When Ping Ping said the word "mortal", Lao Wu was shocked. Others didn't know, but he knew that there were immortal cultivators in this world, and his omnipotent boss was an immortal cultivator.
Could it be that this Nan Mengyu is actually an immortal cultivator?
Thinking that Nan Mengyu might be an immortal cultivator, or even the family in front of him might be an immortal cultivator, Lao Wu was frightened.
But immediately, he felt something was wrong. If Nan Mengyu was an immortal cultivator, how could she have been bullied so badly by the Jiang family and even sold to them by her adoptive parents?
Thinking of what the boss once said, in general, when cultivating immortals, the increase in force in a short period of time is not as fast as practicing martial arts. Moreover, cultivating immortals must be done as early as possible, preferably when you are five or six years old.
Therefore, even if Nan Mengyu has been cultivating immortality for only a few years, his strength should not be as good as that of his half-step innate self. But for the sake of caution, he still increased his vigilance. And
He suddenly turned the muzzle of the gun towards Pingping: "Is this little kid your son?"
An An was surprised: "Mom, it seems strange that you gave birth to us?"
Lao Wu was surprised again: "Is this your daughter too?"
Fortunately, he thought that she had kidnapped these children, but it turned out that they were both her own children!
This woman's fearless look made him even more confused. Moreover, what her son said just now, was she kidding?
They didn't take these fifteen people into their eyes at all?
I'm afraid, she thought that she was invincible because she had practiced the technique? But she didn't know that the immortal cultivators were not as good as the ancient martial arts practitioners before they had established the foundation.
Probably, the other party can't tell that he is a half-step innate, right?
Forget it, just play with them. Anyway, once they enter this cave, they won't be able to get out.
The two women are both pretty, so they might as well stay and enjoy them for themselves. It would be a pity to keep the two children who are as beautiful as elves. They could be sold for a lot of money.
Thinking of this, a strange smile appeared on Lao Wu's lips.
How dare a man, two women, and two children ignore them?
Realizing this, the fifteen men opposite became even more amused.
Ping Ping said to Lao Wu expressionlessly: "Stop Jiji Waiwai, are you going to tie yourself up yourself, or let me remove your hands and feet and then tie you up?"
What he said before was just Lao Wu, but what he said next was to everyone across from him.
This kid is so arrogant. The problem is that he is a delicate and beautiful five-year-old boy. No matter how cruel he says, his expression is cute, which makes people think he is cute and funny.
And the dozen gunmen were also made to laugh by him:
"Hahaha, hahaha!"
"It's so funny, this little kid, his tone of voice is really, haha, it makes me laugh so hard."
"It's so funny. This little kid is only five years old, right? He actually said how long it would take to remove our hands and feet."
"It's so funny, hahaha!"
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There are fifteen of them, but Nan Mengyu only has five of them, including two women and two children aged five or six. In other words, they are very powerful.
But this kid actually asked them to tie him up. How could he not make them feel funny?
"What are you laughing at?" Pingping said angrily: "What's so funny?" He hated his little body so much, why couldn't he grow up quickly?
Those people laughed even louder.
"Hahaha!"
"Hahaha!"
"Hahaha!"
…
However, they laughed, and the fifteen pistols were still pointed at the five people.