Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

PS: Today's second update, let's roll around and ask for a monthly pass!

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Chapter 97 Zhang San: I will always keep my promise

"Is something wrong, brother Zhang Wei?" Chen Duo asked suspiciously seeing that Zhang Wei had been operating the phone for a while without looking up.

"Oh, it's all right." Zhang Wei waved his hands upon hearing this, and explained with a smile on his face, "Our health brigade will have an annual meeting at five o'clock this afternoon, and everyone must be present."

"Annual meeting? Is it the kind of gathering where many people get together?" The little girl's big green eyes showed a hint of longing, but then it turned into hesitation, "Then... I can also go?"

"Of course!" The smile on Zhang Wei's face grew stronger, "I guess one of the main reasons for holding this annual meeting is to introduce you to everyone."

Chen Duo was a little relieved when she heard the words, but then she asked a little scared: "But, will other people dislike me?"

Seeing the little girl's lack of self-confidence, the sunny and warm man Zhang Yida reached out and rubbed her head:

"Don't worry, I don't know what Meng Lang is thinking. Our health brigade is full of weirdos. There are not many normal people like me."

"Such a cute little girl can get along so well with me, and their words will be even better!"

"Oh." The innocent little sister Chen Duo is still in the state of believing whatever Zhang Wei says.

Seeing that the little girl had been comforted by him, Zhang Wei quickly changed the subject: "It's still early, let's continue playing."

Chen Duo really became interested when she heard the words. She stared straight at the gate of the haunted house on the left, but pointed to the shooting booth on the right and said, "Well, I want to play that one this time!"

Zhang Wei: TT

The warrior in golden armor is almost accustomed to the thinking mode of the little girl jumping left and right. This kind of game method of pointing east and west is deeply in line with the tricks of military strategists. He, Zhang, would like to call it "Schrödinger's Blossom".

"Well let's play"

While some people are staying and flying with their girls or cooking or playing, our poor tool man Zhang San is still working hard.

"Boom."

Throwing the greasy fat man in his hand to the ground, Zhang San pushed the plain glasses on the bridge of his nose indifferently:

"Hand over your twelve labors, and keep my affairs secret from now on. I can let you go."

At this time, Gao Ning fell to the ground covered in blood and flesh and couldn't get up. He thought he was going to die this time, and when he heard that Zhang San was willing to let him go, he couldn't help being overjoyed, and quickly responded:

"Yes! Yes! I will record my exercise and send it to Mr.!"

As he spoke, he got up, took the pen and paper from the younger brother who was following up behind Zhang San, and started writing.

Seeing this, Zhang San reminded: "Every word you write must be read aloud! I just performed a sealing technique on you. If you read the formula incorrectly, you will be responsible for the consequences."

"Yes! Yes!" Gao Ning broke out in a cold sweat when he heard the words. He secretly thanked himself for writing slowly and hadn't had time to carry his private goods in it, so he concentrated and began to read while writing.

Although he couldn't judge whether Zhang San's sealing technique really had the function of detecting lies, but at this time, his life was still important. If he lost the skill, he would lose it. If he lost his life, everything would be lost.

......

Four 10 minutes later.

"Not bad, not bad!" Zhang San couldn't help nodding his head while looking at the Twelve Labor Formation in his hand.

"Mr. Zhang San, the little monk has revealed the secrets of the Twelve Labor Emotion Formation as promised, don't you know?"

"Well, Mr. Zhang keeps his word, so let's go."

Gao Ning showed joy, and bowed to salute: "Thank you, Mr. Zhang San, the little monk is leaving."

After saying that, he turned around and left, not daring to stay any longer.

But just after he took two steps, he heard the sound of breaking wind behind him.

"Swoosh. Whoosh. Whoosh."

In the next second, several flying swords shining with golden light passed through his chest.

Gao Ning's eyes widened, and he turned to look at Zhang San unwillingly: "You! You... you don't keep... your trust... use it!"

But in the face of his questioning, Zhang San still had a calm expression: "Zhang just promised you to let you go, and didn't say that he would not make a move after letting you go? Why did you say you broke your promise?"

"Boom."

The heavy object fell to the ground.

One of the four madmen of all natures, Lei Yanpao Gao Ning, died with regret.

Zhang San turned around and floated away without paying attention, and at the same time ordered to his younger brothers: "Hey the dog."

"Yes! Mr. Zhang San." Seeing that Gao Ning was so easily played to death by Zhang San, all the former disciples couldn't help but kept silent and lowered their heads tremblingly.

The time finally came to 04:30 in the afternoon, and Meng Lang, who finished the last dish, came out of the kitchen.

"How about Dali, I have finished all the dishes on my side, how are your preparations going?"

The little girl was carefully inspecting every detail in the field at this time, and replied without raising her head, "I'm doing the final inspection, and I haven't found any problems yet."

Seeing that Zhuge Dali had no time to pay attention to himself, Meng finally let out a sigh of relief and shouted to her:

"Okay, then go ahead! I was a little tired from cooking just now, so I'll go to the bar office to take a rest."

"Well, let's go."

Finally, Meng, who was allowed to rest, hurried into the bar office, locked the door behind him, and then launched the earth-diving...

Ten minutes later, meng lang floated up from the ground.

It is worth noting that when Meng went there, he was holding a copy of the Twelve Labor Formation in his empty hands.

After flipping through it casually, Meng Lang let out a long breath.

Now that the last shortcoming has been filled, I can't wait to see them team up to fight Ruan Feng!

Just when Meng was imagining the scene where the health brigade ransacked the boss, there was a knock on the office door:

"Meng Lang, the outside is all set up, and someone has already arrived at the door, can we open the door now?"

Hearing Zhuge Dali's question, Meng Lang quickly agreed, "No problem, just open the door."

Then he opened the door to join the little girl, and the two came to the door together to play the role of welcoming guests...

What meng lang and zhuge vigorously prepared today was not so much an annual meeting, but a party.