After another shotgun pusher that combined cutting-edge technology and the essence of war, the severely damaged turtle fell to the ground and could no longer get up.

But just as Huai Shi was about to pull the trigger again, she found that there were no bullets in the gun chamber.

A slight clicking awkward sound.

Immediately afterwards, Feiyuan Demon roared shrillly, and in the darkness, several different afterimages were separated, pounced towards Huai Shi with a fierce poison.

Huai Shi instinctively wanted to open the bone burial sanctuary. After reacting, her movements stopped for a moment and she had lost the gap to hide.

Feiyuan Demon is already close.

The sharp wings gathered, the knife wheel slashed, the meat grinder aimed at him and opened the entrance, and couldn't wait to embrace him in his arms!

On the top of the mountain, Lawrence frowned, raised the cigarette butt in his hand, and pointed it at Feiyuan Demon's head from afar. Amid the surging of the source substance, a ray of frost lingered on the fire.

Ten disasters in the green sun.

——Frost and hail disaster!

The power of disaster borrowed from the distant border was placed on the fingertips of Lawrence, which was enough to destroy any sublimator with a fourth level and a terrifying force.

Ready to go.

And at that moment, he saw Huai Shi, raised his hand, swung the shotgun that had no bullets in his hand, and aimed it at Feiyuanmo's head.

Smash!

There was a loud roar, and the fragments of the wooden board and the curved barrel flew into the air, splashing blood.

The rough force exploded completely in this blow, and before the barrel shattered, it passed through the gap between the knife wheel and poured into the astonished face.

It was dark and suddenly.

The brain is difficult to operate in the midst of turmoil, and falls into a brief period of dullness and stiffness. All the separated phantoms disappear.

Immediately afterwards, Huai Shi threw away the weapon with only half of the barrel in her hand, pointed it at the face, and punched her hard!

Now, under the limit state, this blow that is a basic application in drummers has already possessed the essence of Luo Lao 60%.

The sky drums are swinging, and the thunder is thundering.

With the loud noise, the Feiyuan Demon flew backwards, and it was difficult to maintain his transformation state. The fainting sublimator fell to the ground, and no longer heard it.

"That's it?"

In the hustle and bustle of the ending, Huai Shi finally glanced at Feiyuanmo on the ground, then raised her feet, kicked her in the head, and completely let him go.

Finally, he turned around and walked towards the wreckage of the motorcycle, flipped through and picked it up, found the dusty thermos bottle, and breathed a sigh of relief.

I took pictures of the dust and oil on it.

Fortunately, it was not damaged.

This is the old soup he had been cooking for a long time last night...

In this way, he reached out, opened the last door, pushed his hand and raised his mask, and smiled at the Sanbu Ryuma who was stupid behind the door.

He picked up the thermos in his hand.

"Dalang...hehe."

Huai Shi said gently: "That, Sanchuan, my sister-in-law has been worried that you are in poor health recently, and she is afraid that you will spread your faith every day and work hard on believers, and get tired of your body... I specially made a bowl of chicken soup for you and asked me to deliver it to you as soon as possible."

With his hand, in the scream of Mihun Ryuma, he took off the old monkey's chin, tilted the water bottle, and got closer little by little: "Come on, let's be while it's hot."

The hot soup that had just been released from the pot was instantly poured into the lungs, causing Sanchuan Ryuma to feel the scorching and severe pain in the paralysis of the banned medicine, and screamed heart-wrenchingly.

But immediately, the heat in the fragrant chicken soup spread out and exploded instantly, and countless strange and wonderful illusions that were far better than all banned drugs, swallowing him up.

A beautiful dream comes in an instant.

Swallowed his consciousness inch by inch.

After pouring this bowl of chicken soup into his stomach without leaving any drops, the three ships of dragon horses rolled their eyes and were unconscious.

"Is this over?"

Outside the car, Lawrence, who appeared here for some time, sighed and snatched out the cigarette in his hand, making it difficult to understand: "So, what exactly did you ask me to do?"

Isn’t you completely done this alone? Let me do it together?

Catch jellyfish?

"Look at what you said, everyone is both Green Sun, of course we have to help each other!" Huai Shi answered seriously, "It's not good to stay alone all day. Let's participate in outdoor activities together to enhance friendship. Why are there nothing to do?"

Lawrence just wanted to roll his eyes, but didn't want to pay attention to him.

"Is there anything else? I'll leave if it's okay..."

"Don't, it's so bad it's going to leave now!"

Huai Shi subconsciously looked around, wanting to find something that would make Lawrence feel a little involved.

When he saw Sanchuan fainting and his shirtless under his floral shirt, his eyes lit up.

"Ahem, that... can you draw?"

Lawrence looked over in confusion, and for a long time, nodded: "You know how to do it."

"Then leave it to you."

Huai Shi touched her pocket for a long time, took out a marker and handed it over, and pointed to the three ships on the ground: "Look, aren't you going to vent your anger for the boss of the Qianye family? Such a difficult task, of course, depends on seniors!"

“…”

Lawrence lowered his head and looked at Sanchuan's bare upper body. He couldn't help frowning, but he couldn't help but itchy when he looked at the marker in Huai Shi's hand.

What a good material!

Originally, he didn't want to pay attention to such a mess, but why... the days when he had just debuted and sprayed anti-astronomical slogans everywhere in London were so beautiful.

A painter's heart began to try.

Especially Huai Shi is still so sincere and looking forward to it, it is not so cool that the newcomer's thoughts... Just draw two strokes, what are you afraid of?

Just try it!

All are here...

With such an idea in mind, Lawrence, who was crazy about the young, took the marker and looked at Sanchuan's body.

Temptingly, I drew a stroke, then drew another stroke, and added another stroke... When I realized that a crooked thing had been drawn.

At first glance, he still looks quite good, but his strength has not declined for so many years. Lawrence suddenly felt relieved: "How is this?"

"Good, but unfortunately I lack a little color and charm."

Huai Shi took the pen, bent down and began to fill in the blank next to her: "Look at this, this, and this... wouldn't it be much better?"

Lawrence's eyes lit up: "You can add a little here too!"

"If that's the case..."

After a long time, the Feiyuan Demon, who was fainting on the ground, let out a hoarse moan and was about to wake up.

The two people who were immersed in artistic creation finally finished their work perfectly.

Looking down at the joint artistic creation, the two looked at each other and nodded with satisfaction.

Can't help but high-five.

praise!

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The drone in the sky quietly overlooked the whole process, watching the Huaizhi Group leave without looking back. After a long time, Feiyuanmo woke up, awakened the three ships and the turtles on the ground, and fled in horror.

"That's it? That's it?"

Qianye Ryuu, in front of the screen, tskated unhappily and raised his eyes: "You old guy fool me like this? If you ask me, the wastes in the Huaizhi Group are useless at all, and they don't even dare to kill anyone, so why are you doing the most?

"Don't worry."

Sheng Tianmu patted the fan and comforted him: "Isn't this over yet? The Huaizhi Group promised me that it would definitely avenge the alliance or something. You must always trust the young people, right?"

Before he could finish his words, the drone's image suddenly turned black.

The old man stood there in a daze, before he could feel the embarrassment, the picture lit up again.

This time, I have switched to the faithful place that shines on the church...

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When the three-ship Ryuma and his group escaped to the Kyoto Letter Office in a panic, it was already half an hour later.

The panting Sanchuan Ryuma had not had time to speak, and the envoy from the Pope reminded coldly: "Sanchuan Priest, you are late. The Dharma Assembly has begun, and for your reasons, the Saint has been talking on it for half an hour."

"What happened on the road! I was attacked! Attack!"

Sanchuan made a panic defense and was interrupted by the messenger before he could finish his speech.
To be continued...