Lord of Shura Palace of Douluo

The four of them looked at Tang Ling, waiting for him to express his stance. Ning Weilan and the others were girls, and since their soul power had been drained just now, Tang Ling asked them to go back and rest first.

"Do you know what his martial spirit is?" Tang Ling asked.

"That guy is not tall, only about 1.6 meters tall. He has a dark face, as if he just came out of the coal mine. His front teeth are as ugly as a mouse. His martial spirit is very strange. I guess... it should be Control type martial spirit." Ma Hongjun thought for a while.

"His martial spirit looks like two semicircular pink covers on the surface. As soon as this guy summons the martial spirit, he puts it on his head. Not to mention how disgusting it is.

When he fought with me, he used a total of two soul skills. The first soul skill was to enlarge the two covers to block my Phoenix line of fire. The second soul skill was to use two covers one behind the other. It trapped my body. The cover was made of who knows what. Not even my phoenix flames could destroy it. It bound me, wrapping me like a rice dumpling, and then I became his sandbag. "

Tang Ling's eyes were subtle, and the pink... cover? He seemed, probably, to know what kind of martial spirit it was.

"Brother Ling, do you know what martial spirit it is?" In Ma Hongjun's opinion, Tang Ling was well-informed and knew everything, so he couldn't help but be curious about his martial spirit.

Tang Ling coughed lightly and shook his head, "I don't know."

Ma Hongjun sighed with some disappointment.

"Come on, take us to the place where he appeared." Tang Ling waved to Ma Hongjun.

Ma Hongjun's eyes lit up, and he ran over and led the way. It was a relatively busy street, and the street lights were not too bright at night.

"This place is quite remote and will not disturb the surrounding residents. It is suitable for setting up an ambush." ​​Tang San looked around.

"The main thing is, I don't know when he will show up. We can't stay here all night, right?" Oscar frowned.

Tang Ling thought for a moment and said, "Let's go near the nightclub. Since he likes beauty, he will definitely not give up there."

"Unexpectedly, our brother Ling also knows about the existence of nightclubs." Ma Hongjun laughed. He always thought that Tang Ling was so cold and cold, so he should be ignorant in this regard.

Tang Ling gave him a look, "I'm a normal person."

Tang San also had a smile on his face.

A group of five people were hiding behind a wall like a spy. Tang Ling looked at the four people helplessly, like stacking Arhats, with their heads next to each other. Tang Ling was very happy. This look must not be seen by other people in Shura Hall. Come, otherwise it will be a disgrace.

"Brother Ling, Brother Ling, that's the one, the one with the black hat!" Ma Hongjun turned around suddenly and bumped into Oscar who was approaching him. Two nosebleeds flowed out, and both of them covered their noses.

Tang Ling was pulled to the front by Ma Hongjun. Hei Tian was wearing black clothes. Fortunately, Tang Ling had good eyesight. The man was wearing a black magic hat with a pair of rat teeth that were particularly conspicuous. He was wearing a large trousers with several holes on his lower body. He was wearing shorts, wearing a pair of flip-flops, squinting his eyes, looking lewdly at the single girl in front of him, and rubbed his hands.

This was the first time that Tang Ling saw someone with such... hard to swallow. Thinking of his martial spirit, Tang Ling made up his mind not to be touched by his spirit skills for a while.

"Hei Ming."

Tang Ling gave Hei Ming a look, and Hei Ming rolled his eyes at him, but still ran out obediently. The sky itself was dark, and it blended into the night perfectly. Apart from those eyes, it was difficult for Tang Ling to spot it without using his soul power. figure.

Seeing the girl walking into the alley, the middle-aged uncle was about to follow her in. Suddenly, he saw a pair of glowing eyes. Then his sight disappeared and fell into darkness. He turned around in a panic.

Everyone looked at him in confusion, what happened?

Heiming deprived him of his vision, and his mission was completed. After a few feints, Tang Ling appeared behind him and put a hand on his shoulder. Nabu Le was frightened.

"Ah!! Who?! What person?!"

The fear of losing his vision made him forget to release his martial spirit. Tang Ling used force and removed one of his arms with a scraping sound.

The scream was particularly harsh, and the four curious babies stood aside to watch the battle, not forgetting to cover their ears.

Tang Ling had many ways of torturing people. He knew where to hit people, but it was painful and not fatal. After all, death was the lightest punishment for such people.

"Mistress, Brother Ling... I'm going to fight with you. It's too cruel." Ma Hongjun jumped, and blood almost splashed on him. He didn't want to be covered in the smell of blood.

Looking at Bu Le's lower abdomen, his waist was constantly being hit, and the sound of his chest, joints, fingers, and bones breaking gave everyone goosebumps. There was only one thought in the four people's minds: Don't mess with anyone in the future, too. Horrible.

What's even more frightening is that the man hasn't fainted yet. I don't know what method Tang Ling used to keep him conscious, from screaming at the beginning to losing his voice now.

Of course, the credit for losing his voice must go to Hei Ming. It was easy for people to watch him crying and howling this night, which was not good.

Even Tang San looked at this scene with lingering fear. It had been a long time since he had seen Tang Ling torture anyone. Otherwise, why would everyone in the previous life be afraid when they heard his name? Those rumors were not groundless, but only Tang San knew that some of them were What you see may not necessarily be true.

"You haven't seen my brother seal his throat with a knife, and there is no blood on the blade." Tang San underestimated. Everyone's attention was on Tang Ling, so naturally no one paid attention to his quiet words.

Dragging the unconscious Bu Le to the corner, Bu Le was beaten by real Bu Le. Tang Ling pointed at Ma Hongjun, "Here you go."

Ma Hongjun chuckled, raised his foot and kicked him hard a few times, "I told you to hit me, I told you to hit me! I told you to call me young!"

"Brother Ling, where did you learn those moves? Can you teach me some of them?" Oscar said flatteringly while rubbing Tang Ling's shoulders.

Tang Ling raised his eyebrows, with a hint of a smile on his lips, "Sure, if you want to learn, I can teach you through words and deeds. There are some things that you can only learn the essence by trying them yourself."

Oscar trembled and moved away from Tang Ling, "Words are enough, let's forget about teaching by example."

Oscar's sincere look made everyone laugh.

Seeing that Ma Hongjun was still kicking people, Dai Mubai frowned and said, "Don't be too big. Even though this guy beats you, it's not a good thing, but it's not a crime that will lead to death. You move faster."

"understood."

A group of five people returned to Shrek. Unseen by everyone, a bunch of golden flames slipped from Tang Ling's palm and danced along the surface.

His face was expressionless, and he was still arguing with the four people. However, he never left trouble for himself, and only a dead man could keep his mouth shut.

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