Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

Sashui Ji looked at Zhang San carefully for a long time. Although she couldn't remember his appearance, she couldn't forget the armor, glasses and the glittering special effect no matter what, so she nodded fiercely: "That's right, Zhang San. Mr. San just joined Quanxing today."

A sneer flickered across the corner of Meng Lang's mouth when he heard this: "Since your Excellency is also full-sexed, let's get over it first!"

As soon as the words fell, the cold sword energy filled the sky, pressing down on Zhang Sandou's head like a boundless sea.

Seeing this, Zhang San calmed down, his hands changed from carrying on his back to embracing, a golden light burst out behind him, and a shining flying sword disintegrated and fused instantly, turning into a spherical shield in front of him.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang"

The sound of violent explosions and the intensive clashing of gold and iron stimulated everyone's eardrums. Gold shavings and dust flew all over the field, and the entire seventh floor was almost smashed to pieces by the aftermath.

When the smoke and dust cleared, Zhang San's figure appeared on the spot intact, but if you look closely, you can find several fine cracks on the golden armor on his chest.

"Minister Meng is superior, and Zhang is willing to bow down." Zhang San's tone of voice remained calm as before, as if he was not the one who said the words of surrender.

"So that's how it is, a genius who plays with magnetism. Interesting, Zhang San? I remember you."

Meng Lang seemed very satisfied that Zhang San was able to take his full blow. After taking a deep look at him, he turned his head and left.

This should be considered perfect, right?My qi is almost empty, and there should be [-]% left on Zhang San's side, which is enough for his follow-up operations.

After Meng Lang's figure walked away, a small but extremely clear voice rang in the ears of the six people who were still in the field.

"Mr. Zhang San, if life in Quanxing is unsatisfactory, someone from Meng will sweep the couch in the health brigade to welcome you!"

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Chapter 38 Zhuge Dali: Are they blind?

Not to mention how Zhang San, the gold dust avatar, stayed upstairs to be kind and win people's hearts. Let's turn the camera to Meng Lang.

Jumping from the window on the seventh floor to the open space outside the hotel, Meng Lang dusted off the dust that didn't exist on his body.

Immediately afterwards, he touched the remaining grenade in his trouser pocket, and in line with the principle of environmental protection, he pulled out the pull ring and threw it into the lobby on the first floor, turning his head directly.

boom

Although the scale was small, it was common sense that men should not look back at the explosion, so meng lang did not notice the slightly swinging camera in the hall on the first floor.

At this time, the camera image had already been connected to Sanwa's computer screen.

In front of Sanwa's computer screen, Zhuge Dali sat there with a smile on her face. She came downstairs 10 minutes ago and asked Meng Lang's whereabouts tonight with "nuclear" eyes.

Immediately after the little girl's request, she and the little black seven brothers sat around Sanwa's computer and watched him hack into the camera network of the abandoned hotel. Eight people watched Meng Lang's performance throughout.

Big baby: ""

Erwa: "Is this true? Is the boss so awesome? Who are we afraid of in the future? We can even promise to never use Boss Meng first in war!"

Sanwa: "According to observation, the probability that the boss didn't use his full strength is more than 90.00%. However, based on his current strength, I estimate that more than half of the top ten are not the boss's opponent."

Siwa: "I can't beat it, but I can't beat it."

Wuwa: "Hey, the boss is already his own person, so why care about it? In contrast, I am more curious about who is the one who finally saved his sex. It would be great if I could make a friend."

Liuwa: "The silver saddle shines on the white horse, and it rustles like a shooting star. When it's over, brush off your clothes and hide your merit and fame."

Qiwa: "SkrSkr"

The little black brothers in the field were discussing intensely, but Zhuge Dali keenly discovered a huge blind spot from their conversation

Can't they see that meng lang looks exactly like that man in golden armor?

With great doubts in his heart, Zhuge Dali left Xiaohei's house and returned to 3601 upstairs.

After the little girl went back to the room and lay down, she couldn't fall asleep anyway, so she decided to block people.

The parking lot, Meng Lang's parking space.

"It's not a sloppy street name, but I don't have any ambitions or love," Meng, humming a little tune, got out of the car with a big bag of barbecue in his hand.

Now that it was late at night and no one could see it, Meng Lang, who had let himself go, didn't have to pretend to be a gentleman or take into account the image of a male god. He picked out a bunch of grilled chicken wings and ate them as he walked.

He came to the door of 3602 leisurely, took out the key to open the door, and saw the familiar light that surprised Meng Lang a little.

Haven't slept so late?

"Are you curious why some people are still up so late?" At this time, Zhuge Dali was rummaging through the open refrigerator, and said without looking back when he heard the door open.

"Uh... Dali is you, why are you up so late? And why did you come to 3602 to look through the refrigerator in the middle of the night?" Meng Lang spat out half of the chicken wing stuffed in his mouth and asked in surprise.

"You just drove back from the suburbs at 12:09. Considering the current time point, you will not encounter road conditions, so when you haven't come back at 12:40, I will judge that you went to buy supper. "

"Reminiscent of your interested expression when Xiao Hei mentioned the barbecue downstairs at noon and Cousin Ah Qing's description that you hate eating alone, I infer that you will probably bring back the barbecue during this time period, so I came to find A few cans of beer with you, and a few questions by the way."

Although the little girl Dali kept a smile on her face, her tone was terrifyingly calm, and she uttered each word without any emotion, which made meng lang break out in a cold sweat.

"Well, Dali, you see it's so late, shouldn't you go to bed first?" Someone Meng tried to make a final struggle.

"Don't read books, don't read newspapers, eat more snacks, stay up all night, this is your doctor's order, I'm doing as you said... Pass me a bunch of chicken wings."

The little girl's height of 1.6 meters [-] showed her aura of [-] meters [-] at this time, Meng Lang had no choice but to contribute his beloved barbecue.

really.Now the tears I shed when I was robbed of chicken wings are the water in my head when my mouth was scaring people.

Seeing Meng Lang's exaggerated expression of lovelessness, Zhuge Dali's tone finally brought a touch of warmth: "Boss Meng, as your secretary, don't you have anything to say to me today?" ?”

In fact, after the initial daze, meng lang already guessed that he was probably betrayed by the little blacks.

Resisting the urge to immediately take out an intimacy to heaven, Meng Lang put on a flattering smile, and moved his buttocks sitting on the sofa to the little girl's side.

He smiled all over his face and said, "Dali, I'm not afraid that you will worry, and my kung fu is actually very strong. The old Tianshi Longhushan and I fight at most [-]-[-]."

The little girl frowned, and snorted, "You don't make drafts for bragging, and the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain has been passed down for thousands of years. You say it's [-]-[-], [-]-[-]?"

"Sigh..." Meng Lang sighed exaggeratedly, "No one believes the truth these days, Dali, think about it, if I swear to you this afternoon that I can easily break the siege of East China, do you believe it?"

Zhuge Dali was slightly taken aback when he heard the words. She found that Meng Lang's irrational words did not seem to be completely unreasonable.

Taking advantage of the little girl's stupefied effort, Meng secretly picked up the last bunch of chicken wings and stuffed them into his mouth, humming in satisfaction and saying vaguely:

"Look! You definitely don't believe it, but let me tell you, this is already a fact. Starting tomorrow, there will be no more disciples in the East China region who dare to brazenly make trouble."

Then, taking advantage of the little girl's continued daze, Meng Lang's chicken thief sped up his sweep, and began to feast on beef skewers with his left hand and beer with his right hand.