"Oh, is this the one?" Chicken Woman pulled the pants out of her backpack and threw them away.
"Yes, yes." There was a murderous look in his crotch and he hurriedly caught it and put it on his body. He couldn't help but shake his head and sigh. The beauty is the best, but her strength is a bit too abnormal. Such a strong little mare needs a strong rider to control it. See for yourself
It's a no-brainer to come.
The girls were a little confused and asked about the pants one after another. If there was a murderous look in the crotch of the pants, they would delete their account.
Ling Yun hurriedly stepped forward to smooth things over and said that he was sparring with him, but he accidentally missed the point. Ji Po didn't say anything, after all, he had to save some face for others.
Didi didi.
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A voice message suddenly rang, it was from Murderer Countless.
"Brother Death, something big has happened. Red-eyed Old Black has led a large group of people to cause trouble. It's in the southeast corner of the Storm Mine. Coordinates: X854, Y245."
Red eyes and old black eyes? The nerves in his brain immediately became tense, and Ling Yun felt that something was not good. If he didn't come earlier, he wouldn't come later, but that guy just came up at this juncture. He was obviously a troublemaker, looking for trouble!
"Something happened over there. Let's go take a look." Ling Yun turned around and said to the beauties.
"What's the matter?" Tian Linger saw that Ling Yun's expression was wrong and had a premonition that something was not good.
Ling Yun waved his hand, turned around and left. "You'll know if you go over and take a look. It seems like someone has brought us a gift."
The chicken woman chuckled twice. There was something in Ling Yun's words, and it was definitely not a good thing. But it was okay, she was here to have fun anyway, the messier the better.
Everyone walked through the tree demon jungle without encountering many obstacles. There were players killing monsters everywhere, and many tree demons were wiped out by fanatical fans.
Seeing Ling Yun passing by, everyone cheered.
"Wow, did you see that? The guy in front is Brother Death."
"Beauty, so many beauties!"
"Since ancient times, beauties have loved heroes. Brother Death is Brother Death. He is really domineering. He is always surrounded by beauties when he travels."
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The players even gave up fighting monsters and followed Ling Yun and others. After a while, a long queue formed.
Walking along the railway track, after turning a few corners, I saw a large, dark group of people standing in an open space not far away.
It seemed that things were worse than imagined. Ling Yun looked from a distance and saw a group of people led by Killer Count and Qi Chi who were in a stalemate with each other. There were only a hundred or so people on his side, while there were three or four on the other side.
Hundreds of people, a large area in bright red, and all of them have famous names.
On the small slope next to it, in the piles of rocks, and on the grass, there are all the players watching the fun, there are tens of thousands of people.
Standing directly in front of the group of big red names was a middle-aged man, holding two golden daggers and cyan leather armor. His hair was tied into countless braids, and there was a large black birthmark on his face. His eyes were red and bloodshot, probably
It’s the red eyes that people often talk about turning black.
"Is the God of Death just a coward? If you don't tell me one, two, three, four, five today, who will...don't even think about it easy!" The red-eyed old black man shouted, looking as arrogant as possible.
Ling Yun's face became even more gloomy, he clenched his silver teeth and strode forward.
"Ah! Brother Death is here."
I don't know who shouted, and everyone moved out of the way. Everyone's eyes were focused on Ling Yun, either with admiration, envy, jealousy, or hatred.
"Brother Death..."
Killer Countless wanted to say something, but Ling Yun waved his hand. "I understand the matter, don't worry, it's not a big deal at all."
Killer Numerous nodded, he trusted Ling Yun very much.
"Are you the God of Death?" When the red-eyed old black man saw the real master coming, he stretched his neck and asked.
Straight through the red-eyed Lao Hei, Ling Yunniao didn't even bother to look at him, and continued to walk forward. "Whose dog is not tied up, and it is barking everywhere!"
There were bursts of laughter outside the stadium.
The old black man with red eyes had his face green and red for a while, his teeth were chattering, and his nose was almost crooked with anger.
When the famous celebrities saw Ling Yun walking directly towards them, they actually didn't even pay attention to the boss. Besides being angry, they were inevitably a little timid, and some of them even couldn't help but take a few steps back.
"God of Death, haha, I think your reputation is all in vain." The red-eyed Lao Hei quickly dodged and stopped Ling Yun from approaching. "Why don't you dare to face me? Are you afraid?"
Ling Yun turned his face away and a light flashed in his eyes. "A good dog doesn't block the road. Besides, I never reason with dogs."
"You..." The red-eyed old black man's face showed murderous intent, and the dagger in his hand shone brightly.
"You want to bite?"
Every word Ling Yun spoke was aggressive, and the red-eyed old black man didn't even know how to answer. From the moment Ling Yun appeared, his arrogance was completely suppressed.
"Who do you think you are? How dare you talk to our boss like that?" At this time, a man walked out of the crowd. It was Boss Wang who was hit in the head by Ling Yun that day.
Ling Yun was not angry and asked instead: "Am I a thing? Then who is a thing? Then how did I and your mother give birth to you, a thing that is not a thing?"
Boss Wang's head was filled with the words "thing" and he was completely confused.
"Stop talking nonsense to him, boss, let's kill that guy!" Several famous boys nearby shouted. Those people are now full of junk equipment equipped with whiteboards. They are clearly the guys who were blasted by Ling Yun last time.
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Ling Yun laughed loudly, waved his hands, turned and walked back. "It's okay, brothers, let's go, continue."
He is worthy of being the God of Death! He is so domineering! His domineering power shows off!
The players nearby cheered in unison, and the scene suddenly became extremely heated.
The chicken woman curled her lips and murmured to herself: "Ling Yun is getting better and better at showing off!"
"Wow, brother Ling Yun is so handsome." Tian Xiner's eyes were filled with red hearts, and her heart almost burst into tears.
Wang Mengting and Li Xueli looked at Ling Yun quietly, thoughtfully. No one knew what they were thinking at this time.
"Humph! It seems that I made the right choice as president!" Tian Linger chuckled, her eyes turned into crescent moons, and she found that she admired this guy more and more.
Linna's expression was very complicated. She had been in contact with Ling Yun and suffered two big losses in the past few days. The man in front of her was becoming more and more mysterious and unpredictable.
The one next to it is seven feet big.
Ru and others also admired Ling Yun very much. He really had the demeanor of being a boss.
"God of Death, the matter has not been resolved clearly, do you want to leave?" The red-eyed old black man's whole face became distorted, which was a sign of extreme anger.
Ling Yun turned his head, still wearing that bright and handsome smile. "What? Okay, whatever you want, do you want to fight alone or in a group?"
Ling Yun's words were very straightforward, and the red-eyed old black man could not recover for a moment.
One-on-one? The other party is the famous God of Death. Yesterday, more than 30 young men were all taken in by him alone. Wouldn’t it be a good idea to go there and die by yourself?
Group P? This is not bad. I have three to four hundred boys under me, and the Scarlet Guild opposite has just started to recruit people, so there will definitely not be too many. I will strangle the Scarlet Guild in the cradle. If it waits for it to become a climate,
I'm afraid the entire Demon City will fall into the palm of death.
