"The ghost only knows that the method that this group of people are good at playing is to play tricks!" Tang Yulan sneered, his eyes full of disdain.

As soon as he spoke, several bells suddenly rang in the wide hall, and a majestic and deep sound wafted through the hall.

Suddenly, the entire room fell silent, and they stopped all movements, including those who were collecting donations.

The patrolling warriors stood in two rows, solemn, with one hand across their chests, with a solemn and solemn expression.

After the bell rang three times, the tattoos opened their mouths and groaned, and their voices were reverent!

02020202 "The Holy Envoy of Hell, the Grace of the World, the Divine Power of the Prison, and the ...... of All Laws"

Tang Yulan listened, snorted coldly, 02 said: "What age is it now, and there are still people who listen to such nonsense!" ”

Yu Tiancan said: "This is normal, can science prove God's existence?" Can you prove the existence of the Jade Emperor or the three gods of fortune? Neither, but people are still worshipping the Jade Emperor, the God of Wealth, and God devoutly! ”

"That's just people pursuing self-psychological comfort, deceiving themselves, deceiving themselves." Tang Yulan sneered: "But that's not Guanyin or the Buddha want to collect their benefits!" Look at these people, playing their own roles, pretending to be gods and ghosts, and getting ill-gotten gains! ”

Yu Tiancan squinted his eyes and smiled, and said, "How can you know that these people are not willing? ”

If they are willing, it is because they are grateful for the bounty of Hell! If you take a closer look at these fundraisers, they are all afraid and cautious! It's like when a criminal is on trial! ”

Tang Yulan crossed his waist with one hand and said with a sneer: "These people are not ordinary stupid! ”

After hearing the conversation between the two, someone next to him glared at the two of them viciously, feeling that this was a great disrespect to hell!

Really! This Mr. Tang Yulan, when his temper comes up, he is really not afraid of heaven and earth!

But who is Tang Yulan? I didn't see how he moved, the crowd in front of him involuntarily separated, and everyone only felt inexplicable, you look at me and I look at you between each other. He swaggered to the front.

02 Yu Tiancan watched the change in the expression on Tang Yulan's face, and raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling that his feelings were a little wrong.

He knew that Tang Yulan was not pleasing to the things in front of him, and he must have been very unhappy in his heart at this time, and he was going to lose his temper! Watch him walk forward in figure-eight steps.

Yu Tiancan smiled cunningly, he didn't object to what Tang Yulan did in his heart, on the contrary, he wanted to see something happen, after the gate of hell was opened, this group of people was really too rampant, and they should have taught them a little more lesson.

Yu Tiancan's eyes watched intently as Tang Yulan swaggered towards the front, while he followed behind with his hands behind his back unhurriedly.

Although it is on the third floor, there are still many believers who believe in hell, who is Tang Yulan? It seemed that he simply waved his arm, but there was no special movement, and the crowd in front of him was pushed by him, and some people lost their balance and squatted on the ground.

Tang Yulan continued to walk leisurely, and soon came to the donation box.

The bell had already sounded, people were praying quietly, and Tang Yulan's appearance was particularly eye-catching.

I don't know if the captain is really stupid and has come home, or if he has never seen anyone dare to oppose Hell for so many years, and he has not even noticed that danger is approaching at all. Looking at Tang Yulan's decent casual clothes, the clothes are not made by ordinary manufacturers, and he looks like a rich boy who goes out to play.

The tattoo chief straightened his chest and put on a haughty posture, but he was a little shorter than Tang Yulan, so he had to tiptoe, looked at Tang Yulan and said, "Friend, are you here to contribute to the Prison Emperor?" Very good, Hell has mercy on you, and the Prison Emperor will bless you! After speaking, he lowered his eyes and glanced at the donation box next to him, the meaning was very obvious, that is, let Tang Yulan take the money and put it inside.

Tang Yulan put one hand in his trouser pocket, took out a crumpled hundred-yuan bill from it, looked at the chief tattoo with a somewhat ridiculous look, how could he put it inside, blew his nose violently, and threw it in front of the chief tattoo.

The tattoo chief's face was dark, and the corners of his mouth twitched wildly, he felt that Tang Yulan's actions were blasphemy and disrespect to hell!

Tang Yulan didn't count it after he finished doing this, he squinted at Captain Wen, and said contemptuously: "Uh...... Sorry, I lost it wrong, please pick it up and throw it in the trash! ”

These words were clearly an undisguised provocation, how could Sergeant Wen endure it, raised his arm and hit Tang Yulan's head.

The speed of the tattoo chief is fast, Tang Yulan's speed is even faster, and with a flick of his right hand, a slap comes first, hitting the tattoo chief in the face. It was as if he had been hit by a speeding car, and without even screaming, his face was torn, and his body suddenly crashed backwards.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the tattoo chief slammed on the wall behind the hall, his body was like a piece of paper, stuck on the wall for a few seconds, and slowly slid down, and the whole person was completely unconscious.

The people around looked furious, and several tattoos rushed over.

Tang Yulan didn't bother to talk nonsense with them, he slapped people in the face, and waved his hand a few times, those tattooed sergeants didn't even know how they were hit, they flew out one after another, and in an instant, there were seven. Eight people were knocked down by him, and more than 20 people were knocked down one after another.

Compared with ordinary people, Wenshi is already a master, even if he faces a master of taekwondo black belt, he will not lose lightly, but by Tang Yulan's side, he has no ability to resist at all, and he is seriously injured after landing.

Suddenly, there was chaos in the crowd.

All sorts of panicked, confused, angry voices rang out.

Some people retreated in horror, and some people crowded forward angrily, loudly accusing Tang Yulan.

Tang Yulan plucked his ears and said in a lazy tone: "Lao Tzu is too lazy to take care of you guys with insufficient IQ!" ”

The foot stomped violently, and the ground suddenly sank in, cracking layer by layer like a dense spider web, the crack spread, and the gravel jumped.

Everyone felt that the whole building trembled, as if there had been an earthquake.

The angry ones were also pale with fright, and those who approached were hit by the gravel, hugging their legs and wailing in pain.

Tang Yulan grabbed the placket of the person next to him casually, like throwing a sandbag, and threw it left and right at will. In just a few seconds, there was no one in the space of five meters around him.

"Daring fanatics!! How dare you go wild here! A snap came.

With this shout, several tattoo captains in the hall had already rushed forward.

In the face of an emergency, he didn't care about the crowd in front of him, and jumped directly from people's heads, and some of them stepped on people's shoulders and heads.

In reality, stepping on the head is not as free and easy as the light work depicted on TV, the huge force cannot be borne by ordinary people at all, they are stepped on crookedly, and the blood flow of their heads is light.

Tang Yulan smiled faintly and said, "Is it the chief tattoo again?" Isn't there anyone with a higher rank? It's so boring...... It's boring......" He shook his head.