Chapter Twenty-Four: Which Onion Are You?
Gu Qinghan didn't seem to be able to hear the meaning of Lin Shiyan's words, he said plainly and reasonably: "Ah, is there anything special?" β
Under the stunned gaze of everyone, Gu Qinghan grabbed Lin Shiyan's arm and slapped it away from Qin Zi's body.
is obviously just an ordinary newcomer, but he can ignore the energy revealed by Lin Shiyan, and it is easy to shoot off some dirty things.
"Heh... It's crazy and unbearable. A man's suppressed sneer suddenly came from the other end of the door, and under the dappled and dazzling lights, the burly figure said in a sarcastic tone, "Special? Which green onion do you think you count? β
Gu Qinghan put down his hand, looked sideways at the person whose figure had become blurred, and still asked rhetorically with that attitude that was not salty or light.
"Which green onion are you?"
Yes, Lin Shiyan is good, all of you here are good.
Even if it doesn't matter how strong you are, don't worry, you're messing with me and doing this kind of thing in front of me.
I can't stand it.
I can't help but look like you're superior.
The person at the gate walked forward, stared at Gu Qinghan and said, "I remember, you are the newcomer I saw today, didn't Yu Zhiqiu teach you some basic etiquette issues?" β
Gu Qinghan looked at those angry and gloomy eyes, suddenly laughed, and said slowly: "The crematorium called me just now. β
"What did you say?"
The man continued to approach.
Facing the menacing man, Gu Qinghan showed a dangerous smile: "He asked me, how familiar is your mother?" β
The man's full picture was finally revealed in the light and became clearly visible. The burly and inhuman body was like a mountain in front of Gu Qinghan, his hair was neatly combed back, and his cold and solemn face was daunting.
"Song Lang, why are you back?"
"Oh-" Gu Qinghan suddenly realized, it turned out to be this mourning star.
Ma Shasi, Song Lang.
In the organization, Song Lang's personality has always been the most difficult to get along with, and his way of doing things and personality also determine that he is the material of Ma Shasi.
Impulsive, extreme and stubborn, his eyes can only tolerate a strong person like Lin Shiyan, who has experienced dozens of scenes, and has leadership ability, which he can't accept anyone else.
And the uncertain factors in the two organizations, Yu Zhiqiu and Su Pei, are like time bombs for Song Lang, he can't deny the great ability of these two, but he can't recognize their identity as companions.
For a long time, the only people he respected were Lin Shiyan, and the founder who established the 'Song of Hell'. And now the founder has long become a story of the past, even if someone more powerful than Lin Shiyan comes to him, he will only give Lin Shiyan a good look.
Song Lang had just finished some of the things that Lin Shiyan had given him, and it took him three hours to rush back from Peizhou. But as soon as I opened the door, I saw that this arrogant newcomer actually slapped Lin Shiyan's hand away.
What is this?
A rookie who had only passed the scene once would dare to do this to the boss of the 'Song of Hell' that everyone had tacitly agreed to. Whoever does this kind of thing in front of him will make this unknown person pay the price.
So, in the shaky shadows, Song Lang twisted his wrist and sneered: "Your mouth is really under-torn." β
"Oh." Gu Qinghan shrugged indifferently, "So what?" If you don't answer, your mother will be scorched. β
Good, good...
He didn't care how Lin Shiyan was optimistic about this newcomer, and he didn't care whether Yu Zhiqiu would stop him.
Die for me, you cowardly of a woman.
So, there was a shrill cry in the wide hall, like a beast breaking free from its shackles, and layers of hideous and terrifying tattoos began to spread from his neck to the entire right arm.
Horse Shatter Division, only those with a strong physical body and state of mind can be awarded.
In the midst of the underworld, the two divisions of the ox and the horse are responsible for torturing the ghosts and making them suffer from hell.
In other words, people with this name are basically the same as mini-Titans.
"If you apologize now..."
"I've decided, let's give your mom a full cook." Gu Qinghan waved his hand to interrupt his words and said nonchalantly.
The anger that made him unbearable finally erupted, and the air made a loud noise as if someone had been pinched and exploded. Song Lang's right arm was slowly raised, and his palm was spread out and slapped towards Gu Qinghan.
The clapping that seemed to be normal contained enough power to smash the bones into pieces, and under the invisible wave of qi, Song Lang sneered, as if he had seen Gu Qinghan smash half of his body by him.
Howeverβ
At this moment, something unexpected happened to Song Lang, and the palm containing dark energy actually dissipated the moment it touched Gu Qinghan's body.
"I advise you not to move, not even blinking."
In an instant, the other hand had already pressed on the back of Song Lang's heart.
At this moment, all this has become dispensable for Song Lang. Yu Zhiqiu's hand just pressed there to give him the feeling that his heart had been pulled out by her, and he didn't continue to do it because he knew that the formed killing intent would solve him faster. His throat, his ribs, and even his whole body were wrapped in this killing intent, and as long as he moved, he would be cut to pieces on the spot.
This is the first time that he has come to the organization to meet Yu Zhiqiu and has endured such a full-fledged killing intent face-to-face.
For others, what just happened was even more bizarre.
Because they all clearly saw that Song Lang's attack "failed".
And Yu Zhiqiu only made a move after this, so at that point in time, only Gu Qinghan himself could do this.
This kind of thing happens to a newcomer, and they can't believe it but have to believe it.
Under Lin Shiyan's gaze, Yu Zhiqiu withdrew his hand and returned to the sofa.
"Ah Lang, you're too impulsive."
Under Song Lang's puzzled gaze, Lin Shiyan walked towards Gu Qinghan, stretched out his hand and said: "My 'trial' will not bring her any substantial harm, if there is anything that makes you feel wrong, I apologize to you." β
"At the beginning, Yu Zhiqiu kept asking you to join us, and I didn't understand it at the time, but now... I think everybody has figured it out. β
"Brother Lin!"
Lin Shiyan waved his hand and stopped Song Lang with his eyes: "Do you think we helped him?" How he dodged that blow, and whether there was anyone to help him, I think you know best. β
He turned his head to look at Yu Zhiqiu, and said helplessly: "I admit defeat, I admit that you did give me a big surprise, and all the members of the 'Hell Song' welcomed such a companion. β
"Hey, an afterthought." Yu Zhiqiu took a sip and turned his middle finger towards them in turn.
"You're welcome to hell, then."