Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

The golden-armored warrior with his forehead in thought pondered over and over again. He felt that his nephew was still young and would be transferred to Shanghai for school next semester. It would be unwise to expose his little tricks in front of the female devil, so Immediately changed the subject:

"Oh, Yifei, I think you were a little bit shocked by the news that Mr. Zeng would not come back suddenly. Haven't we counted how many benefits Meng Lang has given everyone since he moved to the iPartment?"

"My teacher told me that an excellent lawyer must learn to abandon his subjective assumptions and inherent prejudices, and restore the essence of the case from the perspective of evidence."

"And the evidence we have now is that Meng Lang paid out benefits and treatment whose value is far from being measured by a little money, but we use his money to eat Michelin restaurants and at the same time wonder if he wants to cheat us. Doesn't make sense?"

"Really?" Hearing that Zhang Wei, an idiot, could pour chicken soup into himself, a university professor, Hu Yifei had an inexplicable feeling that he had been forcibly demoted.

But she took a closer look and felt that what Zhang Wei said was indeed reasonable, so she also shook her head and opened the mobile webpage, and continued to complain to the Labor and Social Security Department of the Shanghai Municipality about the illegal delay of the retirement time of elderly employees by a black-hearted TV station.

The camera jumps, and we turn our attention back to the side of Penglaipai.

When Zhuge Qing and the others followed Du Jun into the mountain gate of the Penglai School, what caught their eyes was this scene

The quiet and peaceful Penglai School in the past has long since lost its cleanliness and beauty. The courtyard with its bricks and tiles is full of blood pools, and the pungent smell of blood can be smelled from far away. Xiao Zizai was intoxicated and made others frown.

Going further in, through the entrance path, you will come to the square outside the gate of the main hall. From a long distance, you can see that the people here are sparsely divided into four groups.

Except for the whole-sex disciples who had met once yesterday, who were standing in the middle of the field with a group of neon people with their faces full of arrogance, the rest of the Penglai sect, the neon sword sect, and the southeast coastal sects were far away from each other. Live in a corner.

And in the very center of the square, there are two bloody humanoid objects slowly squirming.

Shen Chong, who was wearing several wounds, stared at the opponent not far away with his right eye that was not completely blurred by the blood, put his hands on the ground, and struggled to get up.

Unexpectedly, this movement involved the abdominal wound, and the pain became extremely severe, which made him almost fainted from the pain, so he could only grit his teeth and use his willpower to hold himself back to the ground again.

On the opposite side of him not far away, Yagyu Heijiro also bent over and knelt down on the ground covered in blood, trying to stand up again with hands and feet.

He barely opened his swollen eyelids, lowered his head and wiped the gurgling blood from his forehead on his trousers, then tremblingly raised his head to look at his opponent.

Seeing that Shen Chong seemed to get up faster than himself, Yagyu Heijiro couldn't help but feel a burst of despair.

He turned his eyes to Zhang San who was watching the battle in mid-air, his eyes were full of unwillingness and resentment.

At the critical moment just now, he stopped hiding his selfishness, and resorted to the secret art without a sword that he had been hiding for many years, and snatched the opponent's golden sword and slashed back.

But who would have thought that the golden-armored leader wearing glasses on the opposite side would be so devoid of the spirit of a warrior, and when he was about to strike his opponent's throat with his sword, he would actually withdraw the magnetic force, causing the golden sword in his hand to scatter into golden sand all over the sky.

This also allowed Yagyu Heijiro to receive a heavy punch from Shen Chong, and while he was almost blown up on the spot, it also changed hands instantly.

But just when Shen Chong was about to stand up with ecstasy on his face, his body riddled with holes fell to the ground in darkness due to excessive blood loss.

Looking at the opponent who fell to the ground again, Yagyu Heijiro had mixed feelings in his heart, but he slowly got up after adjusting his mood.

Then, he looked up at Zhang San, who was still smiling in mid-air, with the words "Secret は 力 っ た, あ な た が 结束 を 果 た べ べ き だ" written on his face.

"Uh..." Although a certain lunatic who went abroad couldn't understand the date written on the face of the neon man below, he could still guess the general meaning, so he also kept his promise and told his younger brother, "Mr. Zhang If you do what you say, since you lost the test, you should stop."

After saying that, Zhang San Shi suddenly fell back to the ground, took the hot towel that Dou Mei got from somewhere, and cleaned his hands.

With a promise, the younger brothers let go of the Nihong people they were holding in their hands, and all took half a step back.

Seeing that his side had won the contest and that he was released as promised, a warrior raised his chin to the sky, looked back at the Quanxing disciple who was holding him just now, and said with disdain:

"Weak い Central Plains people は, やはり strong を fear れるること を 知っているのだ!"

And just when a group of neon people were about to return to their own camp, Zhang San gently put down the hot towel, turned to look at Dou Mei, who was standing beside him, and said in a relaxed tone:

"Sister Dou, our younger brothers in this class seem to be out of their minds! Is it because the cavernous body tumors in their lower body are too large to oppress the brainstem?"

Dou Mei: ΣД;

After following Zhang San for many days, Dou Mei, who already knew this boss who thought out of his mind deeply, immediately understood, turned around and shouted loudly to the group of all-sex disciples:

"A bunch of trash! Mr. Zhang San just said to let go, don't you guys kill people without using your hands?"

'Д'!!

Hearing this, the little brothers suddenly realized, and then they all turned around to look at the group of neon warriors who hadn't gone far, with presumptuous and ferocious smiles gradually appearing on their faces

PS: Today is the first change, please ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a monthly pass, and add more changes on the weekend of tomorrow and the day after tomorrow to repay the debt.

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Chapter 133 Zhuge Qing: Did this group of people apply for an annual card at the orthopedic hospital for fear of wasting it?

After the whole group of the health brigade asked about the general process of the matter from the Penglai faction, Zhuge Qing and Fu Rong looked at each other, and they both saw a hint of "it really is so" from the slits in each other's eyes.

They watched a group of neon warriors ascend to heaven with sympathetic eyes, and witnessed Zhang San's way of being imperial

"Come here, take Shen Chong down to recuperate, and serve all the bad food and drink!"

The younger brother scratched his head: "Mr. Zhangsan, dare to ask what is unpalatable?"

"Are you a pig? You can't even answer open-ended questions? Then go and accompany him too! Somebody bring this stuff down with Shen Chong! As for the food, forget it. Based on your IQ, I guess you can't think of anything suitable for them." Appetite stuff."

"Then do as I said, buy a catty of enoki mushrooms and fifty catties of crotons, and feed him a catty of enoki mushrooms mixed with five catties of crotons every time he eats. Feed him for three days to see the effect."

"What? A pound of Flammulina velutipes is not enough? Do you have any common sense in life? Remember, you can never finish eating Flammulina velutipes! Get the hell out of here!"

While Zhang San was teaching his younger brother with great interest, his other younger brothers were conscientiously carrying out the orders of the boss.

Listening to the neon warriors in the center of the square helplessly yelling indignant words before dying, and then being kicked to the ground one by one by Zhang San's younger brothers, the death conditions are so miserable that it is shocking to hear sad, free orgasm

Zhuge Qing shook his head helplessly, and made a rare joke: "Are these neon people applying for annual cards at the Orthopedic Hospital for fear of wasting money? Why are they all so picky?"

Sister Fu Rong obviously didn't like this kind of atmosphere, she secretly pulled Zhuge Qing's clothes, leaned into his ear and said:

"Qing, let's hurry up and find the owner here and talk about business. With Zhang San here to disrupt the situation, it is estimated that there will be no danger in a while."

"Well, that's fine." Then he nodded to Du Jun, asking him to lead the way to the quiet room where Guan Gu's miraculous retreat is preparing for the battle

The camera jumps again, let's see what a couple of dog abusers are doing in broad daylight

What else can I do, after a series of strange but sweet kisses, Miss Rose finally said that her little emotions have been temporarily controlled.

Taking advantage of the fact that a certain straight man looked around and was at a loss after parting his lips, the scheming Gir glanced up and glanced at the street camera facing the two of them not far away, and recorded the exact time and place on the phone notebook.

In this way, turning around will allow Zhuge Dali to call up this video image more conveniently, hoping to gain more initiative in the future struggle with Feng Baobao.

Dali, my sister can only help you so far!

Rose clenched her small fists and secretly cheered the future Zhuge up.

"Lang'er, let's go to the movies with my aunt!"

"Oh! Okay, no problem!" Although Meng Lang was still a little obsessed with the smooth, soft, waxy, warm, soft, small and exquisite touch just now, he still reacted in time.