Killing machine traction, internal strength operation.

The soft sword that had not been stabbed just now, but this time it stabbed at Xiao Fan's heart with great firmness.

"Do it if you don't agree with each other? I suddenly think you're supposed to be a woman. ”

Xiao Fan dodged and dodged, but the ghost disciples still did not give up, and in desperation, Xiao Fan could only urge his internal strength and fight with the ghost disciples.

The air waves rolled, the coercion spread, there was no wind in the dining room, and the messy plates and even knives and forks on the table were rattling, swept by the energy, and fell to the ground, making a series of clicking sounds.

", what's the situation? I haven't done anything yet, my own people will come first?" Mei Sanbu couldn't pretend to be dead anymore, slapped the monk on the cheek, and shouted: "Fake monk! Get up! Your ghost is already hungry and thirsty!"

The monk got up from the ground with a thud, and before he opened his eyes, he had already shouted: "Little ghost, there is a poor monk, don't be afraid!"

“……”

Mei kicked on the monk's stomach in three steps, kicking the monk backwards again and again, but the strange thing is that the two candles lit above his head still did not fall, and they were as stable as a dog on the door of his head.

"Malegobi, the thief benefactor, are you kicking the poor monk?" the monk snorted in pain, opened his eyes, and saw Mei Sanbu standing there with a blank face, and roared loudly.

Mei Sanbu's blank face showed innocence: "I didn't, it was kicked by ghosts." ”

But at this moment, the ghost disciple was pushed by Xiao Fan's palm and his body was unstable, and he retreated again and again, just in front of the monk.

The monk didn't think about it, subconsciously reached out to wrap his hand around the waist of the ghost disciple, stabilized the figure of the ghost disciple, and looked affectionate: "Little ghost, don't be afraid, the poor monk is your strong backing." ”

As he spoke, a few drops of wax dripped on the monk's head, and his face was distorted by the stinging pain.

In the eyes of the ghosts, there is a little ......

"Die!" the rough and hoarse voice roared, and the ghost broke away from the monk's embrace and kicked the monk away.

With a thud, the monk slammed against the wall, making a muffled thud, and then slipped to the ground, clutching his stomach in pain, and the two candles, falling from the monk's head, set his robe on fire.

"Believe me, right? Mei shrugged her shoulders and said.

"Amitabha, don't you notice that the poor monk is burning? At this time, you still say a basket?" The monk rolled on the ground, bounced again, and took off his monk's robe with his hands and feet.

Mei Sanbu hurriedly went up and grabbed the monk's robe and pulled hard.

Whew!

The sound of the fabric tearing came out, and the monk was instantly naked, with only pants left on his body.

The monk's robe that was thrown aside was still burning, Mei Sanbu hurriedly went up and stepped on two feet, poured some red wine, and finally extinguished the flames.

At this time, the ghost disciple was repelled by Xiao Fan again, and he couldn't help but pounce on the monk.

The monk opened his arms and held the ghost disciple in his arms, and after the two bodies rotated, the monk was on top, and the ghost disciple was hugged by the monk's waist and raised with one foot cocked, as if dancing.

"Little ghost, this is the will of heaven! You will follow the poor monk! It really can't work, the poor monk can obey you!" The monk's voice was magnetic, his handsome face was a little soft, and the deep tenderness in his peach blossom eyes could make almost any woman intoxicated.

The ghost disciple was stunned for a while, and even forgot that he was still fighting with Xiao Fan, until the monk pouted and wanted to kiss him, and the ghost disciple was shocked and came back to his senses.

Rumble!

Bang bang!

"Ahh

The ghost disciple completely fell into a rampage and stomped on the monk's body one by one.

"Male's Gobi hammer! Slut monk, you are looking for death, if I can't kill you today, I'm not a ghost!" the ghost kicked and beat frantically, but he didn't use his internal strength.

The monk screamed again and again, tears streaming down his eyes: "The little ghost has abused me thousands of times, and I still treat you like my first love......!"

Mei Sanbu saw that the corners of her eyes twitched, and she and Xiao Fan each sat in a row with a small stool.

"The monk is so miserable, no, it's really cheap. Xiao Fan said.

Mei Sanbu nodded: "But then again, isn't our task to snatch the information of the artificial warrior? For Mao to change his mind and help you woman keep the information of the artificial warrior? Could it be that in front of the country and the woman, you chose the latter?"

"If it were you, what would you choose?" Xiao Fan asked.

"Women, of course. Mei Sanbu did not hesitate: "The country can only love, and women can snap." ”

"A woman can be patriotic. Xiao Fan pouted and said, "Think about it, how many people want to get the information of the artificial warrior?"

While enjoying the monk's miserable performance, Mei Sanbu touched his chin and shook his head: "It's hard to estimate, there are more than 200 countries in the world, and there are always so many countries that want information about artificial warriors. ”

"So, we're actually dangerous. Xiao Fan said as a matter of course.

Mei Sanbu's face was expressionless: "Malegobi...... You should have known the danger when you dragged us out of the country, and now it is even more dangerous, originally according to the plan, our real enemy was only one Rhine, but now if you do this, our enemy is all the countries that want to compete for the information of artificial soldiers. ”

Xiao Fan took out a cigarette and lit it.

"I'll have one too. Mei took three steps stronger, lit it and took a deep breath, swallowing the clouds and exhaling the mist.

The ghost disciples on the other side are still going crazy, and the monk has begun to roll his eyes, foaming at the mouth, no matter how he looks at it, it looks like he is about to hang up.

"Devil, a little lighter, you can vent a little more. Xiao Fan kindly reminded him, but the ghost disciple didn't seem to want to pay attention to it, and threw a chicken bone at Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan dodged the chicken bones and said quietly: "Think about it, even if we grab the artificial warrior information, will the people other countries want to let us go? They will chase us like mad dogs, and then we will be the target of the whole world, and danger is everywhere." ”

After a pause, Xiao Fan continued: "Take 10,000 steps back and say, if the Rhine Country is ruthless and doesn't want anyone to take away the information of the artificial warriors, whoever dares to get it will use the radar to cruise and bombard, and kill one by one, who do you think can take this thing out of the border of the Rhine Country?"

"It makes sense, I'm speechless. Mei Sanbu nodded fiercely: "So we came to die in the first place?"

"Almost. Xiao Fan pursed his lips: "Actually, the real task is not for us to snatch the information of the artificial warrior and bring it back, but to destroy it! Of course, it would be better if we could bring it back." ”

The ghost apprentice was tired from fighting, panting and pulling a stool to sit on Xiao Fan's side, panting and said, "You help Scarlet Moon keep the artificial warrior data, can you destroy it?" Or take it back?"

"At the very least, we will not become hostile targets of the Rhine. Xiao Fan said: "This is the Rhine Country, no outsider can wrestle with the whole country, the Rhine Kingdom just doesn't want to cause panic among the people, if it is ruthless, any outsiders with bad intentions will die here." We use Crimson Moon's connections to transform from potential enemies to friends, help them, participate in guarding, and fight against those with bad intentions, and Scarlet Moon will eventually make a copy of the artificial warrior's profile and give it to us to take back. ”

"Scarlet Moon will give you information at the end?" the ghost disciple was surprised: "So this is the result of your snapping for a day?"

(End of chapter)