Even Li Ming is not an opponent of the girl, where is the opponent of this strange bishop, Wu Xiaobo looked at Zhang Mengmeng who pounced on him and smiled evilly. At this moment, the mild-mannered professor tore open the sheepskin that was draped outside, and the aura of desire permeated his body, and it seemed that even the green flame in his hand became more vigorous.

"Ah~uh~, you... You fowl... Beast, let me go!"

Zhang Mengmeng's screams only inspired the evil in Wu Xiaobo's heart, and his eyes, which had become red from congestion, were lustful. Looking around, the women who were swept by his gaze couldn't help but scratch their necklines, as if they were seen through by him like an X-ray.

Grabbing Zhang Mengmeng's neck in one hand and holding it high, the other hand was full of green light, and launched a shockwave-like attack towards the crowd.

"Bang~"

The hall was filled with dust and smoke in an instant, and everyone was stunned by this blow, and the strange thing was that this attack seemed to be a flame but did not burn.

Wu Xiaobo's messy hair flew without wind, and the blood flowing from the corners of his mouth made him even more evil, and Zhang Mengmeng seemed to be about to drool when he looked at Zhang Mengmeng in his hand.

"Little girl, there is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell, and you can vote for yourself! How do you think I should enjoy you?"

Meng Meng, who was a little suffocated by the pinching, felt a burst of despair in her heart, but the righteous personality would never allow her to do anything to bow to the evil forces. Both hands instinctively wanted to break the claws on their necks, and the legs suspended in the air were not idle, and they kept kicking at Wu Xiaobo.

"Phew!"

It was the first time in more than 20 years that she had made such an impolite gesture as spitting on someone.

Wu Xiaobo not only didn't reach out to wipe it, but even stretched out his tongue and licked it, like the most delicious elixir and jade liquid, with a look of enjoyment, and then look at this pair of long legs that are constantly struggling, isn't this just flirting?

Before falling into a coma, Zhang Mengmeng thought a lot of things in his head, and when he recalled carefully, he didn't seem to think about anything, and everything turned into only two words in his mind.

"Yang Le!"

After shouting this sentence, she fell into a coma completely, and vaguely seemed to see a hero of the world, stepping on colorful auspicious clouds to come to her.

Yang Le, who got up from the dust, instantly snatched Zhang Mengmeng from Wu Xiaobo's hand, and did not forget to tidy up his hairstyle during the process.

"Damn, don't you want me to curse?

Wu Xiaobo looked at his empty right hand in a daze, with an expression of disbelief: "No, how is it possible? Even other bishops of the same level will be seriously injured by me, who are you?"

Although he was talking in his mouth, the movements in his hands were not slow, and his fists were like a raging storm, Yang Le held Zhang Mengmeng with one hand and stretched out his palm with the other, and dissolved all the attacks very casually.

Wu Xiaobo seemed to be crazy: "Impossible! Impossible! Impossible...... "Impossible" With every sentence he said, he became more powerful and faster, as if it was a move to burn his own vitality.

"It turns out that you don't need to shout the name of the move to enlarge the move!

Wu Xiaobo's mysterious power Yang Le has already studied a rough idea, plus he had already called the police when he knocked Chen Qingling unconscious on the road before, and it is estimated that the person is almost there, Yang Le looked at the crazy "beast" in front of him with disgust, and suddenly a teleportation came to him, just with his index finger in the center of his eyebrows, Wu Xiaobo, who had exhausted his vitality, said goodbye to this world completely, and he didn't even have the qualifications to report to Lao Cui's - the god was destroyed!

Zhang Mengmeng, who was holding in his arms, seemed to have a nightmare, although he was still in a coma, he couldn't help but tighten his hands around Yang Le's neck, and kept muttering his name in his mouth.

"Yang Le~, Yang Le~, you don't want to die!"

The matter came to an end with the arrival of the police, Chen Qingling and Wu Xiaobo, who were abolished by Yang Le, were secretly handed over to the relevant departments after being investigated by forensic doctors, and the rest were all sent to the hospital to be guarded by special personnel, including the basketball captain Li Ming.

After making the relevant records, Yang Le did not take the credit for this time, but put it on Zhang Mengmeng's head, and the girl who was okay under Yang Le's instructions was sent home.

Walking on the avenue of the community, Yang Le suddenly remembered Li Ming, and couldn't help but sigh: "Our community is really not suitable for strangers!"

Lying on the sofa at home, Yang Le's expression looked a little serious, the ability that Wu Xiaobo showed before was obviously not something that ordinary mortals could have, but I had heard that there were cultivators among mortals before, but it was only the use of breath, and piercing the sky was just a means of health preservation.

The reason why that green light was able to make the wound heal was because he burned part of his life force, and although the power contained in it was far less than divine power, it already had the rudiments of immortal qi.

"Who set up the game?" Yang Le was full of doubts in his heart and decided to investigate to the end, if he really wanted to let such a power spread among ordinary people, this would definitely be a catastrophe for Planet D, in total, it was such a big place, how could there be so many things for you to perform moving mountains and reclamation?

Since Na Le, the kid, proposed to go to see Sister Mengmeng, Yang Le also wanted to see her situation again, so the two finally pinched off their meal and came to Aunt Zhang's house.

Maybe she really has a heart, the girl who was still lying on the bed suddenly woke up after Yang Le and them entered the door, and she was about to run towards Yang Le before she figured out the situation, but she was really weak, and she was about to fall to the ground when she was physically exhausted.

One step over, Yang Le picked it up, attracting a pair of small hands on his head and messing with his hairstyle.

Zhang Mengmeng: "Yang Le, is that you? Are you okay? It's so good, I thought you were ......"

Because he was going to come to someone else's house for dinner, Yang Le finally tidied up his appearance, and now he was beaten back to his original shape, Aunt Zhang on the side looked at the two young people, and said with a happy smile.

"Mengmeng, why don't you let go of your brother Yang? it's okay, it's okay, it's okay!"

The girl who figured out the situation hurriedly got back into the quilt, her covered cheeks were so hot that she could fry eggs, and her little heart was beating wildly, and even Nale standing at the door could hear the sound.

Yang Nale: "Dad, am I the lucky audience in the legend? I actually witnessed your first time." ”

Yang Le's brain collapsed: "What are you talking nonsense about the little fart, what is the first time, looking for death, right?"

Yang Nale looked aggrieved, and begged for help from Grandma Zhang next to her: "It's obviously your first time flirting and scolding!"