"Click"

The silver collar directly stuck Zhuang Bifan's neck, and silver light flowed out like an electric current, directly sealing Zhuang Bifan's body.

"What the hell is going on? Why can't my body move?"

Zhuang Bifan was stunned for an instant, desperately trying to struggle, but he couldn't even move a finger.

Those silver currents are not real currents, and what they exude is a mysterious power that cannot be explained by earthlings!

"I don't know" Lan Mengchen was also frightened, such a scene was really unseen and unheard of.

"Zhuang Bifan, it's time for our enmity to settle down!"

An old, hoarse voice rang out, and the door was pushed open.

A figure wearing a black robe, black boots, black gloves, and a grimace mask walked in.

There is no doubt that this is Chen Xiaobei who uses Miaoyin to perceive the changing voice.

The nocturnal ghost clothes eliminate the stealth state, and in the dark room, it is like an inexplicable evil ghost, extremely cautious.

And that silver collar is the Heavenly Court Dog collar given by the Roaring Heavenly Dog!

Although it is also a disposable item, it can trap people like a dog!

Once the enemy is trapped, they will not be able to move freely for an hour!

"I don't know who you are, when did you have a grudge with you, what kind of enmity was you"

Zhuang Bifan was confused, racking his brains and couldn't think of when he had provoked such a master?

You must know that Guiyanzhuang seems to be calm, but in fact it is heavily guarded.

Not only are there a large number of guards, but there are also many masters with outstanding strength.

This man in black can come here silently! He also has a silver collar, something that cannot be explained by common sense!

There is no doubt that this is definitely an out-of-this-world master!

"Senior, don't come here, we have something to discuss, I can apologize to you, I can give you money and beauty, as long as you let me go, it's easy to say!"

Zhuang Bifan was scared, his pupils shrunk, his forehead was sweating, and his hands and feet were cold, as if he was not facing a person, but a cold god of death!

After all, at this moment, he couldn't even move a finger, and his life was completely pinched in the hands of the other party.

It's not strange if you're not afraid!

Ding Xiu is: the peak of Qi training, physique: 20,000, combat effectiveness: 20,000!

Nether eyes swept away.

Chen Xiaobei couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

It's really funny that a big master with 20,000 combat power was scared like a dog by himself.

"Lan Mengchen, you go over to accompany my seniors!

Zhuang Bifan saw that Chen Xiaobei was unmoved, so he could only roar as a dead horse doctor: "Lan Mengchen! What are you still doing in a daze? If I have three long and two short, the Lan family will bury me! Grandma likes you! But my father's temper, you should know very well, I am not joking with you!"

"I'll go" Lan Mengchen's little face was pale, and his eyes were already red.

Grievances, sadness, despair, but who to talk to?

The weight of fate is impossible to resist!

"Senior! Look at this girl, are you not satisfied? This face, this figure, will never lose to Longdu Shuangjiao! The most important thing is that she is still a place! I will now dedicate her to you to enjoy! We have something to discuss!"

Zhuang Bifan's face was full of flattery.

There is no doubt that he has no feelings for Lan Mengchen, and in order to protect himself, he can sell Lan Mengchen casually.

"Livestock!"

Chen Xiaobei's anger was already burning, and when he heard this, he exploded directly.

"Bang Bang Bang"

Chen Xiaobei didn't say a word, pinched Zhuang Bifan's neck with one hand, and rounded his arm with the other, just a big ear scraper thrown over!

Chen Xiaobei's 5700 combat power broke out in full swing!

The Desolate Ancient Witch God Transformation Divine Determination was blessed at the same time, raising the combat power to 7600!

Every slap in the face has been full of true energy!

Although Zhuang Bifan's physique has reached 20,000 strength, this is like an adult being beaten by a child with some strength.

Although it is not a serious injury, pain and minor injuries are inevitable.

"Whew"

Zhuang Bifan was whipped and screamed.

In addition to the pain, these slaps caused serious damage to Zhuang Bifan's heart!

As the heir of the banker, he has been held like a baby since he was a child, and he can walk sideways wherever he goes.

In addition, his own cultivation is also a first-class existence among the younger generation of Longdu.

Growing up, he has never been beaten!

Not to mention being slapped in the face by a big-eared scraper!

For him, this is definitely a great shame and the biggest stain on his life.

Even if he inherits everything from the family in the future and becomes the existence of the top layer of the Huaxia pyramid, this stain will never be washed away!

If this spreads, even the entire dealer will lose face!

"Someone help, uh"

Zhuang Bifan's heart had collapsed and he shouted desperately.

However, as soon as he shouted, he was pierced by a silver needle into a special acupuncture point next to his throat, and he couldn't even make a sound in an instant.

Immediately afterward, four more silver needles pierced his eyes and ears, blocking his sight and hearing.

In the end, Chen Xiaobei took out nine different silver needles and stabbed them on Zhuang Bifan's nine big points.

"Uhh

In an instant, Zhuang Bifan trembled wildly, as if he was smoking a sheep, shaking and foaming at the mouth.

The green tendons on his forehead burst out, and he was covered in cold sweat like rain.

Even if you can't hear his screams, you can imagine that he is being tormented by a terrible and inhumane extreme pain at this moment!

That's right! The nine silver needles in the back are the life-killing silver needles used by Mama Rong!

In the past, with only one piece, it was possible to make people so painful that they only wanted to die.

Today, Chen Xiaobei laid nine roots at a time, which can definitely make Zhuang Bifan cool to the deepest part of his soul!

"This"

Seeing the scene in front of him, Lan Mengchen's heart was relieved!

She wanted to cheer and laugh!

But she didn't dare!

"Senior, please don't kill him, if he dies, my family will be in great trouble."

Lan Mengchen bit his lip tightly and looked at Chen Xiaobei with pleading eyes.

I hope that this senior master with well-known means can open up the net.

"Silly girl, with me, the Lan family will never be in a big disaster!"

Chen Xiaobei changed his voice and slowly took off the grimace mask!

"Little North !!"

Lan Mengchen couldn't believe his eyes.

Seeing the familiar face behind the mask, it was as if I saw an infinite ray of hope.

Despair melts like an iceberg.

Lan Mengchen felt like he had escaped from hell, and every pore of his body was jubilant!

couldn't help himself for a while, Lan Mengchen rushed over directly and hugged Chen Xiaobei tightly.