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Corpse Taoist!

Even though he restrained his domain and breath, the cold smell that seemed to have the stinking of corpse had spread throughout the living room.

Wang Yan's face sterned. Is this old guy really not giving up? He actually followed his home! When he just wanted to get up, he was stopped by Sister Nan Lian's eyes.

"Hehe, does Comrade Xiao Wang not welcome me?" The Taoist corpse looked like a master. He ignored Liu Lang, stared at Wang Yan on the dining table, and said with a smile on his back with his hands on his back.

"Hey, hey, you're so tall!" Liu Lang was very upset and said arrogantly, "The security guard in our community is too unduly responsible, right? When can those who beg for food beggars be put in!"

Ask for food!?

The zombie-like cheeks twitched twice, and the fierce look in his eyes showed: "Boy, where are you doing? How dare you talk to me like this! Do you know that when I turn my hands, you can lose your soul and never be reborn!?"

The Taoist of the Corpse was angry. Although he had been dealing with the corpse for a long time and did not pay attention to image, he was filled with a strong temperament of a master. Does this boy understand? He dared to slander the Taoist of the Corpse for begging for food!

"What are you going to do?" Liu Lang stroked his forehead and long hair, "I think you are not only begging for food, but also beggars with secondary 2 paranoia. Old man, I think you are not young anymore. You are very good at learning secondary 2 diseases. It's so pitiful."

"Boy~" the Taoist corpse laughed furiously, "You are seeking death! If you hadn't been to the face of Comrade Xiao Wang, I would have refined you into a zombie and you would never be reborn."

Wang Yan was also a little dizzy. Our brother Lang is really a talented person. He can actually make such a dangerous person as the Taoist of the Corpse and have such a virtue. He has to put Nuannuan aside and stare at the Taoist of the Corpse. If he really dares to take action, he will have to have a fierce battle today.

"Oh, old man, you are so pitiful. This second-hand patient is very serious." Liu Lang looked at him with pity and shook his head and said, "It's a pity that the Holy Maiden of Light left too early today, otherwise he would have to ask her to help you exorcise evil spirits."

The Taoist corpse was so angry that he could not help but want to punish him a little while. The words "Saint of Light" hit his mind like a thunder.

The zombie's face stagnated and his eyes were slightly weak, "This, who is the Holy Maiden of Light you are talking about?"

"Which one can it be?" Liu Lang rolled his eyes and said, "There is only one in the world called the Saint of Light."

"This... I know the Holy See you, the Holy See?" The Taoist of the Corpse was obviously a little weak, and subconsciously took a step back half a step. His eyes turned around, and he was a little afraid that the Saint of Light would suddenly jump out.

The way he practiced to refine corpses was played with the evil spirits. Although the power was amazing, the one he feared the most was the most yang energy.

The "Great Light Book" of the Holy See of the Holy See of Light is not a joke. For thousands of years, the dark people cannot raise their heads. It is like a rat crossing the street. It shows how powerful the Holy See is!

"Of course I recognize it. Your Majesty is kind to me. I'll have breakfast together and have a nice meal together this morning." Liu Lang stroked his hair casually and said sympathetically, "Forget it, I'm very pitiful to see that you're sick, so I won't bother with you. Use a chicken leg to cushion your belly."

As he said that, he shook his head and sighed and turned back to the dining table. He took the chicken legs from the Wenhan food box, wrapped the leg bones in paper and said to him: "Oh, you are still outside at this age. What a sin. Don't you care about your children?"

"I have no children..." The corpse Taoist twitched his stiff mouth twice. He really didn't want to pick up the chicken leg, which was too embarrassing. But he couldn't do anything to this kid, because the other party knew the Saint of Light.

"Oh, I'm doing evil, I'm doing evil." Liu Lang sympathetically stuffed the chicken legs into his hand. "I'll give you a suggestion. If you're too hungry, go to the government department to apply for a welfare nursing home. Our Huahai City is an international metropolis, and there are many people doing charity. These relief institutions are much better than ordinary places."

Seeing the face of the corpse Taoist constantly twitching, it seemed to be very "touched". Liu Lang gritted his teeth again and took out a thousand pieces from his pocket. He left three hundred pieces, and the rest was stuffed into the corpse Taoist's garment, and waved his hand and said, "Let's go, let's not let me see you again in this life."

Bang!

He closed the door, leaving the corpse alone with the corpse Taoist holding the chicken legs in his hand and was in a mess in the wind.

...

Wang Yan and Nan Lian looked at each other, thinking that this corpse Taoist would probably not be easy to pass on when they came to the door. However, they did not expect that they would be solved by Liu Lang, who was ignorant of the world.

You know, that is a B-level strongman. And even among the same level of strongman, it is a more difficult one.

As the little rabbit said, the Taoist corpse seemed very ferocious, but in fact he was quite timid. At the beginning, he was quite ferocious, but when he heard the name of the Saint of Light, he immediately withered.

"Oh, it's a very poor old man. He's still begging outside at this age. His brain is not normal and he's a second-year illness." Liu Lang said with emotion. Then he looked at the only three red pie tickets left in his hand, and felt very distressed again.

"Brother Liu, you are still quite kind." Wen Quanhan praised with a smile, "Sure enough, Wang Yan's friend is quite good."

"Uh... that's of course." Liu Lang sat down with a serious look on his face, picked up chopsticks and fish meat and said, "I am a man with a reputation as a good person, otherwise Lao Wang would not have regarded me as a brother." Then he brought a glass of beer and started drinking.

"Brother Lang, I have some bad news to tell you." Wang Yan sighed and said, "That old man is not a beggar, but my colleague."

"Puff!" Liu Lang squirted under the table with a mouthful of wine, his eyes wide open, "Old, Lao Wang, are you kidding me? My colleague... he, does he have money?"

"If you have money, you must be richer than me." Wang Yan glanced at him sympathetically.

He knew very well that a person like the corpse Taoist who was well-known during the Republic of China would definitely not be short of money if he could survive until now. At least, he would definitely be much richer than himself.

"That's over, my money is over 800 yuan." Liu Lang screamed in pain, "I gritted my teeth and changed the money for taking big health care into small health care, which actually made a rich old man cheaper."

Well……

Wen Quanhan's pretty face turned red, he covered his daughter's ears, and glared at the guy fiercely. He took back the words he was about to say and helped you introduce your girlfriend.

The angry Liu Lang chased him out, but he could not see the corpse? The man had to return in a bad mood, and he was drinking wine one by one, as if he was a betrayal of his parents. He kept murmuring, "Brother's health care."

Wang Yan had a cold sweat. This guy was indeed beyond cure. Even the Saint of Light could not redeem him! But after saying that, although this guy had all kinds of bad habits, he was still a loyal and kind guy in general.

"Mr. Wang, is that really your colleague just now?" Wen Quanhan blushed and said with a little concern, "Since he is a colleague, will it be bad if he lets him go like this? Do you want to call him back and have supper together?"

"No, I have no relationship with him." Wang Yan said with a smile, "Let's have dinner together, don't affect your mood because of this matter."

After dinner, everyone was very happy. Before they knew it, it was eight o'clock, Wen Quanhan wanted to accompany Nuannuan back to sleep, and Sister Nan Lian also said goodbye.

As for Liu Lang, he gave him a key and let him go out and die for himself.

After taking a shower, Wang Yan began to practice with the little ferret on the large terrace outside his bedroom.

One night passed.

Wang Yan felt very refreshed and full of energy. So he ran to the unit and used the equipment suitable for superpowers to temper himself.

The comprehensive strength of the Explosive Bear has not even reached the level, but has been immersed in strength training and fighting for many years. With his guidance, his progress will be rapid.

"Bang bang!"

Wang Yan's meticulous fist hit the giant sandbag, and the sandbag weighing more than two tons began to shake back and forth. The Explosive Bear, who was guiding Wang Yan's punching posture and force, was sweating.

This brat is really exaggerated, and his explosive power has improved too quickly. The power of each punch has reached about a ton. Even if a strong African bison is hit by him, he will fall to the ground.

After training and fighting, Wang Yan began to train his reaction speed, and the four mobile tennis turrets were still there. This time he found four members of the special service team to help with the training.

They are all from special forces, and their military knowledge is many times better than Wang Yan.

"Bang bang bang ~"

Tennis balls were constantly blasting towards Wang Yan at a speed of 250 kilometers per hour. But Wang Yan was dodging with flowing water, and each tennis ball seemed to be passing by his body.

You know, before the first mission, Wang Yan couldn't adapt to the tennis ball with a speed of 200 kilometers per hour. The speed of improvement in a short period of time is really shocking.

This speed can only be used as a warm-up.

Wang Yan instructed the members of the special service team to adjust the tennis speed to 300 kilometers. In this way, when each tennis ball was sprayed out from the turret, it roared through the air and made sharp roars.

At such a terrifying speed, if an ordinary person is hit by a tennis ball, he will be seriously injured even if he does not die.

But Wang Yan turned his body slightly, and the tennis ball rubbed along his cheek, making his hair slightly raised. Then he ran another shot, easily avoiding it.

The special service members all showed admiration and envy. Boss Wang Yan is too powerful, it is a speed of up to 300 kilometers per hour. It is difficult for ordinary people to capture the trajectory of tennis...

"I'm not happy, you all change me to a 95 rifle and load it with rubber bullets." Wang Yan punched out and hit a tennis ball flying in at high speed.

"boom!"

The tennis ball exploded, and some white fluffs inside flew all over the sky. This punch was really powerful.
Chapter completed!