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011 Acting and counter-acting (3)

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    If you want to ask Fang Lang who is the most impressive character, there is no doubt that it is the pervert standing not far away at this time.

    The number 44 sign is hung on the chest, the face is painted with teardrop-shaped and star-shaped makeup, the red hair is erected wantonly, the appearance is coquettish and sexy, the figure is tall, the waist is thin and the legs are long.

    The image is like a circus clown, with a moody and twisted personality.

    Despite this, he still exudes a powerful aura. I am afraid that the vast majority of the more than 300 candidates present are not as strong as the aura exuded by him alone.

    "Tsk, tsk, this pervert might be a crook, it's better not to be noticed by him." Fang Lang withdrew his senses and hid his aura at the same time.

    But as soon as he regained his senses, Hisoka, who was standing in the crowd, glanced at him and moved away after a moment.

    "Discovered? Such a strong sense, it can actually detect my existence. No, maybe, it's instinct." Fang Lang shook his head and turned to observe other people.

    As soon as I turned around, I saw someone appearing behind me.

    A short, obese, obscene uncle with a square nose.

    Fang Lang looked down and saw the sign on the other person's chest, No. 16, which meant that this person was the 16th person to arrive at the examination room.

    "Hello, I've never seen this face before, are you new?" The fat uncle greeted with a smile, paused, and then said: "My name is Dongba."

    "You are already an uncle, and you are still taking the exam" Fang Lang looked at the other party with pity, "You have no hope of passing, give up. As a warrior at your peak, you have not tempered your mind, and now it is too late."

    After hearing these words, Dongba's face couldn't help but froze, and after a moment he said: "You have seen it. In fact, this is the thirty-fifth time I have taken the exam this year, but I will not give up. If a person's dream is taken lightly,  If you give up, what's the difference between that and the walking dead?"

    "Oh, you're right. People's dreams will never end. A great pirate named Blackbeard once said this. I think he said it very well, but it's a pity that he died in my hands." Fang  Lang said with a sigh.

    "Yes, really" Cold sweat dripped from Dongba's forehead. He suddenly felt that Fang Lang was not only arrogant, but also bragging. He pondered for a while and then asked: "What's your name?"

    "Fang Lang."

    "Fang Lang, I am a veteran examinee. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me directly." Dongba said very kindly.

    Fang Lang couldn't help but narrowed his eyes and glanced at him with a half-smile.

    You can vaguely hear the people around you talking in low voices.

    "It's starting again. That guy from Dongba loves to do this kind of thing."

    "That new talent is going to be unlucky. He doesn't even know how he died."

    "Who cares about him? It would be better if he died, as there would be one less competitor."

    The sounds of these conversations are very subtle, and it is difficult to hear them unless your perception is raised to the limit.

    Meeting Fang Lang¡¯s eyes that were half-smiling but not smiling, Dongba¡¯s heart skipped a beat, and he had the illusion that he was being seen through.

    "That's great." At this moment, Fang Lang breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Mr. Dongba, it actually took me two hours to rush here from Dole Port. I consumed a lot of energy, and I was thirsty and had a stomachache.  I¡¯m hungry, do you have anything to eat?¡±

    "It takes three hours to drive from Port Dore to Sabang City, even by bus. This person is bragging again.

    Dongba was thinking this, but said on his face: "I don't have anything to eat, but I want to drink something to replenish my strength." As he said that, he took out a bottle of juice from his bag.

    Fang Lang took it smoothly, and his perception instantly enveloped the bottle of juice. There was no trace of any opening, but it was also possible that it had been drugged before sealing, so it still cannot be ruled out.

    "What's wrong?" Dongba couldn't help but ask, feeling a little nervous when he saw Fang Lang holding the juice but not taking action.

    "No, it's nothing. I'm just so touched. Mr. Dongba is such a good man." Fang Lang smiled, opened the juice and drank it in one gulp.

    Dongba kept watching Fang Lang drink it, and couldn't help but reveal a mocking smile.

    "I said, Mr. Dongba." Suddenly, Fang Lang asked.

    "What, what happened?"

    "Ask a question." Fang Lang lowered his voice and whispered: "Do you have the ability to read?"

    Hearing this, Dongba¡¯s heart skipped a beat, ¡°What, what are you talking about?¡±

    "Forget it, it's just nonsense." Fang Lang smiled and said: "But let me tell you one more thing, ordinary poison cannot kill me. You know the unity of spirit and body, soFor example, it would take at least hundreds of times the amount of poison that would kill an elephant to have even a small impact on me.  "

    After saying that, Fang Lang patted Dongba on the shoulder and took out a can of juice from his bag, "You still have to work harder, Rookie Killer. Anyway, thank you for the juice."

    Dongba stared blankly at Fang Lang walking away, his face turned purple, and he felt humiliated in his heart.

    "Poison? This guy knew who I was from the beginning. He also knew that the juice contained laxatives that could paralyze an elephant, but he didn't care. He even acted with me What on earth are you doing, this year's newcomer!"

    Dongba gritted his teeth, as if he was about to break his own teeth, bursting out with strong resentment.

    Fang Lang took the juice and prepared to find a seat to sit.

    This is one hundred floors underground. Calculated at three and a half meters per floor, it is 350 meters underground. But the strange thing is that the ventilation is very smooth and the air quality is not bad.

    This is a tunnel, an arched tunnel. Thick/strong pipes can be seen on one side of the tunnel, extending outward. However, the front and rear sides are blocked by stone walls, so the scope of activities provided for candidates is only three or four basketball courts.  So big.

    Just as he was thinking about it, Fang Lang was about to open the juice to quench his thirst.

    A shadow appeared in his eyes. Fang Lang looked up and saw a little boy with white hair.

    "Is something wrong?" Fang Lang asked.

    "My name is Killua. I saw everything just now," he said a little surprised: "You are so powerful. There was a huge amount of drugs in this juice, but you didn't do anything at all."

    "Well, as long as it doesn't affect the taste." Fang Lang chuckled, took a sip, stared at Killua, and said: "Kid Killua, your strength is not bad, do you want to hang out with me?"  Please visit our website: www.hlnovel.com
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