Wang Han observed the small wound.

There was no sign of recovery for half a day.

There are no squids inside the wound.

Wang Han suddenly pulled out the great sword of the Holy Light Sect.

ah!

The great sword emits a holy brilliance.

Fan Yangping's skin was cracked and his throat made a harsh cry.

But Ran Kun and the others did not respond at all.

Wang Han cut through the skin of several people, and only Fan Yangping's wound was repaired by the whiskers on the divine spine in a short while.

Several other people should still bleed.

Ran Kun looked up at Wang Han.

"Brother Wang Han, can I let me have a way out? The "Heaven Demon Heart Sutra" just now is a gift to me. I know you must have many questions. If you ask me, I can tell you, and I can answer you any questions I can answer you.

, as long as you let me go."

Wang Han held a plastic bag, "Can you answer any question?"

"right!"

"What is the 102nd digit after the decimal point of Pi?"

Ran Kun's expression was dull and his eyes were distracted.

An incredible expression surged from his face and looked at Wang Han.

I have lived for a long time and have never seen such a dog.

Fan Yang squinted while looking at Ran Kun gloatingly.

After a few days of fighting, he understood that the path of this young man was completely different from others.

Wang Han put the plastic bag directly on Fan Yangping's head, tied it in the front and stuffed it behind, cut a small hole, and called a person from the Shenming Cult to come and put it in the cannula and blow it.

Fan Yangping struggled desperately.

"Tell me what you know about the Living Dead, stop and blow a blow!"

Fan Yangping did not doubt the ruthlessness of the young man in front of him.

"I said!"

Fan Yangping said everything he knew.

After everything is done.

It's already past ten o'clock in the evening.

Fan Yangping’s understanding of the Living Dead is not very profound.

As a domestic director.

Power is limited to the regulation of the living dead members in the country.

Fortunately, Fan Yangping has a list of members of the living dead in China.

Wang Han looked at the list.

Walked out of the yard.

Occasionally, you can hear heart-wrenching screams coming from Zhu Dong.

It only takes another period of time to settle down, and the strength of the Divine Cult will definitely undergo a qualitative change.

Shake the empty cigarette box.

After searching in the car for a long time, I couldn't find a cigarette holder and drove towards the city.

I found a convenience store along the way and bought a pack of cigarettes and asked for two servings of Kanto cooked.

I lit a cigarette out of the door.

Leaning against the car, eating Guandong cooked while sucking the clouds and spitting out mist.

I looked up inadvertently and saw a woman with a high ponytail running across the road.

I looked closely and found that it was the girl who was exercising before I met by the river.

The cigarette butt bounced into the trash can and drank the soup in the box.

Wang Han is ready to get on the car.

Turning his head and looking at a place.

Behind the woman, a young man trotted behind the girl.

One hand is in the pants pocket and the piston moves.

The young man gasped, accelerated his pace, and rushed towards the woman.

The woman who was running at night with headphones felt something was wrong.

When I turned my head, I saw the Piston Brother behind rushing over.

The woman kicked and kicked over with one roundabout way.

Unexpectedly, the young man was like a dying Xiaoqiang, and a carp stood up from the ground.

Swallow was flowing from his mouth, and he rushed towards the woman desperately.

The woman posed in a starting position.

I seem to have practiced a little bit.

Wang Han, who was about to leave, lit another cigarette.

Across the street.

Wall.

The girl holding a panda water cup raised her head and drank a large sip of homemade aloe juice.

Frowning and stretching his neck.

"It's so thunderous! I almost bite it off. I think that clean and hygienic brother is very delicious!"

After taking another big sip.

The girl frowned and shook her mouth, looking at the Piston Brother who was fighting with the tall ponytail woman in the distance.

"Hey, it's so disgusting. Is it a lewd demon suppressed under Jiangning City?"

jingle!

The bell on the girl's wrist suddenly rang.

When I heard the sound, the girl stood up, her little face was solemn, and she turned her head and looked in one direction.

Just at this moment.

Wang Han, who was leaning against the car, suddenly lowered his head.

A familiar heartbeat suddenly came.
Chapter completed!