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"Yes, Master!"
Zhu Zhuqing stood up excitedly, drew out the Feiyan sword and rushed forward.
Facts have proved that the great martial artist is still a bit reluctant to face the automatic rifle.
Zhu Zhuqing raised his sword and fell, killing six mercenaries, but was shot three times and came back bleeding profusely.
"Heyhey, you got shot!"
"Are you crazy!"
Soldier King Huang Yuan's eyes were frightened.
"The situation is wrong!"
"This young man is definitely a master of the gods!"
Seeing that the Frost Monster had died so badly, the strong white man dared not stay any longer, turned around and ran away.
With a flick of his fingers, Luo Yun drove a soul thought into the opponent's body and let him leave.
"Little girl, how are you doing!"
At this moment, Huang Yuan came to Zhu Zhuqing's side and supported her.
"I, I'm fine."
"I want to report back to my master."
Zhu Zhuqing pushed him away.
"You've been shot!"
Huang Yuan was dying of anxiety, "Do you think warriors can be invulnerable! If you don't stop the bleeding quickly and take out the bullet, you will be disabled for life!"
"Who are you? I don't want you to care!"
Zhu Zhuqing ignored him, went straight to Luo Yun, bowed and knelt down, "Master."
"Zhuqing, you have timed out."
Luo Yun said lightly: "Besides, there is another big question, do you know what it is?"
"Zhuqing is dull, andplease tell me clearly, master."
Zhu Zhuqing frowned.
"You have no fear of death anymore!"
Luo Yun pointed out her problem sharply, "For a month, you are used to seeing the resurrection of the dead, and subconsciously you are not afraid of death. This is a terrible thing."
"I can't practice with you forever."
"If there is no me, how do you plan to treat?"
"What would you do if you were hit by a bullet?"
Zhu Zhuqing was speechless, "I"
"I won't treat you for the gunshot wound this time. You can find a way by yourself."
Luo Yun hardened his heart.
Zhu Zhuqing bit her red lips, "Yes, master"
Luo Yun sighed inwardly, Zhuqing, don't blame the teacher for being cruel, it's all for your own good.
If a person has no fear of death, then she is not far from death.
"What the hell?"
"You are her master, let him bleed? What kind of master are you!"
Huang Yuan walked over filled with righteous indignation.
Luo Yun looked him up and down, "Are you a soldier?"
"yes!"
"Then you don't know me?"
"do not know!"
"My name is Luo Xuanyuan."
"Lo"
The moment Huang Yuan heard the name, his pupils dilated rapidly.
Luo Xuanyuan!
God of War Luo Xuanyuan!
Leading the 200,000 South Navy, annihilating the three aircraft carrier strike groups in the country, the youngest Shaodutong in history!
Huang Yuan opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to speak anymore.
Just because the person in front of him fits all the characteristics of Luo Xuanyuan.
At this time!
After hearing a few panting sounds, Professor Xu Yang suddenly sat up!
"ah!"
"Cheat a corpse!"
"Isn't that man dead? Whyhow come he is alive again?"
"Yeah, I saw the knife go into his heart with my own eyes"
Passengers witnessed the resurrection of the dead and thought they were dreaming.
Yang Xuening and Huang Yuan were also shocked, and rushed to Xu Yang's side.
"Old Xu, you are you okay?"
"Professor Xu, this this is incredible!"
Xu Yang was in a trance for a while.
He put his glasses on indiscriminately, and started looking for his safe, "Where's the box? Where's the box? Don't lose the box!"
"The box is here."
Luo Yun handed over the safe.
"Great, great!"
"Thank you, boy!"
Xu Yang hugged the box in his arms, and the stone hanging from his heart fell down.
Then, he realized something was wrong:
"Huh? Nope.?Aren't I dead? "
Yang Xuening and Huang Yuan looked at Luo Yun with strange eyes
An hour after the robbery, the special police from Jialing City arrived at the scene, only to see panicked passengers, nine corpses and a pile of suspicious minced meat.
Xiaoheshan is located in Jialing City.
Not far from the sea.
Yang Xuening and Xu Yang were temporarily sent to the Binhai Security Bureau, as well as Zhu Zhuqing who was shot.
Luo Yun himself flew back to Binhai, the city where he was born.
"Three and a half months have passed since we left for Miaojiang."
"When I left, I had just broken through the purple mansion stage, and now I am in the middle stage of alchemy, and my strength is not slow to improve."
"It should be no problem to ascend within two hundred years."
Luo Yun did not fly, but came to the place where he grew up, and a familiar feeling came over his face.
He visited his hometown, elementary school, junior high school, and high school.
"Huh? Fried bun shop?"
"It's still open"
Walking and walking, Luo Yun came to a snack bar that he liked to eat when he was a child.
Ji's private fried buns.
When he was in elementary school, every morning at seven o'clock, he would come here to eat a plate of fried buns, served with a large bowl of free pork bone broth, and sprinkled with chopped green onion, what a delicious word.
It was 8:30 in the morning and there were many guests.
He also walked in, ordered ten fried buns and ten fried dumplings, and served a bowl of soup.
Although it is a fly restaurant, it has delicious food that cannot be tasted in five-star hotels.
While eating and eating, someone came to make trouble.
"You guys have eaten the overlord's meal for five days, and you won't give me a penny. If you do that again, I'll call the police!"
The proprietress of the pan-fried bun shop is a mid-forties lady, looking angrily at a table of punks.
The four gangsters were dressed in sloppy clothes, with chicken nest hair and dark circles under their eyes. It was obvious that they had just come out of an Internet cafe all night.
"Made!"
"Eat a fried bun, where's Bibi Nima?"
A yellow-haired bastard lifted the table and kicked on the soup bucket. The milky white pork bone soup that the proprietress had boiled all morning flowed all over the floor.
The guests fled one after another, not wanting to provoke gangsters.
"I don't care! Youyou have to pay!"
"Eating for free every day, shall we do business?"
The proprietress picked up the spoon angrily.
The boss rushed over from the kitchen and stopped his wife, "Forget it, forget it, you eat what you eat."
"Ji Fuqiang, why did I just follow you, a worthless bastard!"
The proprietress vented all her anger on the boss, beating and kicking, "Everyone is bullying to such an extent, you don't even dare to fart!"
"Forget it, wife, that yellow hair has just been released from prison, so it's not easy to mess with."
"Two steamed stuffed buns don't have much money, one thing more is worse than one thing less."
The boss is also suffering and can't tell.
Seeing this, Luo Yun didn't mind his own business, and ate his buns quietly.
But that yellow-haired bastard was determined to trouble him.
"Snapped!"
He was eating fried buns while chatting in the Tianting group with his mobile phone.
A dirty hand with English letters tattooed on it suddenly rested on his shoulder
"Brother, can I borrow some money to go online?"
"I will cover you in this area from now on."
The yellow-haired gangster is playful and authentic.
The other three gangsters were all grinning, and one of them even lit a cigarette.
In their eyes, Luo Yun is an honest man.
In fact, when Luo Yun was in the secular world, he would habitually hide his aura, making himself appear to be no different from ordinary people.
"roll."
"Say one more word, and I want your life!"
Luo Yun glanced at the yellow-haired bastard in disgust.
The yellow-haired gangster immediately lost face. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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