Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 1002 Gospel ([-])
I’m really too lazy to pretend to be more!

Ji Liushuang could see it, and Fu Qian had naturally discovered it long ago.

Seeing that the figure was slightly recognized, he walked towards the direction of the two people without hesitation. Fu Qian expressed his strong contempt for the perfunctory treatment of Ji's group.

Normally, Ji's Rangers should have swarmed up, but the opponent took advantage of the loopholes in the encirclement after being alert, rushed here in a panic, and happened to run into the two of them.

But it was obvious that Ji Xun did not do this, but was too cunning in choosing the opponent. Before the raiders could rush in, he had already disguised himself and escaped, and then happened to choose this direction.

Although I can barely make sense of it, I can't pretend to be arrogant inside and out.

First you conceal your identity, and then you show off your dominance, right? I, Ji, also have a temper!
Fu Qian entered Mr. Ji Xun's thoughts.

Of course, this is based on the worst possible intentions.

Another possible possibility is that Ji really doesn't want to make a big fuss and attract the night watcher, so a third-rate script is just a third-rate script.

This is the disadvantage of a big family and a big business!
With emotion, Fu Qian stepped forward without hesitation.

For a moment, both Ji Liushuang next to him and the one walking towards him were all affected.

The next moment, he saw Fu Qian crush the paper cup containing soy milk and throw it into the trash can nearby.

……

Faced with these changes, it was obvious that the person who was going in both directions was emotionally incoherent for a moment, and he didn't even know whether he should look away.

Fortunately, I quickly helped him make a choice before paying.

After maintaining the environment, he didn't pause at all. While sizing up the opponent, he went straight towards him, as if he was going to deal with the next piece of garbage.

The target was wearing an ordinary pair of gray clothes, and his figure was not burly. The strange thing was that with his current eyesight, he could not clearly see his appearance from this distance.

It's obviously some kind of supernatural effect.

But this didn't have much impact, because under Fu Qian's display of murderous intent, the brother had already stepped forward unwilling to be outdone.

The same goes for the elites of the Ji family who failed to complete their mission.

"Professor Andile, hello."

Soon the distance between the two was no more than a few dozen meters, and the next moment the other party suddenly stood still and said hello with a smile.

"Hello, what's your name?"

Fu Qian showed no signs of stopping and responded as he walked.

"That's a good question."

The other party laughed and touched his face with his hand, and the vague feeling disappeared.

At that moment, Fu Qian seemed to hear a scream from Liu Shuang.

The reason is very simple. He looks haggard, covered with wrinkles, and has no hair, eyebrows or beard. What appears in front of him is the face of old Mr. Lu Ming.

A bit arrogant.

The opponent's move was obviously not to prove that he was Lu Ming, but to emphasize that a face has no meaning.

"It seems a bit coincidental, my surname is also Lu."

In a true face-to-face mockery, this person's arrogance index seems to have reached the extreme at this time.

"Your name is Lu?"

The distance between the two was less than ten meters, and there was no emotion in Fu Qian's voice.

"Yeah, can't it?"

Brother Arrogant's words came to an abrupt end, because the next moment, the other person's figure and any breath were lost in front of his eyes.

A strong sense of crisis arose in his heart. This man no longer cared about maintaining his appearance, and his body expanded rapidly, becoming bloated and slippery.

Snapped!
Unfortunately, before he could make any more moves, a clear voice sounded.

The opponent who disappeared without warning was now standing in front of him, and his face was crooked with an extremely natural slap.

"Asshole, your surname is Lu?"

I don't know when the mask has been taken off. Mr. Lu's face is covered with frost, and his voice is stern, as if he has done something treacherous.

"Are you worthy of the surname Lu?"...

Brother Arrogant's sanity is obviously being tested.

The strangely close opponent did not take the opportunity to attack his vital points, but instead slapped him and scolded him. This style of painting was really a bit wrong.

He also couldn't understand why the other party was so concerned about the surname issue.

However, the loser does not lose the formation. The next moment, he locked onto his opponent and sneered.

"Sorry, but my last name is—"

Snapped!
There was another crisp sound, and the second half of the words was shouted back.

In fact, Brother Arrogant was extremely vigilant this time and started to dodge immediately.

However, the opponent was extremely cunning. Compared with the first slap, he actually extended his hand a little longer.

This time the force was a bit too strong, and half of the bones in the face were deformed.

"You dare to be named Lu?"

At the same time, the scolding came again.

Bastards!

He had never been insulted like this before. Brother Arrogant finally felt angry and murderous.

However, the next moment, the other party's figure actually disappeared again.

not good--

Knowing the power of this move, how could he allow himself to be carried away by anger? He stopped his attack almost instantly and stepped back.

This reaction was not untimely, but as soon as they pulled away, the disappearing figure actually reappeared in the same place.

This guy didn't move at all, he was kidding himself!
When he realized this, his opponent already stood with his hands behind his back and snorted coldly.

"If I hear you say your surname is Lu again, it won't be as simple as a slap in the face!"

……

The streets that were bustling just a moment ago are now dead silent.

Just when Mr. Lu was showing off his elegant demeanor, Ji Xun and his party, who had missed the suspect, finally surrounded him and successfully joined Brother Arrogant, receiving a small shock to the Lu family.

"Who are you? Why do you want to kill my Ji clan members?"

However, Mr. Ji Xun was mature and prudent after all. He quickly got into the role, first scolded him harshly, and then expressed his shock at the two of them having the same appearance.

"Wait a minute, you two..."

"It's just a clown. Killing him will make my hands dirty. Get out!"

Fu Qian, who was full of momentum, immediately said with disdain.

what are you...

Brother Arrogant's eyes turned red for a moment.

The original plan was indeed for Xiao Shi to use mockery to make the other party's identity questionable and then leave, luring the other party to chase him.

But how to go now?
He was slapped twice without saying a word, and then he was chased like a dog, and his momentum was even weakened?
Being stabbed twice is not as disgusting as this bastard!
"The counterfeiters are still arrogant here...die!"

Brother Arrogant's mind is still flexible. The experience just now made him deeply realize that he is definitely no match for playing tricks, so he directly chooses to crack through violently.

Anyway, I have the advantage in numbers.

During the announcement of death, the man's two arms were strangely elongated, piercing the sky like whips.

Even at the same time, several rays of blood arrived first, directly tearing apart the afterimage of Fu Qian.

Deja vu!
Fu Qian, who easily evaded the attack with blood conquest, was thoughtful for a moment when he saw this.

He could see clearly just now that they were bloody nails.

When he was in Tunis, a certain member of the native parliament whom he took care of seemed to have used such a trick. If I remember correctly, his name was Marco?
(End of this chapter)