Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

"Big brother, I'm here, what do you see?"

"Auntie, do you live a long life this year?"

"Master, come and help me see my face? To tell you the truth, I am old and young, and I still can't find a wife..."

"Miss, I have a signal pen here, do you think this color number matches your thighs well? How about I help you get a straight letter?"

At this time, the four madmen formed a back-to-back formation in a font shape, and Shen Chong, a white-collar youth, put his thick inner qi into a defensive shield to protect the other three.

"Don't listen to the words of this benefactor Meng, there are illusions in his voice, which will confuse your mind!"

Hearing this, the eight "Meng Lang" in the field raised their eyebrows together: "Yo, the great monk has good knowledge! I don't know how the little tricks of my Heavenly Palace Phantom compare to the great monk's twelve labors and emotions?"

Lei Yanpao Gao Ning did not reply. He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and began to sing Buddhist scriptures to help the other three resist Meng Lang's illusion.

Just as Meng Lang, who was besieging the four of them, lost interest in the fight and was about to start the next scene of the script, Shen Chong, who had been silent since just now, suddenly gave up his defense and rushed towards him.

At the same time, Shen Chong shouted loudly: "Success, the bullet in his gun has been emptied! Hurry up and wrap him up, don't give him a chance to reload!"

rash:

Is this what you four actually came up with?

It turned out that the four of Quanxing had always thought that Meng Lang's biggest reliance was the two magic weapon pistols in his hand. They firmly believed that such a powerful magic weapon was the key to Meng Lang's bloodbath tonight.

In fact, it was true to say that, Meng Lang did rely on these two treasured pistols to complete the big kill with almost zero mana consumption.

However, if you naively thought that he, Meng, could only fight with a gun, you would be very wrong.

Looking at the innocent foursome, Meng Lang decided to give them a surprise

I saw that Meng, who was originally erratic, stopped suddenly, and then crushed the 92-type pistol in his hand into scrap iron under the shocked eyes of the four people.

Accompanied by the creaking sound of steel rubbing against each other, a strong wave of air rushed towards the four of them, and at the same time a playful male voice came to the ears of everyone present.

"Hehe, the bullet is empty? No, it's the release of the seal!"

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Chapter 37 Zhang San: Give me face

Meng Lang stood with his hands down and looked around the four of them, and said lightly, "I'm sorry, just now that certain Meng is addicted to toys, you may have misunderstood me, but it's okay, I'll untie it now."

As soon as the words were finished, Meng Lang disappeared, and the next moment, four Meng Langs appeared in front of the four of them at the same time and kicked them down.

"Boom" X4

Almost at the same time, the four of them were kicked in the abdomen, and immediately fell to the ground like shrimps arched and twitched continuously. At the same time, they felt that their dantian qi sea was sealed by a bone-chilling qi, and they couldn't exert any strength.

"Who are you?" Lei Yanpao Gao Ning sat up tremblingly, struggling to ask.

Meng Lang didn't care about the Si Zhangkuang who fell to the ground. He walked to the side of the freezer and rummaged through it. He took out a can of iced Coke, opened it, took a sip and said, "Me? A sanitation worker who sweeps the streets."

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The four of them choked speechlessly, a street sweeper?With this kind of skill, you say you are a street sweeper?How can I not show you to death!

"Don't be surprised, you're one of the litter I'm taking care of. Look, I did a good job on my first job today."

Seeing the faces of the four of them turn from red to white, and then from white to black again, Meng Lang decided not to wait any longer, and winked in a certain direction secretly, preparing for the next scene.

The real big show tonight!

After drinking the coke in his hand in one gulp, Meng Lang threw the can into the trash can in the distance. As an elegant and easy-going big devil, he must show enough self-restraint at all times.

"Okay, you can go at ease, there's no need to say the last words, I'm too lazy to listen." Meng Lang read the lines pretendingly, and walked towards the four people who were lying on the ground.

The sound of dull footsteps slowly reached the ears of the four people, and every step was like a sledgehammer hitting their hearts.

This feeling of getting closer to death every second almost drove Dou Mei crazy, she knelt down and cried hysterically:

"Don't! Don't kill me! I can give you money, I can give you my skills! I will give you whatever you want! Please don't kill me..."

Meng Mou curled his lips in disdain.

money?Was he just talking casually about him being so impoverished?

It can be said that as long as he wants to, he can find a lot of beautiful girls who are close to each other with a hundred million, then clean with a hundred million, and finally with a hundred million.

The reason why he had never done this before was because meng lang was somewhat mentally obsessed with cleanliness.

I, Meng, don't like money, I'm not interested in money!

As for the exercises?hehe.It's better to practice your messy wild fox Zen slowly by yourself, I really don't like it, young master.

Without answering, Meng Lang sneered and walked towards the four of them. It is worth mentioning that after seeing Meng Lang's "sunshine" smile at this time, the wet footprints from the start of the shutdown to the present sprinkler girl began to increase the air humidity again.

First of all, he came to Xia He, anyway, he couldn't kill anyone in the end, so it would be good to find a nicer one to scare him.

Meng Lang, who also pointed to Cheng Jian, was about to cut off the sword energy, but suddenly seemed to notice something flashing aside.

In the next moment, at the position where he was standing just now, six flying swords with golden light pierced the air and screamed past.

The face of Meng Lang who was attacked by someone was as sinking as water, and he shouted: "Who? The one who hides his head and shows his tail, hasn't come out yet!"

As soon as the words came out, under the reflection of the moonlight, several flying swords neatly cut a gap in the hotel wall on this floor for one person to pass through, and a tall and straight figure slowly floated into the building.

This is a young man in golden armor. He is floating in the air with his hands behind his back, wearing a pair of ordinary glasses on his face, and his face is indescribable.

I always feel that I can clearly see his handsome facial features, but as long as you close your eyes, you will immediately forget his appearance.

The man in the golden armor flew in front of Meng Lang and commanded him, with hundreds of golden flying swords hanging in the air behind him, as if ready to strike.

"Minister Meng invited me generously, and Zhang San was very terrified. Today, I am begging for favors, how about asking Minister Meng to let these five people go?"

At this moment, Meng Lang's acting skills were at full strength. Hearing this, his face was cloudy for a while, and then he jumped up as if not to be outdone.

I saw that his whole body was flowing with vigor, and he also stood still in the air, with mysterious and mysterious patterns emerging around him, and countless ice crystal long swords hung in the air from his raised hands, confronting the golden sword on the opposite side.

Meng Lang stared at the other party coldly, and said without the slightest emotion, "Quan Xing Zhang San? I haven't heard of it."

Zhang San, a man in golden armor, lowered his eyelids slightly, and replied in a warm voice, "Zhang San's talent has gone downhill yesterday, and he just joined Quanxing this morning. That girl over there can prove it."

Hearing this, Meng Lang looked at Sashui Ji with searching eyes.