Taoyuan Village Little Magician

Chapter 1114 How many days have you been hungry?

And the other nineteen Martial Dao Venerables, without exception, were all dead.

Now, it was Zhang Fan's turn to be dumbfounded.

"In 35 seconds, Meimei monopolizes ten people, keeps one alive, the blind monk monopolizes ten people, kills eight people, and two lazy ghosts. Is this... really something that humans can do?"

Zhang Fan said to himself in disbelief.

This record, he thought he couldn't do it.

Moreover, Zhang Fan knew very well that among the twenty warriors, only one survived in just 35 seconds, and it wasn't the reason for their lack of strength at all.

At least.

If the three of them were not here and Zhang Fan monopolized the 20 people, it would be a miserable victory if he wanted to win.

Even, if you are a little careless, who will win the game may really become an unknown.

But whether it's Meimei, Blind Monk, or a slacker, as long as they are willing, within half a minute, they can guarantee that they will resolve the battle unscathed.

This gap is too big.

"Boss, what are you thinking? Should this person be killed directly, or should he be left alive?"

Meimei looked at Zhang Fan who was still in a daze, and reminded him aloud.

"Kill it."

Zhang Fan glanced at the middle-aged man in front of him lightly, he had no intention of interrogating.

Since it is not a martial arts venerable in the small world, it can only be a member of the hermit family.

Besides the Guan family, Zhang Fan couldn't think of anyone else who could find someone from the hermit family to deal with him.

natural.

There is no need for interrogation.

"Okay, boss!"

Meimei responded, and before the middle-aged man could make a sound of begging for mercy, there was a crisp 'crack' sound from his neck.

A quick one-hit kill!
After taking care of the opponent casually, the sweet smile returned to Meimei's face, and she didn't have the ruthless aura of killing just now.

Things are over.

Zhang Fan walked slowly past the corpses by himself, and his heart was already filled with turbulent waves.

"Without exception, all of them were killed with one blow."

"What is the origin of these three people? Such a terrifying strength, even I can't compare with them, such a person will be reduced to the underground market for warriors, as a magic stick, as a thug, as a liar..."

Zhang Fan didn't dare to think about it, he could only say that he was lucky to meet the three of them at this juncture.

of course.

Zhang Fan was still curious as to who the young master among the three people was.

What kind of strength and state do you have to be able to suppress these three people?And let it be so desperate.

It's a pity that this problem will definitely not be resolved in a short time.

Who made Meimei and the others still looking for their young master? It's still unknown when they will find it.

After thinking about it to no avail, Zhang Fan didn't bother to think about it.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed Long Yinjiao.

"Jiaojiao, now come to the viaduct outside West Third Street. I met twenty martial arts venerables assassinated here. They are already dead. You come to clear the scene. I have other things to do and I need to leave immediately."

The matter was resolved, but Long Yinjiao had to rely on Long Yinjiao to deal with the aftermath.

They can't leave in a big way, and let the news of 20 people die here be fermented on the Internet.

Then the trouble will be big.

"what?"

The first time Long Yinjiao heard the news, she was shocked, and then her heart raised her throat, and she worried: "Are you okay?"

"Don't worry, it's unscathed."

Zhang Fan replied with a smile.

"That's good! I'll immediately notify the Imperial Guard closest to you to block the scene."

Long Yinjiao was also unambiguous, aware of the seriousness of the matter, and after an explanation, she simply hung up the phone and made arrangements immediately.

Back beside the Maybach, Zhang Fan glanced at the sunken front of the car, feeling a little speechless.

Is this blind monk an iron man?

Last time, the headlight was smashed into pieces.

It was good this time, and the front of the car was sunken directly.

What are the things.

Zhang Fan didn't bother to pay attention to these matters, he walked straight to the driver's seat, opened the car door, and looked at the unconscious driver still lying on the airbag, feeling even more speechless.

There was nothing wrong with being hit, but the driver who hit the person knocked himself out.

It was really the first time for a big girl to get on a bridal sedan chair.

Nothing.

Zhang Fan casually pulled out a silver needle and dropped it on the driver's neck.

Then he twitched his fingers lightly for a few minutes, and a few seconds later, the driver sat up straight and woke up with a start.

Zhang Fan immediately took out the silver needle and said calmly, "Are you all right?"

"Doctor Zhang, I...I'm fine, just, just now... vomit, vomit..."

Before the driver finished his intermittent words, the strong bloody smell wafting in the air reached his mouth and nose, and he looked at the corpses in front and beside him.

No accident, just vomited.

"Master Zhang, what's going on?"

It took a full 2 ​​minutes for the driver to slowly recover.

"Someone tried to kill me, and now they're all dead."

Zhang Fan said lightly, there is no need to elaborate on this kind of thing.

He helped the driver aside, patted him on the shoulder, and sent a ray of true energy into the driver's body, making him clearer, and then said: "Mr. Han is still waiting for me to save people, you just stay Here, waiting for the arrival of the Guards, I will drive the Maybach first."

After finishing speaking, he didn't care whether the driver reacted or not, and walked straight to the driving seat of the Maybach.

When he was standing in front of the car door, he glanced at Meimei, the blind monk and the slacker, and said, "Will you leave with me now, or come back and find me?"

"Yes, is there anything to eat?"

The blind monk didn't answer the question.

"food?"

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, then took out his phone to check.

There was indeed a hotel near the place where he treated patients, and Zhang Fan nodded immediately.

Before Zhang Fan could say anything more, the three of Meimei rushed into the car like wild horses that had run loose.

"Boss, what are you doing in a daze, get in the car and go."

On the contrary, the blind monk urged Zhang Fan excitedly.

Zhang Fan: "..."

How many days has this **** been hungry?
Zhang Fan was speechless, got into the car, and quickly left the viaduct with the three of them.

Sitting in the car, the blind monk fumbled excitedly here and there.

"Boss, you are such a good person. You not only give us wages, but also buy us wigs and computers. Next time someone wants to kill you, just open your mouth. I guarantee that they will never come back."

Now the blind monk doesn't give a single benefactor, instead he calls his boss very fluently.

Not only that.

When he said these words, he was even more vocal and expressive, as if he was expressing his attitude from the heart.

"The blind monk is right, Boss, in the future, if there is such a job with more money and less work, just arrange it."

The slacker chimed in.

"Did we...have we forgotten something?"

Meimei, on the other hand, felt that they had overlooked something since she sat in the car.

(End of this chapter)