The violent sword fairy pushing the world

Chapter 51
While the second brother on the other end of the phone was still thinking about the pros and cons, Wang Laoliu picked up the small card that was stuffed into the door.

Well, no surprises, just the kind of little card he imagined.

This should be a hint.

Or a code.

After all, the country is now cracking down on this kind of behavior, and Zhang Chao, as a local mafia boss, naturally can't go too far.

So Wang Laoliu opened the door of the hotel room.

The room he was in was just at the end of the corridor, with the exit just around the corner.

But the strange thing is that Wang Laoliu didn't see anyone else.

Suddenly, the air behind him moved slightly, and then a muzzle of a cold-touch gun pressed against his back.

And pushed his body into the room.

"gun?!"

Wang Laoliu was stunned. Is this feeling a gun?
wrong.

This was his first time in Yangcheng, and he had no contact with anyone other than Zhang Chao, so naturally it was impossible for him to have any grudges with anyone. The so-called someone wanted to kill him was pure nonsense.

Could this cold touch be some kind of auxiliary prop?

Having figured this out, Wang Laoliu breathed a sigh of relief, and cooperated with the beauty behind him.

It's... supposed to be a role play.

That's the kind those youngsters are playing.

But in the current scene, he should be playing the role of a gangster, and the beauty behind him is a beautiful policewoman.

Gangsters and beautiful police flowers.

Beasts and wild flowers.

The proud police flower succumbed online.

Not bad, Boss Zhang's people are really elegant.

boom!
The door slowly closed.

Wang Laoliu also gave a lewd smile, and stretched out his hand to grab the beauty behind him.

"You are very courageous, don't you know that there is no eye under the gun?"

However, just as Wang Laoliu turned his head to grab the cold touch, the touch on his back withdrew, and turned to touch his turned head, Shen Lang raised his eyebrows in surprise and said.

Gun, is it so hard to use?

Or is it that people in this world have trained some gun resistance, and one or two dare to resist.

If Zhang Mingyang is like this, the ordinary person in front of him, who is not even considered a warrior, dares to do the same.

You must know that he is holding a real gun now, Zhang Mingyang's silver pistol.

Sure enough, guns are useless.

"Shen...Shen Lang!?"

It wasn't until he saw Shen Lang's face clearly that Wang Lao Liu shivered tremblingly, his pupils widened, and there was unparalleled horror on his face.

Especially the muzzle of the gun that hit his head made him die even more, even the threat of Shen Lang himself was not as effective as this gun in his opinion.

Wang Laoliu looked at Shen Lang, with a flash of fear in his eyes, but he quickly adjusted his mentality, took off the mobile phone from his ear, and secretly pressed the hands-free button, growling:
"Shen Lang, what do you want to do? Seeking revenge in the middle of the night? Do you think you can cover the sky with one hand? Kill me, and you won't be able to escape the punishment of the law."

Shen Lang was silent for a while:
"On the way here, I killed Zhang Chao and sixteen of his subordinates, and also dealt with Zhang Chao's son."

As soon as this word comes out.

Wang Laoliu's heart sank immediately.

understood!
Shen Lang knew that they were harboring ill intentions towards him, and planned to obtain information about him.

And act first, behead Zhang Chao and the others! ?
How does this feel like listening to some ghost story.

He doesn't know how strong Shen Lang is, but Zhang Chao is a third-rank Martial Dao master recognized by Yangcheng, with a Tiger Fist that stretches all over the world. He can't say that he is the strongest in Yangcheng, but there are fewer than two hands that can match him. .

Such a powerful martial arts master died at the hands of a young student like Shen Lang?
how is this possible! ?
Ignoring Wang Laoliu's inner battle between heaven and man, Shen Lang looked determined: "Now, you are the only culprit left. All the culprits are caused by you."

"You... are the devil of the cholera world!"

As he said that, Shen Lang raised his gun and aimed at Wang Laoliu's head, but thinking about it carefully, it seemed too bloody.

So the big palm-like hand covered Wang Laoliu's head, and lifted up his fat body.

"Give... me a chance... I... want to be... a good person..."

Wang Laoliu was still struggling, but Shen Lang had already understood the nature of these villains, so he chose to remain indifferent.

He shook his head:
"You group of people is a social cancer and the culprit that endangers social peace. I have an extraordinary difference in values, outlook on life, and world outlook from the values, outlook on life, and world outlook of millions of people in this world, which has lowered the moral standards of all human beings. ...For the prosperity of martial arts and the peaceful world in my mind, please die."

moment.

Wang Laoliu let out a mournful, muffled moan, and his head fell to the side.

Before dying, for the first time, he felt a feeling of regret from the bottom of his heart.

This is a lunatic!
If he had known that Shen Lang was such a terrifying lunatic, he would not have chosen to start with the medicinal material industry, let alone the company of Shen Lang's parents.

pity……

It's too late.

He can only expect that his elder brothers, especially the eldest brother who is the elder of the Vajra Sect, will avenge him.

bang.

Wang Laoliu is dead.

The mobile phone that he held tightly in his hand also fell.

However, when Shen Lang picked it up, what was displayed was no longer the call interface.

"it is finally over."

Carefully placed Wang Laoliu's body on the bed, and covered himself with a pure white quilt.

It can be regarded as letting him die in peace.

Shen Lang sat on the sofa beside him, silently watching the outside.

At this time, it was already five o'clock in the morning.

God, it's bright.

A faint light shone into the room through the white curtains.

It seems to be telling Shen Lang: The filth in the world has been washed away by him.

But just when Shen Lang was about to leave, he suddenly found a bulging briefcase on the bedside table beside him.

When I opened it, it was bright red.

it's money...

There are about three hundred thousand.

It seems that it should be a meeting gift that Wang Laoliu wants to give to someone or a sinful dividend.

Otherwise no one would be running around with so much cash in their hands.

"A gentleman loves money and gets it in a proper way. I like money, because I need money to arm myself and make myself stronger, so it is reasonable to take your money directly."

After thinking about it, Shen Lang picked up the briefcase and left.

Before leaving, in order to prevent anyone from disturbing Wang Laoliu's rest, he kindly pressed the do not disturb button.

Not taking away a stitch.

……

After running around all night.

It was already six o'clock in the morning when we returned to Yunwu Mountain.

Originally, I wanted to buy some supplements for nourishing the blood, but after thinking about it carefully, the medicine shop has not opened yet.

So he hurried back to the villa.

Fall back to sleep.

When Shen Lang woke up again, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

After a solid sleep, Shen Lang woke up feeling refreshed.

The threats from Zhang Chao, Zhang Mingyang, and Wang Laoliu were removed, and he no longer had to worry about someone hiding in the dark suddenly rushing out to shoot him, or even threaten his family. With this psychological burden removed, he felt at ease Not a lot.

I also lived the peaceful college life I wanted.

In the afternoon, he attended another class taught by Kong Wudi's tutor. Shen Lang benefited a lot. He only felt that his understanding of Confucianism and Lunyu was gradually deepening.

He believed that he would soon become a real Confucian and Taoist master.

For the rest of the time, Shen Lang stepped up his practice.

Soon, when only seven of the [-] medicines brought over were left, the operation of the Da Ri Jin Wu Jue seemed to be freed from any constraints and restraints, and the circulation of Qi and blood became faster and faster.

Zizi...Zizi...

While Fa Jue was running crazily, the qi and blood in Shen Lang's body suddenly burst out with a large amount of blazing fire, as if his body had become a container to bear the fire of the sun. Every burst of qi and blood carried a very hot air machine.

In the dark, he even felt a wonderful charm of being touched.

"That's it, the third grade..."

Shen Lang stopped his cultivation and tightened his fists.

With a punch, the air that the fist was facing seemed to be squeezed, and a muffled thunder-like sound suddenly appeared in the courtyard.

Strength, barely strong.

It's not as good as the boost effect when he trained the crazy golden body.

Fascinating...it feels very slight.

It is estimated that it is the same as his feeling when he broke through the fourth level of Chiyao Nine Heavens Map Conception, and it may be a little bit worse.

"Didn't grandpa say that the moment of nourishing the soul is the most wonderful moment? Why didn't I feel it? Could it be that I am not a third-rank warrior?"

Shen Lang frowned.

He felt that there might be something wrong with his cultivation.

The feeling of nourishing the soul of the third stage is not as good as when he broke through the fourth level of the method of refining gods, let alone he is now at the fifth level of refining gods.

"No, I have to ask Grandpa what is the criteria for judging a breakthrough to the third-rank realm."

The more he thought about it, the more dignified Shen Lang's expression became.

Immediately found the WeChat ID that my aunt had applied for for my grandfather, and made a video call.

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Dear, after seeing this, give me a recommendation ticket, a monthly ticket.

(End of this chapter)