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Chapter 1809? What the hell

When the group heard Luan Yongping's answer, they were so excited that they danced like chicken blood, which made Su Man and others confused.

"Cough cough." Luan Yongping coughed twice.

The group of people suddenly became quiet. When the scene just now didn't happen, they pretended to be noble and dressed in their clothes. The next second one of the men in black and red robe shouted: "Look at it!"

While the voice was heard, he clenched his hard fist and rushed towards He Haoze, whom Su Man stood!

This time, before Su Man was escorting He Haoze, even Liao, Shen Lang and others stepped forward to hide He Haoze firmly behind him.

But even so, Su Man flashed right in front of the team in the blink of an eye, then jumped, and then slammed the sky spirit cover of the man in black and red robe: "What the hell!"

The crisp anger sounded at the same time as the sound of human flesh falling to the ground, and Su Man also landed steadily. Then he slashed Luan Yongping with a sharp eye that was exactly the same as Huo Yanting: "Diplomatician Luan, can you explain to me what the hell is!"

"This..." Luan Yongping seemed to have guessed the ending long ago, and he smiled and stroked his chin, and was about to explain.

Another burly man wearing a dark green short robe and exposed his thick legs and thighs, swinging two meteor hammers and attacking Su Man.

"Be careful!" He Haoze and others shouted anxiously.

Su Man stood there without any intention of moving his position, but took out a gun from his back and shot directly at the kneecap of the burly man!

The bullet, with the spiritual energy brought by Su Man, passed directly through the leg bones of the burly man. The wound was not big, but everyone present saw a round and air-permeable hole rippling blood.

The burly man was stunned for three seconds, then he later realized that he threw away the meteor hammer, hugged his knees in pain, and kept jumping on the spot with one foot: "Hiss! It hurts so much! It hurts so much! What weapon is this?"

It was Su Man and others who were stunned again. Although Wu Hong Planet is currently ranked at the bottom among second-class civilized stars, they did not expect that the information would be so blocked. They didn't even know that Su Man was using a gun just now, just a gun that was so ordinary that it could not be more ordinary.

Just as Su Man was about to make a sound, Luan Yongping, who was standing beside him, said slowly: "This weapon is called a gun. You can defeat the enemy without getting close to him. The guns of Su Man warriors are just to teach you some lessons and let you know what it means to have heaven beyond the sky and there are people outside the sky."

At first glance, there was no problem with this, but when it came out of Luan Yongping's mouth, it felt strange no matter how you heard it.

At this time, another person appeared in the strange costume camp. He was the most down-to-earth person in the entire "team". He was wearing a black sweatshirt and his wide sweatshirt hat covered most of his face.

He clasped his fists and reported to his home: "I am Gu Renxi, the 96th-generation disciple of Zeximen on the Wurong Planet, and I would like to ask this heroine for advice."

Su Man looked at him up and down, then turned his eyes to Luan Yongping, who was "out of the matter" again: "Are they here trying to learn martial arts?"

Luan Yongping rubbed his hands with a silly smile: "Tell me this way, I have never received a foreign guest for 40 years, but we have been so suffocated."

Su Man: "..."

He Haoze and others: "..."

"I'll ask this female hero for advice!" Gu Renxi punched Su Man again.
Chapter completed!
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