Meng Qianqiu lay lazily behind the counter like a cat, her eyes were a little listless, and she didn't seem to be interested in anything.

And on the two chairs on the other side, Huang Shanshan and Wang Yifan stared at each other with wide eyes, and Wang Yifan still had the six-yuan pancake fruit in his mouth.

Huang Shanshan is Meng Qianqiu's newly found network management sister paper, she has not been here for a long time, and she has never seen Wang Yifan, so there was a previous misunderstanding.

"Xiaofan, your head shape is very powerful!"

After a long while, Meng Qianqiu floated out such a fluttering sentence. I don't know why, Wang Yifan felt that Meng Qianqiu seemed to be a little different from before.

Although Meng Qianqiu always liked to sleep somewhere when she had nothing to do before, she was not as lazy as she is now, and she always felt that something seemed wrong with her.

Wang Yifan didn't see Meng Qianqiu on the first floor before, Meng Qianqiu was not absent, but sleeping on the second floor.

According to Huang Shanshan, she and Meng Qianqiu work shifts, she works day shifts, and Meng Qianqiu works night shifts. I have always felt that Meng Qianqiu took good care of herself, and she was very moved.

"Ha, Sister Meng, I've been here for a long time, did you just notice?"

Wang Yifan touched his head and smiled a little embarrassedly. The reason why he shaved his big bald head, he also had no choice. This is a side effect of my own biological gene medicine, and if it wasn't for the use of genes to improve it, I'm afraid that my eyebrows would have fallen out now.

"Oh, yes, you didn't say I didn't find out, congratulations!

Wang Yifan knew that Meng Qianqiu could see that he had broken through to the first order, so he didn't say anything, and nodded to indicate that he knew, after all, there was an ordinary person like Huang Shanshan next to him.

Although it is said that there are not a few ordinary people who know the things in the transcendent circle, it is better to avoid it if it can be avoided.

Regarding what Wang Yifan and Meng Qianqiu said in an ominous manner, Huang Shanshan pursed her lips without the slightest interest. She's not very curious, and she doesn't want to ask everything clearly.

After all, she knew that her grandfather's secret to living to the age of 80 was to never meddle in things.

It was night, the sky was splashed with ink, and the silver plate was hanging high.

Originally, during this period of time, Xingmengyuan Internet Cafe had started night services, but today it was closed by Meng Qianqiu.

At this time, she and Wang Yifan were standing in the backyard of Xingmengyuan, facing each other, and no one spoke.

Wang Yifan didn't know until today that Xingmengyuan was not only the building he saw, but also a small courtyard behind the building.

Although Xincheng is a small city, it is a bit of a luxury to have a small courtyard in the center of the city.

"Come on, let me see how you've grown these days?"

Wang Yifan nodded, without humility, he knew that with Meng Qianqiu's strength, even if he shot with all his might, he might not be able to hurt her in the slightest.

And Wang Yifan really wants to really experience what kind of level his real strength has reached!

It can be said that since the injection of the gene fusion potion, his strength has been increasing all the time, although compared to Meng Qianqiu, there is still a gap in the real first-order combat power, but this growth is visible and tangible.

With his right hand behind him, Zang Feng had already appeared in his hand. Although it is said that the Tibetan front was also damaged in the last battle, and there were a few more gaps on it, it did not have such an impact on the battle.

But the shield had to be reforged......

Although Wang Yifan's agility attribute is not high, it is never only agility that determines speed! The powerful force exploded under his feet, leaving an inch-deep mark on the tamping soil!

And under the action of the reaction force, Wang Yifan was like a sharp sword off the string, dragging the battle axe upside down and heading straight for Meng Qianqiu!

"Phew!"

There are many sayings in the ancient Chinese martial arts tradition, the most important of which is that it can increase the intensity of the strength and reduce the vibration and counterattack.

However, Wang Yifan's voice did not have so many doorways, and under the action of strong lung force, this sound was like spring thunder exploding in Meng Qianqiu's ears!

Even her first-level peak strength couldn't help but be a little trance for a moment, and at the moment when Meng Qingqiu was in a trance, Wang Yifan had already rushed in front of her!

The tomahawk dragged upside down made a perfect arc, carrying the power of a thousand jun, and went straight to Meng Qianqiu's head!

Wang Yifan's blow can be said to have not spared the slightest hand, and he really used all his strength. The harsh wind wrapped around the blade of the hidden blade, the pitch black was not reflective, but there was a kind of chill that made people shudder!

Meng Qianqiu's somewhat lazy eyes widened slightly, and he seemed to be a little interested.

Wang Yifan's big drink made her a little unexpected, she didn't expect this kid to play such a trick in battle. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he didn't care. In the face of the oncoming tomahawk, I don't know when, a finger-thick rebar has appeared diagonally in the place where it must pass!

Meng Qianqiu's weapon has always been nothing more than a few finger-thick rebar, with a sharp corner polished out of the front, which looks a little nondescript and too simple.

If I had to classify it, it might be a short spear.

But even if it is so simple, in her hands, it can exert an extremely terrifying power! Wang Yifan once saw with his own eyes that this elegant and lazy sister paper was like a tiger descending the mountain when she was furious, and killed a devil sniper 800 miles away with one shot!

Belch...... Anyway, it's very good, no matter what kind of demons and monsters, can I give you a javelin? Even if one doesn't work, just another one.

At this time, the steel bar in Meng Qianqiu's hand made contact with Wang Yifan's axe blade at an oblique angle, and when he trembled slightly, he actually deflected his attack in an instant!

Zang Feng fell off, driving Wang Yifan's body to lean forward naturally, but Wang Yifan didn't dare to move at this time!

Because the sharp spear tip at the front end of the steel bar is against his throat at this time!

Even though he had already pierced his skin, Wang Yifan could feel that a drop of warm blood was slowly flowing down the cold spear!

"Come again!"

Meng Qianqiu didn't say anything, withdrew the steel short spear with an expressionless face, and gestured towards Wang Yifan.

Wang Yifan touched his neck, and felt that Sister Meng was still quite good at making a move, this time it was no more or less, it just punctured the skin, and even the blood only flowed a drop, and the wound began to scab over in an instant.

Wang Yifan froze, held the handle of the axe with both hands, and approached Meng Qianqiu step by step. Less than one step away, slash instantly.

Immediately, Meng Qianqiu didn't raise his eyelids, and he had already dodged with one side of his body.

Wang Yifan slashed horizontally, but Meng Qianqiu was forced under his feet, and with a small light jump, the person was already in mid-air, and with a light touch on the axe that Wang Yifan slashed over, the whole person turned over and reached Wang Yifan's back.

Before he could react, the sharp steel spear was already in the back of his head.