Metropolitan System

The first thousand four hundred and forty-one chapters were killed.

Rubbing his eyes, Jiang Bai did not speak.

He didn't understand very much. Now, at this time, there is still something like this to say to himself.

How is his brain growing? Or where did his message come from?

The indigo of a Western religion is at most the level of the early days of the kingdom. Such a level is certainly a master.

In fact, the world is now at the top of the world.

There are only a total of more than twenty.

Of course, this is already known on the bright side, and there must be secretly, not everyone is so high-profile.

This is also one of them.

The problem is that I have killed four kings in the West before. This news, now everyone who knows a little way, knows that things have been going on for more than half a month, but this is nothing to know.

Jiang Bai is very skeptical about whether he lived in the Stone Age before.

His silence made the singer of the industry singularly blue, as if he felt that Jiang Bai was afraid, and stood there high-pitched and shouted: "If you are afraid, now you are begging for mercy, to persuade those women to serve joy. Buddha, maybe I will let you go alive, let you collect beautiful women for the joy of Buddha, and maybe you will be in the future, you can also be indigo."

"List your sister."

Jiang Bai did not want to listen to him nonsense, the voice of the goods just fell, Jiang Bai hit a punch on the other's head.

Industry Minglan saw Jiang Bai’s shot and immediately wanted to resist. He just started, and suddenly found out... his speed was not as fast as Jiang Bai.

I couldn't stop it at all, and the huge fist was directly on my face.

"Ah!", the industry was indulging in blue, and the blood was spurting in the mouth and the teeth were broken.

"This...how is it possible!" The industry is incredible.

I don't understand how Jiang Bai grew to this point. In his eyes, Jiang Bai was just a kid who had stolen some Western teachings, and he was eager to learn from the Western teachings. He didn't think Jiang Bai was great.

Can such a person actually hit himself with a punch?

I am indigo, my position is slightly lower than that of Luohan, but at least it is indigo. It is one of the supreme kings.

So I was so beaten by people?

And... just how is the speed going?

I clearly found that the other party’s shot could not stop it...

This... Does this mean that this Jiang Bai is already the king?

Even strength is above yourself?

If the seal is not opened, rely on its own strength to break through the mirror and enter the king?

This... how is this possible!

Industry Ming Lan said that he could not believe it anyway, but unfortunately, immediately afterwards, he let him understand the gap between him and Jiang Bai.

There is no way to resist.

Seeing each other's movements in their hands, they were blocked by two hand bones, and they fell on their chests.

"Hey! Hey!"

He could even hear the sound of the broken bones in his chest, and the next second felt that his internal organs were squeezed by some powerful force and was breaking.

Squirting a blood, Shi Minglan shouted to Jiang Bai in front of him: "Living, stopping, I, I am one of the kings of Western teaching, is indigo..."

"You, you can't kill me... Otherwise, otherwise, Western teaching and joyful Buddha will not let you go."

After listening to this, Jiang Baimei’s pick, which made the industry’s blue heart happy, quickly rushed to Jiang Bai and shouted: “Jiang Bai, this is just a misunderstanding, we are all ourselves, you don’t kill me. Otherwise, the Buddha will not let you go."

"As long as you let me go, I promise not to pursue this."

"You think this way..." Jiang Bai stood there pretending to be meditation, holding one arm in one hand and one hand holding the chin as if he was thinking.

This made a smile on the face of the industry.

I thought that Jiang Bai still took care of it and was told by myself, so I continued to say: "Jiang Bai, you have to think clearly, how many women do you have, give them to the Buddha, and you will be the capital of your future." I am happy to be happy, and I will reward you with anything. You and I will benefit a lot."

"When the strength goes up, what kind of woman do you want? Why bother?"

"Listen to me, that's right!"

"Your idea..." Jiang Bai also pretended to be musing and nodded so much, so that the industry’s blue eyes showed the light of hope. Later, when the words turned, the evil sighed: "Fucking. rotten!"

I said that I flew the other side out.

Immediately, he went to the body of this industry, and did not use any magical powers, did not use any school, but relied on his own strength to simply and violently attack each other.

Fist to the flesh, feet and feet.

The screams of this industry’s slap in the blue are repeated.

This is because Jiang Bai’s power has completely crushed the other side. It is the mid-term cultivation of the kings, and it is much stronger than the same level. It’s not necessary to say that it’s huge. To the point.

After all, Jiang Bai was Wu Xiu. After all, the physical strength of the body was too strong. When the other side was beaten, the other party simply did not have the possibility to fight back.

Not to mention that it is only an indigo in the early days of the kings, that is, there is no room for rebellion in front of Jiang Bai.

While playing, Jiang Bai also shouted and shouted at the side: "What kind of equipment do you have to **** with Lao Tzu? Western education is amazing?"

"I don't know how many people are killed by the great people who are similar to your strength. What qualifications do you have here to yell with Lao Tzu?"

"I have even smashed Huang Quan's emperor! Jade Emperor must talk to me well, what do you count? What joy is there behind you?"

"The bastard! I want you to yell! Let you call you!"

Jiang Bai did not say a word, he screamed at the other party, and the other party screamed again and again.

The people around watched the heart.

People who followed the industry, Ming Lan, came face to face, watching their boss being beaten, and did not dare to say a word.

Just looking at Jiang Bai with a pale face.

Playing and slamming, the industry’s indigo, even let Jiang Bai give it to death.

Until the system prompts the prestige point to be credited, Jiang Bai returned to taste, looked at the mud in front of him, frowned, and then took out a bottle of mineral water to clean his hands.

I didn't pay attention to it. I was so excited that I dirty my hands.

While cleaning, while confronting the group of people who followed the industry, I asked a faint question: "Who are you talking with the Westerners behind you?"

In a word, the people around you are unclear. So look at me, I see you, I don’t know what Jiang Bai means.