Feng Lang opened his eyes.

It's a strange sky.

The blue sky and white clouds are just right.

His mind was a mess right now.

Shaking his head, memories gradually emerged.

He remembered that he seemed to have been killed by the tentacle monster that Steward Liu of the An Mansion had turned into just now.

The last thing I saw before he died was the back of Wang Quan running away.

His body trembled slightly, and he still remembered the despair of being slowly suffocated by the tentacles.

Yourself this is ...... Didn't die?

Just thinking about it, the blue sky and white clouds in his line of sight were obscured by an upside-down head.

"Yo, you're awake?"

Feng Lang was stunned for a moment, trying to remember in his mind who this familiar guy was.

Then his eyes widened, and then he turned to rage.

Then, in a state of extreme anger, he stood up with a carp and firmly grasped the guy's tie, "Wang Quan! You're killing us! ”

can make Feng Lang, who has always been calm, scold after being broken defense, it is obvious that Wang Quan's previous behavior of running away directly penetrated his mental defense.

And in a state of extreme rage, he exploded to his potential.

Because it only took him 2.7 seconds to complete the above 91 words.

"Let go of it!" Wang Quan shook off his hand, and said angrily while arranging his tie, "I really don't know the hearts of good people, I didn't save you, you would have died in that underground secret room!" I'm going to kill you, and I'm going to make you fart with me here? ”

Feng Lang was stunned, then squatted down and slapped Lechuan.

"I'm grass! Who hit me! ”

Feng Lang withdrew his hand and stood up.

If you can feel the pain, it means that you are really not dead.

He remembered very well that at that time, Lechuan set up a FLAG, and then he was hit in the head by the monster Steward Liu's tentacle, and he was absolutely dead.

But look at how this guy is alive and kicking now...... Nine out of nine are fine.

But I have to test him to see if he is really Lechuan or fake Lechuan.

There is no way, he committed "true and false Wang Quan PTSD".

Stretching out his hand to pull up Lechuan, by the way, after the other three people except the gambler woke up and got up, Feng Lang said tentatively: "What is the next sentence of 'Xiongguan Mandao is really like iron'?" ”

Lethe replied in seconds, "Now we are stepping forward from the beginning!" I will! By the way, Brother Feng, am I not dead! Could it be that after the death of 'Hell', there is an operation to resurrect 'Hellwalker'? How many of you have resurrected me? ”

"No, it's all thanks to Wang Quan." Feng Lang was relieved.

The word was written in 1935, and now it's 1927 in the world of copies, and the aborigines will certainly not know about it.

For example, Wang Quan, he held his chest high and looked proud.

Obviously, he only understood Feng Lang's later words.

Feng Lang patted Lechuan, and Lechuan immediately reacted, smiled and leaned over to grasp Wang Quan's hand, and said enthusiastically: "Brother Quan!" Thank you so much! I'm doomed without you! ”

"Where, there." Wang Quan's face was full of embarrassment, "Actually, it's not good~ My ability is too wasteful!" If you give a little effort, you won't experience death once! ”

Classic advantage blame!

The corners of his mouth are almost grinning to the back of his head!

Although in fact, he didn't understand the situation, and Miss An couldn't be contacted, but this didn't prevent him from using this matter to pretend to be a wave first.

Will it be exposed later, at least now I have to get the trust of this group of guys, and I was stabbed in the back by them for some reason.

Feng Lang whispered in front of Wang Quan: "I'm a hellwalker, ask him if he has a special ability, this is a copy world, be more enthusiastic, ask him what the specific use of his ability is, I'm from 2020." ”

In order to take advantage of the shielding effect of "hell" on the aborigines, Feng Lang had to intersperse a lot of "super travel" content in one sentence.

Lethe nodded.

Listening to their "loud conspiracy in person", Wang Quan's calves and stomach began to tremble.

These guys are also overjoyed...... It's really hard to hold back laughter.

Fortunately, he is also a man who listens to Lao Guo's cross talk and falls asleep every night, and his tolerance for laughter is not low.

But they asked about their abilities......

Wang Quan began to think about how to make it up.

He came up with a great idea.

But just as he was about to speak, a roar rang out.

"Wang Quan?! You're dead! ”

Wang Quan turned his head and faced the gambler's angry face.

Wang Quan is a little inexplicable, what has this guy been through? Why are you so angry with yourself?

Before, it could be understood that he trusted the shield of "Hell" too much, and he thought he was a "Hell Walker", so he looked down on the "natives".

Now he dares to tear his face directly with himself?

However, Wang Quan didn't open his mouth to sneer, just looked at him lightly.

It may be that the muzzle of the M4A1 in the hands of gamblers is more deterrent......

cough, the main reason is that Wang Quan doesn't want to tear his face with this group of tool people who have been appointed by him.

It's not cowardice!

"Are you crazy?!"

Feng Lang was also taken aback, and then immediately put down the gambler and confiscated his gun with Gou Tu.

Then he immediately turned around and apologized to Wang Quan, "Ah Quan, I'm sorry, he may have been stimulated, you have a lot of adults, don't be like him." ”

"Don't blame him." Wang Quan sighed, his expression apologetic, "It's also that I'm young and ignorant, when his sister married someone else as a concubine, I was confused for a while, and in order to take revenge, I snatched his beloved childhood sweetheart." This is actually why he went to study in the West. ”

He looked down at the gambler and sighed: "But you don't have to worry too much, Xiaofang and I didn't end up together, although she was pregnant with my child, but because I didn't make a fortune at the beginning, she finally married the old man as a concubine with a child."

"Just behind your sister, we're actually on one side."

He's always been able to arch the fire.

The gambler was slaughtered by Feng Lang's dog, and the two of them pressed their backhands on the ground and kept struggling, scolding while struggling, "you, Wang Quan!" you, little concubine! your childhood sweetheart! ”

Does he care about this shit background!

Feng Lang frowned and said, "Don't forget that we are Hell Walkers who have come to do the mission!" Don't get too deep into the play! ”

He is also a temptation to test whether this gambler who has been reminded by "hell" that he is "dead" is a real gambler.

Don't ask, it's "Wang Quan PTSD".

"Of course I know I'm a hellwalker!" The gambler struggled a few more times and didn't break free, and scolded, "It's Wang Quan who killed me!" He's not human at all! It's useless for me to shoot him! And he understands what we say! The shield of 'hell' is useless to him! If you don't believe it, just shoot him a few times and try it! ”

'No way!' Hell is invincible! Feng Lang subconsciously retorted.

However, he hesitated, but still raised his head and said to Lechuan: "Lechuan, you come, I won't scold." ”

Lethe opened his mouth, but still shouted Brother Quan.

After Wang Quan looked at it, he smacked his lips and said cautiously in a flattering tone: "Brother Quan, your Ding Ding is only three centimeters." ”

Wang Quan: "......"

He showed a kind smile and nodded slightly, his tone as gentle as a spring breeze, "Thank you, you too." ”

Gassy! But keep smiling!

Gan!

Wait! Lethe, right? Everyone has a time when they are alone!

Lechuan and the others were stunned for a moment, and he subconsciously asked, "What is the same?" ”

"Just as handsome."

Feng Lang and the others all relaxed.

Lechuan breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and asked inadvertently, "Brother Quan, how did you save us?" ”

Wang Quan smiled slightly, and said the answer he had just made up, "Actually...... I have special powers, I can resurrect people who have been killed. ”