mad dragon son-in-law

Chapter 1031 Call the Patriarch

At this moment, Cush had no good place on his upper body. It was pitch-black, as if he had been severely burned, and exuded a smell of barbecue.

"This smell... tsk tsk!" Gong Kaishan couldn't help smacking his mouth.

As soon as he finished speaking, he received a slap on the back of the head.

Li Ying said with disgust on her face, "I know how to eat it, but you still want to go and take a bite of it, to taste how it tastes?"

At this moment, Pang Tong's voice came from above: "Help some people and stabilize the box."

Although the strong wind blowing in from the gate made the people below feel uncomfortable, Pang Tong and the others at the height were even more frightened, and even the boxes tended to fall down several times.

And asking Xiao Feng for help, he was absolutely unwilling.

It's not for the sake of face, but once more people come, his plan can't be executed perfectly...

In fact, Xiao Feng's previous guess was correct.

As the leader of the formation, Pang Tong can control whom to target.

According to his previous plan, he would wipe out Xiao Feng and others, get the bounty first, and then fly away.

As for Cush's pursuit, the world is getting bigger, as long as you have money, you can enjoy it wherever you go.

The big deal is to find a small island for the rest of my life, live in seclusion and enjoy it, and stop showing my face.

Logically speaking, as the arranger of the formation, Pang Tong should have thought of this situation.

But in fact, Pang Tong has never set up such a large formation a few times. When he first learned how to set up the formation, he also learned it on the ground.

The so-called one hundred secrets one sparse, that's it.

In other words, if you call for help now, those people who come to help will surely slip through the net, and if you clean it up, it will be...

Just as he was thinking, a scene that surprised Pang Tong happened.

I saw that the people surrounding the pit below ran to get bamboo poles and other things in a swarm to support themselves and the boxes that the other eight people of the same way stepped on.

"Don't all come over to help, save some people to deal with Cush!" Pang Tong roared and reminded.

However, the people below acted as if they hadn't heard, and ignored Cush who was about to climb out of the glutinous rice pile.

Pang Tongqi's eyes turned black for a while, but he didn't dare to waste time, bit his middle finger, wiped it on the center of his eyebrows, then pointed his sword finger at Gu Shi, and shouted: "Cut!"

"Crack!"

A thunderbolt sounded in the air.

Lightning dispelled the darkness outside the gate, turning the night into day at this instant.

The gust of wind was three points more fierce, and it already made people feel like they would be blown away by the wind if they relaxed a little bit.

Tan Qizhi and the other eight people standing on the high place were all looking at Cush at the moment, with panicked expressions on their expressions.

"what happened?"

"The big formation failed?"

"Who the hell is wrong!"

The shouts were disturbed by the wind, but Xiao Feng still accurately captured these voices.

And from the content of the words, it is not difficult to hear that there should be some kind of problem in the big formation.

At this time, Pang Tong was also a little flustered. He calculated for a while, thinking about where the problem was.

"Is it standing too high?"

But if you jump down now, it's obviously too late.

In desperation, Pang Tong bit the tip of his tongue, stomped his feet and said, "Master Patriarch, help me!"

According to what he learned, the effect of biting the tip of the tongue is equivalent to "calling" the patriarch.

Of course, the phone call here is different from the usual phone call.

It's true that the phone call has been made here, but I can't guarantee whether there is a signal on the Patriarch's side, whether the line is busy, or whether he has heard it.

In short, a dead horse is a living horse doctor!

Pang Tong smeared the blood between the fingers of his middle finger to the center of his eyebrows again, and pointed his sword finger at Gu Shi.

"Wait!" Xiao Feng asked as if suddenly thinking of something, "Is the function of this formation to lead lightning to strike Gushi?"

However, after he finished asking, Pang Tong also called out the word "cut".

"Boom!"

The dull thunder shook people's eardrums with a dull pain, as if "God's punishment" might come to the world at any time.

Pang Tong and the others all breathed a sigh of relief, it can be regarded as a success!
After a while, Pang Tong looked down at Xiao Feng, frowned and asked, "What did you just say?"

"I'm asking if you want to strike Cush with lightning?" Xiao Feng asked with a dark face.

"That's right!" Pang Tong nodded and replied: "Since ancient times, sky thunder has been the nemesis of all evil spirits. When a thunder strikes, even if it cannot be struck to death, it can still cripple Gu Shi."

"Fuck!" Xiao Feng said angrily, "Gu Shi is not afraid of lightning at all!"

Pang Tong was startled, and immediately asked: "How do you know?"

Xiao Feng took a deep breath, thinking that when he met Pang Tong for the first time, when the other party saw Lei Wengang, he just said that there was lightning in it, but he didn't really recognize it.

Judging from this point, the other party should also not know that Leiwen Steel was born along with Cush.

Xiao Feng remembered very clearly that some time ago in his small courtyard, Gu Shi was hit by Lei Wengang, and he had a look of enjoyment on his face.

Although I don't know which one is more powerful, Leiwengang or the real thunder, but considering that Leiwengang was born because Cush was constantly struck by lightning, it's hard for people not to plan for the worst.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and a big hole appeared directly on the roof of the maintenance workshop, and a thunderbolt like a rope fell precisely on the top of Cush's head, causing him to fall into the glutinous rice pool again.

The gust of wind gradually stopped, and Cush's figure disappeared into the glutinous rice pool. It seemed that the matter had come to an end and could draw a full stop.

"Success!" Someone shouted excitedly: "We succeeded!"

Xiao Feng sighed: "After decades of hard work, once we return to the pre-liberation period, when this thunder strikes, all the busy work ahead will be for nothing."

"What do you mean by that?" Cao Siyuan asked puzzled.

Xiao Feng was too lazy to look up at him, and said angrily: "You will know later."

This reply was similar to the answer Pang Tong gave when he asked Pang Tong about the specific function of the formation.

After a while, Pang Tong said nervously: "It's time like this, I hope we can be more honest with each other, please explain, what do you mean when you say that Cush is not afraid of lightning?"

"It literally means, and to put it in a deeper way, Cush is not only not afraid of lightning strikes, but even looks forward to being struck by lightning.

Because, this is equivalent to charging him. "

Before Pang Tong could continue to question, he heard a cracking sound, and the glutinous rice in the pool scattered and flew in all directions.

"Lie down!" Xiao Feng ordered immediately.

Lao Ha and the others, as well as the members of the Fumo Action Team, all fell to the ground in unison, with their backs facing the direction where the glutinous rice was flying.

The men present covered their heads with one hand and the lower part of the body with the other hand, so as not to be caught off guard for a while and cause lifelong regrets.

"what!"

"Hey!"

"hiss……"

This is the voice of Pang Tong and others.

Xiao Feng and the others can lie down to hide, but standing on a high place, they are like living targets, and they have no place to hide.

Soon, three people panicked and fell from the box.

The so-called big formation ceased to exist in an instant.

(End of this chapter)