Making Great Fortune Overnight

The world is dangerous. The most dangerous thing is the people's heart. Chen Menglu knows that the opponent she is facing is the most powerful person. Therefore, she is very involved in the play. It can be said that she is a shrew in both expression and psychological activities.

As a matter of fact, she is a warrior with a deep mind.

She put on the posture of watching Qin Lang make a fool of himself and wait for the car, just waiting for an opportunity that makes Qin Lang most unprepared.

After that, she followed Qin Lang into Huajie, thinking that everything was unknown.

Overpowering drug, long knife, thunderbolt.

She thought it was safe and sound, but it was a pity that Qin Lang relieved the poison of the overpowering drug in an instant, which made her fail.

It's not that Chen Menglu is not powerful, but Qin Lang is too powerful.

Chen Menglu showed his true form, holding a sword in his hand and staring at Qin Lang: "no matter how powerful you are, I will let you die tonight."

"Oh?" Qin Lang laughed, and his blood began to condense: "you broke your own bed. You really can."

"Well, you won't be reconciled if you don't show your real body."

"What's real? What are you talking about? " Chen Menglu was a little surprised.

Qin Lang looked at Chen Menglu: "you are a unique woman, you have a foreign woman's breath, I do not know if I guess right?"

Chen Menglu's body shook suddenly.

The next second, her body suddenly shot, it is a knife!

"Die!"

Chen Menglu drinks softly. She has been wandering in the world for so long, and no one has ever been able to point out her identity.

Qin Lang has seen something unusual from that samurai sword.

Maybe this woman is from Japan. As for how she dressed up as Zhou Xin's aunt, there is no proof.

Insidious. This Japanese woman is quite insidious. She conceals her identity and appearance, but Qin Lang tells her the truth.

Now Chen Menglu naturally wants to kill Qin Lang who knows her identity at all costs.

The light of the sword flashed, and the blade of the samurai sword stabbed Qin Lang's neck. The blade was sharp and swift as the wind.

But Qin Lang flies upside down, his body is like a leaf in the wind, fluttering and dancing.

This knife, of course, will pierce empty.

Chen Menglu didn't stop at all. Instead, he quickly made another stab, turning the straight stab into a horizontal chop, and aimed at Qin Lang with a violent wave.

But Qin Lang just flashed, and in an instant he hid himself.

"Ah..." Chen Menglu snapped and wielded twenty-one knives in a row between the flashes of lightning. It can be said that even those with higher martial arts skills will be surprised by Chen Menglu's skill. Most people are afraid that in the face of such a storm like attack, they would have splashed blood on the spot and would not die and be disabled.

The light and shadow formed by the sword light envelops Qin Lang, and Qin Lang may be stabbed to death at any time.

It's a pity that she met Qin Lang, who looked down on the world.

Each time the blade is only a few centimeters away from Qin Lang, but it just happened to give Qin Lang a light hide.

even though Chen Menglu showed his talent, he showed the most incisive essence of the samurai sword, but there was no breakthrough.

The more she tried her best to fight, the more frightened she was. Slowly, she finally knew that Qin Lang's martial arts had reached the level of unimaginable, which was much higher than she expected.

In an apartment, the samurai sword can't beat an unarmed and lax young man. Chen Menglu feels that she has met the most difficult opponent in her life.

"Not bad." At the end of the day, Qin Lang casually dodged to the left and flashed to the right. His posture was graceful and graceful like lifting weights.

"If I have not guessed wrong, you should be an expert at spying on secrets. You are looking for opportunities to assassinate me all the time within 24 hours. You think it is the best time to attack me when I am sleeping. You are careful and calculating step by step. But in the end, I find that my strength is far above your imagination, and you have failed to calculate."

Qin Lang is just like chatting freely.

Before the tsunami, he felt the pressure of Chen Shan Shan and Wu Yan.

Her face is as heavy as water. Qin Lang said it well, as if she had a pair of piercing dark eyes.

"Well, what good is a woman who is willing to become someone else's pawn, licking blood on the blade all day long, even if she earns more money?" Qin Lang's feet gently move, suddenly stretched out his finger on the surface of the samurai's sword. Chen Menglu suddenly felt numb on the back of his hand, and almost shook the sword out.

Only then did she know that her opponent was just teasing herself, just as she was trying to laugh at Qin Lang in Zijun villa. For a warrior, this is the most cruel contempt. People are playing with their prey, just like a cat catching a mouse has to play with its prey.

Yi

Chen Menglu felt a gust of wind blowing, and her clothes on her arm suddenly broke like leaves dancing in the wind, and revealed a lotus like arm.

"You..." Chen Menglu is shocked and angry. If the opponent can shatter his clothes into pieces in his own crazy attack, what else can't be done? If what he shakes is not a piece of clothes on his arm, but his organs, then will he not be killed in an instant?A Cherry Blossom Tattoo suddenly appeared on his lotus like arm, and Qin Lang laughed:

"Japanese killing weapon? Yes, it's really a killing weapon. I underestimated you. You are an excellent swordsman. "

"You are wrong. I am from Tianying chamber of Commerce. You will bring permanent disaster to your greed." Chen Menglu said with hatred.

"Well, the Japanese swordsman hired by Tianying chamber of Commerce. Well, you'd better surrender. No one in this world can kill me."

Qin Lang is not forgetting to chat while hiding symbolically.

With a swish, Chen Menglu bit her silver teeth and shook her right hand. Suddenly, the sword changed its technique. The sword was no longer shining cold and sharp, but its body became as soft as willow branches.

Chen Menglu's knife wielding posture is no longer fierce and domineering, but her whole body is like an ancient singing girl, with willows gently brushing and waist dancing, as if she was dancing in a certain music.

However, the samurai's sword becomes softer and softer, but the speed is faster, and there is almost no pause. The sabre is deadly, and the sabre is like the silent air. There was a slight change in

's face. Then he sighed: "the Japanese people really absorbed many of the essence of China. Are these the goddess of flying in Dunhuang? Good, good, good. "

Now Qin Lang is no longer the original so casual Dodge, but more careful to avoid each other's three moves, posture is also a master demeanor, very natural and unrestrained.

"Well, take me, then." Qin Lang seems to be reluctant to have a trace of interest, left hand a shake, slowly push out.

Chen Menglu said ha Yi and slashed Qin Lang's left arm with a knife. He only heard a hissing sound. The samurai's sword was on Qin Lang's arm.

Chen Menglu was overjoyed and pulled along with the trend, then flew back to one side, thinking that Qin Lang, you finally paid the price for your arrogance!