Chapter 298: Murong Shanhuan

"Your enemy is coming." Meng Que said leisurely, as if all this really didn't care about his business.

Tang Lang stood up in disbelief, if someone else said this, he could laugh it off, but this was what Meng Que said. Meng Que has the ability to perceive, as long as what he says is not deliberately joking, it should be correct. Immediately looked around, and suddenly found a figure behind the truck chasing after him like crazy.

The pupils condensed slightly, and when he saw the face of the figure clearly, Tang Lang scolded angrily: "Damn, the dog's nose is really smart, I threw him so far away in SH, he can really chase him." ”

The man who came after the truck, dressed in an emerald green camouflage uniform, seemed to be about twenty-five or sixteen years old, and his detailed face was difficult to see clearly. I could only roughly tell that he had a square face, and he looked very majestic.

Meng Que asked with some schadenfreude: "What kind of hatred does he have with you, chasing you for more than 700 miles and refusing to let you go?" ”

Tang Lang took a few deep breaths and said, "You are a smart person, don't you understand?" Let me tell you, the reason why I have this ability is all due to his brother, who was seriously injured at the beginning, and then my father drained his blood and gave it to me. And when he learned that my father had touched his brother's body, he thought it was my father who killed his brother. ”

"It's no wonder he's really there." Meng Que said thoughtfully.

Tang Lang snorted and said, "His brother was already dying, and I want his blood to be worthy of him." What's more, Murong Shanhuan's kid forced my father to death and refused to give up, do you think there is still any reason for this? ”

Meng Que shook his head and said, "It's unreasonable, it's too unreasonable." ”

Tang Lang said: "That's it, it's a pity that I haven't been able to fully use his brother's power now, otherwise it would be up to him...... Hum! I can do it with a single flip of my palm. ”

Meng Que secretly pondered: "The kid who chased after him is named Murong Shanhuan? Then his brother is also a member of the mountain character generation, no wonder the strength in this bald guy's body is so strong, it turns out that this is the case. ”

"Since you have caught up, you have to fight anyway." As he spoke, Tang Lang took out a jet-black crossbow arrow from his baggage.

This crossbow is somewhat similar to the Zhuge crossbow and can be fired continuously. The black crossbow and black arrows, judging from the sharp arrows and pitch-black color, are estimated to have been smeared.

"The people of the Murong family can't even kill with a gun, so with your crossbow, I'm afraid it's a little too weak, right?" Meng Que put his hands behind his head, and he had already made up his mind to watch the play.

The bald guy Tang Lang didn't want to pay attention to Meng Que, but he was so ignorant of him, and he wanted to be proud in front of him, so he said, "What do you know?" I didn't mean to kill him, but the arrow was smeared with an anesthetic that slowed him down just by touching his skin. As long as I can hit him, I can escape safely, even if I can't kill him. ”

"Oh, I see." Meng Que nodded, and suddenly understood. No wonder this bald guy can be chased for more than 700 miles unharmed, it turns out that he has a secret weapon.

And watching Murong Shanhuan chase closer and closer, Meng Que also stood up out of curiosity, and suddenly saw that the person's ribs seemed to be holding a thing, pitch black, because he ran too fast, it was difficult to see what that thing was for a while.

Just wondering this, he suddenly heard a dog barking beside him, Meng Que was startled and said, "This is ...... Dog? ”

Tang Lang sneered: "That's right, that kid is a mad dog at all, carrying a Tibetan mastiff all day long, if it weren't for that hateful Tibetan mastiff, sister, I would have run away without a trace." ”

The Tibetan mastiff is an extremely fierce dog, which is almost a well-known thing in China. And the dog nose is also the most effective, almost thousands of miles away, you can find your way home. Originally, Meng Que also thought that Murong Shanhuan also had the power of perception, but when he heard the barking of a dog, he immediately came to his senses.

At this time, Murong Shanhuan, who was chasing from behind, flew eight times in the air, and his footsteps landed on the top of the tail of the truck with great precision. The bald guy Tang Lang saw clearly that at the same time, he shot all the nine poisoned arrows in the crossbow, and the poisoned arrows snorted away, and the number of nine together was like a huge net.

Murong Shanhuan's cold pupils shrank suddenly, his feet were against the roof of the car, and his body fell down at 90 degrees, becoming "parallel to the car". In this way, none of the nine poisonous arrows hit him, and immediately, he jumped forward, returned to his original position in a dashing manner, put down the Tibetan mastiff in his arms, and said disdainfully: "It's this kind of arrow again, can't you change some fresh tricks?" Tang Lang, this time you don't want to run away again. I know that your strength is almost exhausted, so if you know each other, take the initiative to take your life. ”

The bald guy Tang Lang snorted and threw the crossbow off the car, moved the muscles and bones of his whole body, and refused to admit defeat at all: "Don't keep saying this, it's time to change your lines." chased me for more than 700 miles, but you didn't take me, are you embarrassed to tell me to get acquainted? ”

Murong Shanhuan sneered, and glanced at Meng Que, who was close to the front of the car, but he didn't recognize him, only threw him a look and a sentence, and said, "It's best to lie on your stomach when you are waiting for the idle people, our business has nothing to do with you." As he spoke, he released a majestic aura of coercion.

If it were an ordinary person, under the pressure of his aura, he would definitely immediately bow his head and passively bow his head unconditionally. Meng Que sensed a strong pressure in the air, and deliberately put on an oppressed appearance, and then sat down.

The bald guy Tang Lang also glanced at Meng Que's reaction, and he couldn't wait to scold him to death, muttering in his heart: "Okay, your surname is Meng, you really don't want to save you when you die." ”

When Murong Shanhuan saw Meng Que sitting down, he thought that his aura had worked. Stretched out his hand and touched the black Tibetan mastiff beside him, and said, "Go, Da Hei, bite him to death." ”

The black Tibetan mastiff was extremely spiritual, and as soon as he heard the order, he immediately pounced on Tang Lang like a hungry tiger pounced on a sheep. Meng Que was two or three meters away from them, and he even felt the strong wind of hunting, and he was secretly surprised.

The bald guy Tang Lang seemed to be very jealous of this Tibetan mastiff named "Da Hei", and as soon as he saw it rushing towards him, he tried every means to avoid it. It's just that this Tibetan mastiff is too agile, and it doesn't look like a dog at all, but more like a professional killer. With a roof more than two meters wide, it flutters around and is nimble. In less than half a minute, Tang Lang was bitten by it and was ragged, and bright red blood flowed out of his arm.

Meng Que's brows couldn't help frowning, and he sneered: "You can't even deal with a dog, you're too bad, right?" ”

Tang Lang heard it in his ears, and his face turned white with shame all of a sudden, but he couldn't spare time to argue, and only scolded "I'm sorry, you know a fart."

And Murong Shanhuan listened to this sentence in his ears, but he was very surprised, looked at Meng Que for the second time, and pondered: "Ordinary people are so nervous under the pressure of my aura that they can't even raise their heads, this guy can not only raise his head, but also speak calmly and normally, is he not simple, or is my own strength regressing?" ”

Meng Que still couldn't help but laugh at the bald guy, and said, "If you can't beat it, you have to admit it, I won't laugh at you." ”

The bald guy Tang Lang was chased by the black Tibetan mastiff, and at this time, he couldn't get angry with Meng Que's ridicule, and scolded: "Do you know what 'nine dogs and one mastiff' are?" This is not an ordinary mastiff, its ferocity is even afraid of black bears, don't you understand? ”

"Nine dogs and a mastiff?" Hearing this word, Meng Que seemed to remember something. After slowly recalling it, I finally remembered a story - it is said that in the Tibetan area, there is a mastiff of mastiffs that is stronger and more ferocious than ordinary mastiffs. This kind of mastiff is not born, it is artificially domesticated, and the Tibetans call it nine dogs and one mastiff. In order to get the best mastiffs, ten young mastiffs of the same age are often placed in a pit, and there is no food, perhaps only very little food, only enough for one mastiff to eat, these ten mastiffs, must go through a cruel competition, and in the end only one mastiff can survive, it either by grabbing a little food each time, or must devour its own kind.

The mastiff that survived in the end was the mastiff of the mastiff, and legend has it that this mastiff has an extremely fierce temperament, and when it reaches adulthood, it can hunt grizzly bears, and it will replace the plateau wolf and polar tiger as the end of the food chain on the entire plateau.

Thinking of this, Meng Que nodded and said, "If this black mastiff is the mastiff of the mastiff, it is really not easy to deal with it." What's more, although Tang Lang has the power of dragon blood, he has not learned the Murong family's 'Giant Spirit Divine Skill', so he will naturally look embarrassed when dealing with the mastiff among the mastiffs. ”

The black giant mastiff was approaching step by step, and when he saw that Tang Lang was about to be thrown out of the car, suddenly Tang Lang's hand sprinkled a handful of white powder, and as soon as the powder was sprinkled out, after the wind blew, the black giant mastiff's eyes were immediately stimulated. It took seven or eight steps back, retracted to the back of the car, and barked wildly.

The continuous barking of the dog attracted the attention of the truck driver, who listened carefully and found that the sudden barking of the dog was indeed sounded behind his car, so he looked behind him through the rearview mirror. I was startled when I saw that there were three people standing faintly on the top of the truck, and I didn't know what they were doing.

The driver was furious, stopped the car, pulled out a steel pipe from behind the seat, and prepared to teach the three chicken thieves behind him a hard lesson. But as soon as he opened the car door, he suddenly felt a strong pressure in the air, which almost made it difficult for him to breathe.

Murong Shanhuan on the roof of the car was the first to spot the driver, and immediately drank a sentence and said, "It's none of your business, get out!" ”

The driver was so frightened by his words that his face turned pale, and when he saw the huge mastiff beside him, he didn't have time to think of anything in his mind, pulled out his legs, and ran away.

As soon as the truck stopped, it was better to do it.

"Despicable fellow, even when you fight with dogs, you have to use such three indiscriminate things! You should have died a long time ago. Murong Shanhuan scolded angrily, and his body moved, floating towards Tang Lang like a gust of wind.

Tang Lang had traveled a long distance all the way, and the strength in his body had not recovered much, plus he had not learned the Murong family's "Giant Spirit Divine Skill", as soon as he saw Murong Shanhuan floating towards him, he was so frightened that he immediately hid behind Meng Que with a single step on his legs.

"The surname is Meng, do you really not do it?"