestral Dragon?"

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　Second update~
　　Abandoned world line~
　　Soon, the two whites will meet.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)