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Chapter Thirty-Seven: Hao Yi Was Bullied~

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    Thanks to the book friend Gucun Jackdaw for his great reward and support, and recommended Lian He's work "Soul of War".

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    "The last few years?" Hao Yi frowned, as if he had thought of something.

    In the battle in the hotel lobby, Lan Feng had already fallen into a disadvantage.  After all, Lan Feng is alone and alone, even with a powerful Taoist talisman, it is impossible to fight against two with one.  Naturally, he suffered a disadvantage in the battle between two supernatural beings whose strength was almost the same as his own.

    "Boy, I want to use your blood to extinguish my anger!" Anger was mixed in the vague voice, and Liu Sheng, who became the target of Lan Feng, became very manic.  The violent Liu Sheng's strength and agility have been upgraded to a higher level.  He picked up an air conditioner as a weapon, and kept chasing and throwing it at Lan Feng.

    If Wang Qi and Liu Sheng were afraid of Lan Feng's status as a monk before, now they are completely red-eyed and recruiting deadly hands.

    Lan Feng dodged somersaults to avoid an ice spear piercing through the hole, but was hit hard on the back by the enraged Liu Sheng with the air conditioner.

    Lan Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body was directly embedded in the floor.

    If he hadn't had the defensive Dao Talisman on his body, at least his tendons would have been broken in this blow.

    Liu Sheng laughed loudly, but the sound he made was not like a human voice, it seemed to be a ghost who came out of hell.

    "Hey, boy, just close your eyes!" After Liu Sheng finished speaking, he raised his big foot and stepped on Lan Feng.

    Lan Feng is not an idle person, years of combat training has given him a sensitive sense of crisis.  Even though his seven orifices are bleeding now, his mind is blank.  Still felt a great crisis.  Supporting the dizziness in his head, Lan Feng played an anti-gravity talisman.

    Naturally, this elementary anti-gravity talisman did not act on Liu Sheng's body, and that kick containing a thousand catties of strength was definitely not something that this kind of talisman made by Lan Feng himself could resist.

    Lan Feng moved across tens of meters in a way that violated the law of universal gravitation, narrowly avoiding this fatal blow.  Liu Sheng stepped on the floor with such a powerful and heavy foot, breaking one floor into several pieces.

    so close!  Lan Feng wiped the cold sweat off his head.

    "Fuck! This kid is not dead?" Wang Yangliang said in surprise.

    Wang Qi and Liu Sheng were also taken aback for a moment, apparently they did not expect this supernatural being to be able to escape this blow.

    Lan Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, and said in a hateful voice: "If my gossip furnace is still there, how can you two bastards be allowed to act wild!"

    "Hohohohoho" Liu Sheng laughed wildly: "Don't you monks all say that supernatural powers are small ways? Today I will let you know the horror of supernatural powers!"

    After finishing speaking, Liu Sheng threw the air conditioner in his hand violently, and the air conditioner smashed towards Lanfeng with a violent sound of breaking the wind.

    Lan Feng's pupils constricted, and he dodged dangerously. The powerful air conditioner roared and hit the pillar behind him.

    "Boom!" "Crack!"

    The stone pillar broke at the sound.

    But the pillar that is so immortal is Haoyi's hiding place~

    So, our peek-a-boo Di Haoyi ran out from the smoke and dust in a disheveled state~

    "Huh? There's another one?" Wang Qi frowned, and waved a few ice picks at Haoyi.

    "Damn it!" Hao Yi cursed secretly, a donkey rolled to the side, the ice pick flew past his scalp, and embedded deeply into the wall behind him.

    "Yeah!" Wang Yangliang stared at his little mung bean eyes, pointed at Hao Yi and jumped up and shouted: "What are you still doing in a daze! Hurry up, hurry up, let this kid do it for you!"

    "Yes, young master!" The dozen or so black-clothed bodyguards behind him moved in response, rushing towards Haoyi with a murderous look.

    "Let me go, I don't want to play like this~" Haoyi saw that he was going to be bad, and hurried upstairs. Even though his physique was far stronger than ordinary people, he didn't dare to fight with this kind of battle-tested bodyguard.  If you imitate the erratic pig feet in some novels and shout: "Wow, I can't help my fate!" "Don't bully the young and poor!"  I understand why the flowers are so red

    "Boom!"

    A bullet with a huge sonic boom passed in front of Haoyi, and hit the railing of the stairs, sparking brilliantly~

    Haoyi looked back and almost peed in fright!

    More than a dozen bodyguards were holding the May-Four style, and they were aiming at themselves

    "I'll go! Isn't China very strict in banning guns?" Hao Yi muttered in his heart, not daring to stop at all, and continued to run upstairs, keeping his body as low as possible to avoid being beaten into a sieve.

    "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

    possibly??Hao Yi, the protagonist of this guy, finally showed his power. A series of bullets hit the stairs, causing a large explosion of sparks. Some bullets hit the wall, and the sky was full of stone chips.

    Hao Yi was suppressed lying on the stairs, holding his head, listening to the bullets whizzing past his head, like the grinning laughter of the god of death "Jie Jie~".

    "Little Green! Help me!" Hao Yi wailed.

    "You should leave this place and go upstairs, so that you can survive." Xiaolu said.

    This guy Xiaolu finally got back to his personnel affairs, and if he wanted to send another task like "grabbing the gun empty-handed", "hitting ten of them with one hand", "exploding young master Wang's chrysanthemum", Hao Yi simply bit his tongue and killed himself~

    "Are you sure I won't become a 20-meter floating target?" Hao Yi glanced at the bodyguard who was walking closer and closer with a May Fourth pistol in his hand, and swallowed hard.

    "Not sure." Xiaolu's lifeless voice made Haoyi almost vomit blood.

    "I'm not sure if you're such a f*cking jerk" Hao Yi cursed almost in tears.

    "According to Xiaolu's calculations, the hit rate of these people for a 20-meter floating target is about 21%. Every time the object's acceleration increases by 1 meter per square second, the hit rate will decrease by 5%," Xiaolu said, "If  If you're fast enough, you'll have a half chance of surviving."

    "That's only one-half?" Hao Yi stammered and asked, "Doesn't that mean that I'm going to die today"

    "No, one-half is considered very high." Xiaolu said: "Everything depends on God's will."

    "Stop struggling to the death, your friend can't hold on anymore, if you kneel in front of the young and old to admit your mistake now, maybe it will make your death look better." The head bodyguard said.

    "Kneel your grandma~" Hao Yi cursed, looked at the bodyguards in black who were approaching, and gritted his teeth: "Come on, go on, go on, fight~"

    "Wow, let the small universe explode!" Hao Yi closed his eyes, looking like a madman, and rushed to the second floor while shouting.

    "Fuck! Run away!" The black-clothed bodyguards were shocked, tongues of flame burst out from the May 4th style in their hands, but they just hit the wall in vain, leaving deep craters one after another.

    The bullet holes seem to form a smiling face, still silently saying: Come and bite me

    "Chasing!" The headed bodyguard in black made a move, and the rest of the dozen or so people followed him up to the second floor (Remember this website: www.hlnovel.com
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