"The little master should be able to hold on for a while! I'll go!"
Zhuma immediately replied with a message, "I'm close to me!"
Unexpectedly, Tan Qiang, who had been involved in the group before, sent a message.
"She has already set out, and she can't persuade her no matter how hard she persuades her. Isn't this a bit of a mess to make a pregnant woman go? Who of you should go and persuade her!"
Unexpectedly, Ye Qingqiu replied with a message.
"Now, the only person among us who can hold on for a while is the only one who can hold on for a while!"
These words made many people in the group stunned.
There are many people in such a large group of people who were once famous in the world and could not solve it, and they actually needed to rely on a pregnant woman.
Others believe it or not, but Tan Qiang shook his big head and didn't believe it.
Ye Qingqiu @ Su Qi for a moment. "Don't show off, let's drag it for a while, my brother is already on the way back!"
Tan Qiang was very excited when he heard this, "Is the little Tianshi coming back?"
....
Fang Chao stood with his hands behind his back.
A man with a sickly white skin trotted behind him.
The man bent over, his hands were close to each other, looking like a little eunuch.
"Zhu Chou'er, how did my knife sharpen?"
The man with a sickly white skin was bent over and spoke with his mouth, revealing the black and yellow teeth of the old smoke gun, and his voice was also a little sharp.
"When Lord Huizhangye said, that Wang Han did not appear at any scene of suppressing the chaos."
Fang Chao glanced indifferently, "Didn't you go anywhere?"
Zhu Chou'er took out his cell phone and looked at it, "Mr. Zhangye, he went to Ji Jian's place with your knife!"
Fang Chao's eyes fell in one direction.
"My adopted son probably thought that Ji Jian would go to save people. It was unexpected. Yes, I don't like too stupid people. I would like to remind Ji Jian to let him sharpen the knife for me.
!”
Zhu Chou'er quickly bent over and sent a message to others.
After a pause, Zhu Chou'er's sharp voice came out again, "Master Zhang Ye, Alliance Master Ji is there alone, what if Di Wuji hides something?"
Fang Chao sneered, "Isn't it just right to show his back? In this way, don't you know what trump cards he has? Only by knowing his opponent and being close to one's own will he be able to win a hundred battles."
Zhu Chou'er stood there with a little eunuch bent over, "What Lord Zhang Ye said is."
"There is no movement in the Divine Cult yet?"
"not yet!"
"Then add more fire to make it more confusing! You must see what this God Cult is!"
Zhu Chou'er bent over and said, "Abide by the order!"
Fang Chao stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the entire Jiangning city with a highly aggressive smile in his eyes.
....
Ji Jian punched Wang Han.
Wang Han's body flew backwards.
The back hit the wall, directly knocking a huge gap into the brick wall.
He struggled to sit up from the pile of turns.
There is a huge gap between Wang Han's current strength and Chaoyuan Realm, and Ji Jian wants to play with Wang Han at will.
Ji Jian stood there with a smile on his face. Thinking of the day when he fled in a panic, he finally got to take revenge today.
"stand up!"
Wang Han coughed and a lot of blood choked out of his mouth and nose.
He wiped a handful of blood casually and smiled at Ji Jian.
"Ji Alliance Leader, is he so willing to be a horse-boy?"
Ji Jian slapped Wang Han’s chest in the air.
Wang Hang stood up and flew backwards with a palm again. His body hit the tree trunk. The tree trembled violently and the leaves fell down.
"This palm will hit you with sharp teeth and sharp mouth!"
Ji Jian said another palm.
Wang Han's body turned over and rolled back more than ten meters in succession, hitting a stone pier and making a thud before stopping.
"This palm will hit you with a despicable look on your face!"
Wang Han's head was buzzing, and he just struggled to stand up.
Ji Jian gave another palm.
Wang Han's body flew backwards, smashing the window, rolling among the pile of glass slags, and a lot of glass slags were stuck in his body.
"I just want to hit you in this palm!"
Wang Han sat up, blood gushed out from his nose, dyed his chest red, and coughed violently.
"Your mother, you old man took the wrong script of someone else's crooked-mouthed God of War? Is this line you should say?"
Ji Jian sneered.
He walked slowly towards the yard.
"Diet to the point of death, I'm still stubborn!"
Every step was taken very slowly, as if he was deliberately making Wang Han feel the pain before his death.
The elderly phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
"Ji Xixi Ji Wu Duanwang shouted, Ji Xiluo Ba is not free to be a Hang... Three days of the world, seven days of the world rely on fighting, love bia, love bia, love bia~"
Ji Jian took out his cell phone, lifted up his cell phone cover, looked at the caller ID and answered the phone, closed the cell phone cover again, and placed the cell phone in front of his ear.
"explain!"
When answering the call, Ji Jian had already arrived in front of Wang Han.
He grabbed Wang Han's neck and lifted it up.
Zhu Chou'er asked Ji Jian to sharpen his knife from the other end of the phone.
Ji Jian hung up the phone with a smile.
"Tell Lord Zhangye, this knife..."
Ji Jian tried hard in his hand, and Ji Jian's angry voice came from the cracks of his teeth, "I will definitely polish him sharp enough!"
Hang up the phone.
Ji Jian took Wang Han in one fell swoop.
Turn your waist.
It hit the wall heavily.
The wall strips fell off, revealing the red bricks below, and Ji Jian punched Wang Han hard in the abdomen.
Immediately afterwards, Ji Jian's fist kept stopping, and Wang Han was nailed to the wall like a sandbag.
The rumbling sound made the whole house tremble and roar.
The blood-stained walls were also protruding out little by little.
The Qi in Wang Han's body was gradually dispersed.
The Qi body produced by oneself gradually could not keep up with the Qi body that was dispersed by Ji Jian.
The evil energy in the body gradually began to boil.
The blue veins on Wang Han's forehead swelled up.
Gasping heavily.
The terrifying power hidden in the body gradually revived.
Ji Jian's punching speed was obviously much slower.
Hesitantly looked at Wang Han.
Wang Han knew that if this continued, he would definitely lose control.
By then, the most dangerous thing in Jiangning City will be yourself.
The "Sutra of Rebirth" is running wildly.
The idea of fake death was already in my heart.
Wang Han's vertical pupils gradually turned into a vertical line.
Ji Jian's hair stood up slightly.
He looked at Wang Han in surprise.
Turn around and kick.
Wang Han hit the brick wall and flew outwards.
The brick waterfall spreads.
Splashing everywhere.
Wang Han flew backwards.
When his body was about to fall to the ground, he was held back from behind.
Ji Jian slowly walked out along the hole.
I saw two more people in the yard.
His eyes fell on one of the long-haired melancholy men.
"Xu Haozhou! You are worthy of stopping me?
Today is different from the past. Without the Master of God, who can stop me in Jiangning City?”
The Northeastern man reached out to support Wang Han.
A pregnant woman slowly walked out from behind Wang Han.