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Chapter Forty-One

() Cheng Ming raised her head and looked at Zhang Qiang, smiling gently: "Where do you plan to live in the future?"

"Of course it's here." Zhang Qiang seemed to be a little surprised as to why Cheng Ming asked, "Besides here, where else can I go? This is my home, you are here, you are here. No matter how good any other place is, I will not go there."

Not going."

"But you are now a chairman after all. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at when you live in such a simple place?"

"It's just a joke. Anyway, I just live happily." After a pause, Zhang Qiang asked: "Are you really not willing to help me work? You know, I don't have anyone I can trust in the group, especially the lack of

Someone like you who can take control of the situation..."

Cheng Ming looked away and shook her head slightly: "It's not that I don't want to. It's just... I haven't thought about it yet. Can you give me some time?"

Zhang Qiang nodded: "Okay."

The two hugged silently for a while, and Cheng Ming whispered: "I'm going back..."

Zhang Qiang was reluctant to let her go, "You just came and you're leaving?"

"It's getting late. You've been working so hard these past two days, so you'd better go to bed early." Cheng Ming gently pulled his arm away, but Zhang Qiang still refused to let go, so he had no choice but to continue to let her hold him.

However, at this time, the smile on Zhang Qiang's face had slowly narrowed. His ears were turning slightly, and his eyes were looking towards the door.

The door was ajar, leaving only a small gap. There was no light outside, and no sound could be heard, but one of Zhang Qiang's hands quietly reached into his pocket.

Whoosh!

A ray of white light shot out from Zhang Qiang's hand and flew out through the gap in the door. Plop! Plop! There was the sound of people falling to the ground one after another outside the door, and then the sound of footsteps sounded everywhere. It sounded like a group of people who were disturbed.

The people were scattering around.

Cheng Ming raised her head and was about to speak, but her mouth was covered by Zhang Qiang...

Shh!

Zhang Qiang signaled Cheng Ming to be quiet, and then said in a very low voice: "You stay in the room and don't go out." After saying that, he let go of Cheng Ming, quietly opened the window at the back, and bowed his body like a civet.

Jumped out.

The moment he landed, a black shadow came out of the diagonal stab. Zhang Qiang didn't even look at it. He raised his hand and shot out a ray of white light. The moment the talisman approached the black shadow, it suddenly turned into a phantom lightsaber, half of it.

It was more than a meter long and ten centimeters wide. With a whoosh, the black shadow was cut into two pieces in the air.

With the faint light of the lightsaber, Zhang Qiang could clearly see the appearance of the black figure. He was a strong man in his early thirties, dressed in black, and holding a black short stick in his hand. It looked like the material was thicker than ordinary.

The stick is much stronger.

At this time, a low shout was heard: "This person is difficult to deal with, get out quickly!" Before the voice could finish, there was a thud, as if the person shouting was knocked to the ground.

Zhang Qiang jumped up onto the roof and saw four or five figures squatting on the roof opposite, but there was one figure standing upright. This man was tall and thin, with long hair floating behind him in the night wind.

.

It's Faerun!

Almost at the same time, the two people's eyes met. Ferran pulled out the long-barreled revolver without hesitation, without even aiming, and fired with a flick of his hand. Bang! A dull gunshot sounded, breaking the silence.

night sky.

Almost at the moment when the gunshot fired, Zhang Qiang had already jumped towards him. He made an incredible dodge in mid-air, and the bullet almost missed his neck. At the same time, Zhang Qiang made a move with both hands, and his

Two phantom lightsabers flew from behind and in the yard at the same time, and they were like mowing grass, killing all the people squatting around Faerun.

boom!

Feilun's gun fired again. At this time, Zhang Qiang was already in front of him. He twisted his body and the bullet flew past his cheek. Now he has an early stage of cultivation and can perform the stunt of dancing with demons.

.It is adequate for dodging pistol bullets which are not very fast.

After the two magic talisman lightsabers killed Feilun's followers, the spiritual energy was exhausted. The light flashed and disappeared at the same time. Whoosh! Zhang Qiang threw out the third talisman lightsaber, which was also a magic talisman lightsaber.

boom!

Fearon fired a third shot.

This shot was fired almost close to Zhang Qiang's chest, but Zhang Qiang's body was twisted at a very strange angle, and the bullet flew past his chest. At this time, the magic light sword had already cut into Feilun's

On the wrist.

Oops! A dazzling green light lit up, and Feilun disappeared on the spot. Before Zhang Qiang could turn around, the back of his head was already pressed by the barrel of a gun.

"It's so close, let's see how you can hide." Feilun said coldly.

Snap, snap!

There was blood dripping from Fearon's right wrist. He had been hiding a little too late, and there was a deep wound on his wrist. Therefore, he has now changed the revolver to his left hand.

But this is entirely a matter of risk.

In fact, Feilun had already deployed a star-shifting formation at his feet, and he could cast it just waiting for Zhang Qiang to get close. But when he found that Zhang Qiang's movement became extremely fast, he had to delay the casting time. He had to wait for Zhang Qiang to rely on him.

The moment you get close enough and attack.

Because this is when Zhang Qiang's defense is at its weakest.

Now, Feilun has obviously succeeded. He is confident that Zhang Qiang can't dodge this shot. Therefore, he is looking at Zhang Qiang as if he were looking at a corpse. If he didn't have anything else to ask, he would have pulled the trigger long ago.

Already.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhang Qiang's mouth.

This was the second time in one day that he had a gun put to his head. However, unlike during the day, Feilun's skill was far superior to Zhang Jianjun's, so Zhang Qiang was only 50% sure of dodging the gun. After all, he was far away.

If you are too close, if you are not careful, half of your head may be blown off.

But even if he was only 10% sure, Zhang Qiang would not give up.

Almost as soon as his smile broke out, he was ready to take action, but before he could dodge, he heard a loud gunshot, and the muzzle of the gun on the back of his head suddenly released.

Without thinking, Zhang Qiang flew out. He was in mid-air, and with a wave of his right hand, the magic talisman lightsaber was shot at Feilun like lightning. There was a soft sound of hiss, and Feilun's left arm holding the gun had been cut into pieces.

Two paragraphs.

boom!

The finger holding the revolver actually pulled the trigger the moment it left his arm, and a bullet was shot into the air. Looking at Feilun again, there was a line of blood on the right side of his chest, but his eyes were not looking at Zhang Qiang.

Instead, he turned behind him in great surprise.

Cheng Ming stood in the middle of the yard. She was holding a pistol in her hand, and the muzzle was pointed directly at Faerun...

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