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    Perhaps it was Wang Wen's name that overwhelmed them.

    Or maybe it was this miraculous teleportation that frightened them.

    The man in black robe no longer pretends to be violent and violent.

    Instead, he calmed down and stared at Wang Wen thinking about something.

    Wang Wen was worried that they would break the pot and fall, and felt that since they couldn't escape, they might as well "strive hard" and put a thick barrier on the group of people behind them again.

    And specially ordered one more for Gu Jianbing.

    Feeling Wang Min's undisguised discrimination, the old man was so happy that he lost his eyes with a smile.

    The man in black on the opposite side quietly watched Wang Wen meticulously arrange the protection.

    Until it's all over.

    The leading black-robed man said: "Unexpectedly, the barbaric Eastern Continent will also believe in the God of Creation one day. Your use of divine power is no less than that of a junior priest. Since everyone belongs to the same lineage, don't waste your precious divine power. Sit down!"  Come down and talk slowly, the Qin Dongbei you want and the way to use the divine power are easy to discuss."

    God of Creation?

    Junior priest?

    Listening to these nouns belonging to the Western Continent, Wang Wen thought one after another in his mind.

    He asked calmly, "How to talk about it?"

    The man in black recalled the instructions given by the high priest before he set off, and carefully worded his words: "Our high priest has already set off to come here in person. How to talk about it will be decided by the high priest after I go back and report."

    "That won't work." Wang Wen shook his head resolutely: "I just said that you can't leave unless you hand over Qin Dongbei and the way you use your divine power."

    The tone of the man in black was a little anxious: "I also said that these are just trivial matters. We can leave it to you whether Qin Dongdong or the method of use, as long as the high priest arrives. Why are you so stubborn?"

    Wang Wen savored the other party's words carefully.

    Smiled lightly and said, "Why do I feel that you really want to wait until your high priest arrives? What's wrong with holding back?"

    The man in black paused slightly, thinking about the high priest's advice, and patiently explained: "We are different from you, all of us are used to listening to the high priest, really."

    Wang Wen thought about it.

    Take a step back and say: "Well, let's take a step back each. Since you said it's a trivial matter, tell me how to use it first, and I'll let you go back."

    "That won't work." The black-robed man shook his head: "Although the use of divine power is very simple and basically everyone can learn it, it is also the brainchild of generations of high priests' painstaking research, and it is not allowed to spread without permission."

    He looked up and looked around.

    The brothers Xiong, whose eyes were bleeding on the ground, stopped for a while.

    Added: "Especially the barbaric Eastern Continent."

    "Hey, hey!" Mo Ran yelled unhappily: "Have you figured out your current identity situation, okay? Believe it or not, you will screw your head off with one mouthful of the barbaric Eastern Continent?"

    The man in black looked at him contemptuously.

    Although he didn't speak again.

    But his gaze was filled with the word "barbaric".

    He was so angry that he screamed and was about to come up and twist his head.

    Wang Wen asked He Zhuang and several people to stop him, and continued to discuss: "Then change it, let you go after returning Qin Dongbei, you have to choose one of the two, right? You won't move even if I leave?"

    The men in black looked at each other.

    Man Han, the leader, struggled with embarrassment and said: "This, it doesn't work either Qin Dongbei was asked by the high priest by name, and we can't do business with you"

    "This doesn't work and that doesn't work either. We agreed to take a step back, but we made progress and wanted me to give way." Wang Wen lost his patience completely, waved to Mo Ran and said, "I don't want to talk anymore, turn your head around."

    "Wow!" Mo Ran howled excitedly.

    Wearing a red-striped glove on a white background, he rushed over. Before the person arrived, he jumped into the air. Thousands of red and white sparks burst out from the glove, and he punched the man in black on the head with a condescending punch.

    Seeing that Mo Ran's menacing attack enveloped the surroundings with nowhere to hide, the black-robed men all had dignified faces, and they all stretched out their hands to put on the leader.

    The leader's gaze was fixed, and he raised his palm, which seemed to weigh a thousand catties, to face the fist that was smashing with sparks.

    "Boom!!!"

    The terrifying shock spread out, and the unprotected Brother Xiong and others on the ground were thrown tens of meters away like a spinning top!

    Most of the people fell into a coma and did not know whether they were alive or dead.

    On the contrary, some women who had fainted woke up, and Qiqi and the like saw the scene of destruction, and were so frightened that they wished to faint again.I regret coming here to make trouble today.

    The good thing is that he didn't make a fuss, but put himself in such a terrible situation.

    If life can be repeated, they would rather they have never been here.

    It is Brother Xiong who regrets more than them.

    He has been keeping a clear eye on the situation.

    I could hear clearly that the group of people standing there was one of the "Big Three" in the five regions: the Academy.

    The young man who took the lead in speaking is the number one in the world today: Academy Wang Wen!

    After knowing this fact, Brother Xiong's brain couldn't stop buzzing.

    In the past, he often referred to himself, the Academy and the Security Department as the "Big Three".

    In fact, I know very well in my heart that this is just a name for the name, taking advantage of the fluke mentality that others are too lazy to take care of these little bastards like myself, and use the name of the academy to promote myself.

    It is said that "well water does not violate river water".

    In fact, how dare he offend the other two?  The little guards in the security department can keep him from messing around, let alone the academy.

    I usually hide and go.

    There is no way to go near the college, and the places where the people of the college frequent are not touched.

    Only occupy a site in the small residential area and commercial street here to play a little prestige.

    This kind of self-knowledge is still correct, so it has been safe and sound.

    Who would have expected that this humble little billiard room could attract so many "fairies" here?

    Still fighting with those mysterious men in black on the spot?  ?

    Listening to what they said, those men in black robes came from the Western Continent?

    So isn't this the real world war?  ?  ?

    I call him a grandpa, grandma, aunt, aunt, sister-in-law and second brother-in-law!  !  !

    Brother Xiong regretted everything in his heart and no one complained.

    Regret that I was stunned by women's sex, and ran here to jump into the fire pit like a kaizi to help others.

    Regret that I wanted to save the boss's face in front of my younger brother, but when I found something was wrong, I still gritted my teeth and started fighting.

    Regret that I knew that the college was not easy to mess with, but I didn't confess the portraits of everyone in the college, especially Wang Wen, who worshiped every day and remembered this face that shouldn't be messed with!

    It's a pity it's too late.

    When gods fight, mortals suffer.

    The men brought in were only slightly affected by the "war of gods" over there, and they were all casualties.

    There is no one in ten of the forces cultivated over the years.

    Even if he survived this trip, he would be seriously injured, and he could no longer work hard. He just wanted to go back to his hometown and spend time with his mother.

    Brother Xiong resisted his body that seemed to be falling apart and struggled to get up.

    Looking around, there is "sadness everywhere".

    See Qiqi who wakes up and looks haggard and ugly with frightened eyes.

    He didn't hit her again.

    Just sighed deeply, watching the people in the college in the distance who were concentrating on important matters, and had no time to take care of these little bastards like myself.

    Strongly mentally check all the younger brothers, and wake up those who still have strength.

    Then either help or lift.

    Slowly withdraw the scattered men, stay away from this terrible place, and go to the hospital for treatment and rescue.

    So.

    Brother Xiong and his party withdrew.

    The three guards of the security department were also very clever, and had already fled to unknown ends of the earth when the black-robed man appeared.

    Ordinary people who watched the excitement avoided it even more. Even supermarkets, tobacco and alcohol stalls were closed and locked, and the windows were tightly hidden.

    The road outside the billiard room.

    Only Wang Wenzhong is left.

    And the man in black who was spitting blood profusely on the opposite side after taking Mo Ran's punch.
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