The entrance of the funeral home

"Qi Chen and I, that's old enemies. He died so happily, I will definitely come to the pillar incense to celebrate the good news.

You say, right? ”

Li Mingyou's face was full of perverseness, he looked at the two female streamers in front of him, although whether it was Zhou Mi or Li Yue, who was in her forties, they were all good-looking.

But Li Mingyou is a first-line artist after all, and he was born in the country of sticks.

The whole earth, the country of plastic surgery recognized by almost everyone.

Beauty, that's naturally a lot. Although many of them are artificial, they do not affect the perception.

In addition, in He Xueqiang's death and "The Masked Singer", it was because of Qi Chen that he lost face and lost his majesty.

Even the popularity in China has been seriously affected.

In particular, on the masked singer, Qi Chen also openly scolded them for sticking to the country.

Now that Qi Chen has just died, how can he not come to join in the fun with such an exciting thing.

"What Brother Mingyou said is that such a happy thing, how can we not come."

Behind him, a group of artists from the stick country who came to China laughed one after another.

The entrance of the funeral home

Li Yue'e frowned, and a sharp light shot out of her eyes.

Looking at the disgusting looks of Li Mingyou and others, her heart was full of murderous intent.

Her right hand was raised slightly, and the silver hairpin on the back of her head appeared in her hand again.

As the former emperor of the world's killer world, she was able to reach such a high status not by mercy.

Rather, it is a kill that steps on a target with an opponent.

You know, when she and Qi Tian had just escaped from Siberia and joined the world killer world,

It survives by taking on the killer mission.

In the three years between the two of them entering the killer realm and establishing the Heavenly Court, she and Qi Tian have received a total of 354 tasks.

Mission completion rate, 100 percent.

Next to Li Yue, at the moment when her killing intent had just risen, Zhou Mi had already noticed it.

She was horrified.

She didn't expect that Qi Chen's mother's evil spirit was actually a few points stronger than Qi Chen, the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance.

Her face changed slightly.

Before Li Yue'e made a move, she suddenly stepped out,

In the next second, she had already appeared in front of Li Mingyou.

Handkerchief~

A crunch sounded in the air.

All the passers-by were dumbfounded, and they all stared at the door of the funeral home with wide eyes.

They couldn't have imagined that the beautiful women who looked delicate and glamorous would be so unambiguous when they started to move.

For a moment, all the passers-by fell silent.

Li Mingyou and a group of stick countrymen behind him were also full of horror on their faces.

Especially Li Mingyou, he subconsciously covered his right cheek, and looked at Zhou Mi with resentment in his eyes.

In the next second, like a crazy madman, he raised his leg and kicked Zhou Qi in front of him.

What pity and cherishing jade, what can't beat women in Huaxia, Li Mingyou all left it behind.

Now, he just wants to vent, he just wants revenge.

Bang......

But many times, the gap between reality and ideals is huge.

Before Li Mingyou's legs were raised, Zhou Mi's right palm pushed forward sharply.

Tai Chi Xuangong's internal strength exploded violently.

Li Mingyou's whole person flew directly backwards and crashed into the stick country artist behind him.

Bang bang bang......

Several sounds sounded in a row, and a six-stick national artist, all with their buttocks to the ground, fell into pieces.

"Poof...... Hahaha, I'm happy to die, the men of the stick country, sure enough, they are all sissies, and the girls gently pushed, and they all fell. ”

"Oh, sure enough, you can't marry a man from the stick country, otherwise you will have this physical strength, tsk."

"It's a shame, if this were me, I would have bought a piece of tofu and killed it."

The passers-by around let out a whole laugh, and they pointed to the six stick Chinese artists on the ground, dressed in the shape of human dogs, and laughed.

The corners of Zhou Mi's mouth curled slightly, and she turned around

suddenly

She saw that Li Yue'e at the door was looking at her with a playful expression.

And the silver hairpin in Li Yue's hand has been reinserted into the back of her head at some point.

Under Li Yue'e's playful eyes, Zhou Mi couldn't help but flash a trace of embarrassment on her face.

She knew that her rash move had been seen through by Li Yue.

……

"What's going on? Brother and sister, is Li Mingyou coming to make trouble again, don't worry, I'm really here, he Li Mingyou ......"

In the funeral home, Li Mingyou's arrogant words were heard.

Luo Zhen's eyes were full of anger, and he and Zhao Ying'er's cars and bodyguards were all outside.

I thought it was foolproof, and no one would dare to make trouble in Huaxia again.

Unexpectedly, Li Mingyou's group of sticks were so arrogant that they completely ignored his identity as a king.

As soon as he could, he put down the conversation with others and rushed out directly.

At the same time, he was also afraid that Li Mingyou would be disrespectful to Qi Chen's brother's mother and wife.

But when he came out, he found that the picture was completely opposite to what he expected.

At the scene, Li Yue, who thought she would be humiliated, was already Zhou Mi, and she was indifferent at this time.

On the contrary, Li Mingyou, who had just spoken arrogantly, was waiting for the sticks, all lying on the ground at this time, with a red face.

For a moment, everyone was the king of Luo Tian, and he was also slightly stunned.

"Ah~ I'm going to kill you, stinky cousin."

After Luo Zhen was stunned, Li Mingyou had already gotten up and rushed towards Li Yue'e and Zhou Mi at the door.

In his hand, a roadside stone was clenched by him.

"Uncle Wang, are you blind!"

Seeing this, Luo Zhen's face changed slightly, and he yelled at his bodyguard captain.

Bang~

Outside the convoy, the captain of the bodyguard in a black suit, the moment he heard Luo Zhen's words, his right hand stretched out into his arms like lightning.

A pistol appeared in his hand.

He didn't say a word, and it was a shot in the sky.

"Ah~ guns, run, I'm going to die."

The crowd of onlookers around them, the moment they heard the gunshots, they all scattered.

Li Mingyou, whose eyes were blood-red and rushed towards Zhou Mi, the moment he heard the gunshot, the blood in his eyes quickly faded.

The whole person is directly fixed in place.

The stone fell from his hand.

His body trembled slightly.

He was scared, in this world, there is no one who does not cherish his life, especially him, a first-line artist who enjoys a wealth far beyond the vast majority of people, and attaches more importance to life.

At the moment when the gunshot rang out, the thought of coming to the funeral scene to make trouble in his mind suddenly disappeared.

He even regretted his stupid decision, knowing that the two heavenly kings were here, and they were going to collide with the iron-headed baby.

"Brother Mingyou, we ...... Let's go back. They have guns. ”

"Brother Mingyou~"

Behind him, five artists from the country of sticks, they looked at Li Mingyou's back, and their voices were crying.

They were really afraid that Li Mingyou would be stunned, knowing that there were guns and still messing around.

At this time, in the funeral home, almost all the guests rushed to the door.

Jia Tingting, Di Xue and her parents, Zhou Mi's parents and sister, Ouyang Qingqing, the head of the six major factions, the president of the Natural Association, the head of the Department of Chemistry, the three masters of the Department of Physics, etc.

Li Mingyou saw so many people and knew that he had brought humiliation on himself today.

But his heart was still full of grievances, looking at the people at the door of the funeral home, he couldn't help but yell:

"You Chinese people, don't you just bully the weak stick country that knows how to bully more and bully less.

This is the so-called state of etiquette, and in my opinion, it is called bullying the weak and fearing the hard.

What kind of ability is it to bully our sticks.

If you are really strong, you will be arrogant in front of the American emperor.

If it's really awesome, go and blow up the Kashiwa Palace of the American Emperor.

What you did to me today, I will definitely sue the embassy, you wait for me. ”

Li Mingyou stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhou Mi and the others. Then he turned to the five stick artists behind him, winced, and prepared to leave.

At this time, next to the funeral home, the voice of a news host came from the TV of a convenience store.

"In the past five minutes, the Kashiwa Palace of the United States has been bombed by [step control elements].

The entire Kashiwa Palace was razed to the ground, and the number of casualties is being counted......"

The moment he heard the news, Li Mingyou was stunned in disbelief.

(End of chapter)