I took a look at this peachwood sword, of course, it can't be compared with my general's sword, I guess I can't even compare with the peachwood sword I used in the first place, but I'll use it, damn, who would have thought that I would meet a monster, I knew that I would go out with the general's sword.

Uncle Cong felt quite relaxed, and took out a cigarette and held it before walking towards the factory.

Uncle Cong pushed open the door, and I followed, and it was empty, about the size of three or four basketball courts, and there was nothing in it.

There are two figures, I take a closer look, one of them is not the monk Fang and who is it, paralyzed, I want to beat him, bastard, dare to use a fake to deceive me.

This monk Fang still had the Zen staff in his hand, as if he was trading, and as for the other person, when I looked at it, this person looked about twenty-four or five years old, wearing a gold-rimmed glasses, wearing a white casual suite, and he looked like a young man with a black suitcase in his hand.

Fang Shi could see that there was also an embarrassed look on our faces after we came in, and said in a suffrage, "Why are you two here!" ”

"Bastard, cheat me out of money, I have never been the only one who fools other people's money, paralyzed, give me the Zen staff." Uncle Cong in front of me reacted very violently, with an angry face, glaring at Fang Xuneng and scolding.

Fang Shineng's face flushed slightly, coughed and said, "Are you just talking about Zen staff, how do I know what kind of Zen staff you want!" ”

This bastard actually pretended to be confused with us, I snorted, but I was still not as excited as Uncle Cong, I said, "Okay, give us the real Zen staff, you can open it as much as you want!" ”

"This gentleman is bidding 150,000 yuan, you can be higher than this." Fang Shineng pointed to the young man in the suit and looked at us with a puzzled expression.

"Paralyzed, you dare to lie to me for a mere 150,000." Uncle Cong snorted and said contemptuously: "Lao Tzu is out of 160,000!" ”

When Fang Shineng heard this, he immediately showed a hesitant look on his face.

"Hey, let's interrupt, I'm too non-existent if I don't speak." The young man finally spoke, and with a smile on his face, he said, "Sir, it seems that we have already started trading, but it is not good for you to suddenly change hands now!" ”

"Which guy from the Red Door Inn are you?" Uncle Cong directly skipped Fang Xuneng and said to that guy: "Grab something with me Wu Zhicong, is it looking for death!" ”

"It turned out to be Mr. Wu Zhicong, but I heard about it from the third sister." The young man actually arched his hand and said: "That Wu Jiu calls me Zhuang Yuanlang, but I don't like that name very much, it's too ancient, I still prefer my English name, Lang, you can call me Mr. Lang!" ”

Lang, I'll go, what a strange name, Uncle Cong frowned, and said, "You are the champion Lang, the third master of the Red Gate Inn!" ”

"The three bosses are too cheesy, and I prefer a more modern voice, such as three bosses, or three shareholders or something." The young man, Sven, looked like a Doctor Turtle.

I frowned: "Cao, where did you get so many strange names, Fang Shineng, let me tell you, the person in front of you is a monster, if you don't want to die, hurry up and come over with a Zen staff!" ”

Fang Shi Neng glanced at me and pointed at this champion Lang and said: "You are a monster, this person's temperament is a rich man at a glance, don't want to use him as a monster to confuse me, I'm not stupid!" ”

"He's right, I'm a monster." Mr. Zhuang Yuanlang actually nodded, looked at Fang Shineng strangely and said, "If you have a good temperament, you can't be a monster!" ”

Fang Shineng is not a person anymore, and Zhuangyuan Langsheng is too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he snatched the Zen staff, and then handed a box of money to Fang Shineng and said: "You take the money and go, these two people will be about to rob things roughly, be careful of getting hurt when you fight!" ”

My day, how can I say that we are villains, he has become a great good man.

"Lots of nonsense." Uncle Cong bit his right finger, and then drew a Taiji diagram with his left hand, and read: "The divine soldier is as urgent as the law, drive away evil spirits, catch ghosts and kill goblins, give me the current." Then he slapped it at the champion.

Zhuang Yuanlang didn't dodge, after being hit, he took two steps back, and laughed strangely, slowly, his whole body actually rotted, and a foul smell suddenly came.

"Mom." Fang Xuneng was almost scared to death, and ran out of the factory with the box of money in his arms.

This champion turned out to be a corpse monster, yes, I had heard that the three masters of the Red Gate Inn were corpse monsters before, and the clothes on this guy's body were quickly corroded by the black blood on his body, and there was pus and blood all over his body, which looked very disgusting.

This guy looks a bit like a zombie in Resident Evil right now.

This champion Lang was knocked back two steps and didn't even attack, but said: "Let's discuss, it's better not to fight if you can't fight, it's the most interesting thing to fight and kill, otherwise when we resurrect the Black Mountain Lord and then give you the Zen staff, you see how this proposal is!" ”

"Hmph, you really think you can take this Zen staff with you." Uncle Cong snorted coldly and said to me: "Huizi, watch the exit, don't let this guy run away, watch me beat it up today!" ”

I nodded, this guy is disgusting, and he doesn't look weak, I can't hope for it.

I took two steps back, carefully guarding the exit, Uncle Cong rushed up directly, jumped up and kicked towards this champion Lang, Champion Lang did not hide, was kicked in the chest by Uncle Cong, and took several steps back.

This champion said innocently: "Otherwise, I'll let you beat you up like this, and then you let me take this Zen staff away, the third sister asked me to take it, if I don't take it back, I'll be scolded!" ”

"Grass, I don't believe you don't fight back." Uncle Cong became even more angry when he heard this, and a handsome roundabout kick kicked Zhuangyuanlang in the chest, but this Zhuangyuanlang really stood and let Uncle Cong fight, Uncle Cong didn't know why he didn't use the charm, and punched and kicked.

After a full minute of fighting, Uncle Cong was covered in sweat, so Zhuang Yuanlang grabbed the Zen staff and didn't let go, letting him fight.

Uncle Cong didn't fight anymore, panting, and scolded: "Paralyzed, don't fight, grass, what the hell, so resistant!" ”

"What's that, in fact, it doesn't hurt if you hit me." Zhuang Yuanlang asked weakly: "Have you fought enough, I'll leave when I've fought enough, the third sister is still waiting for me!" ”

My day, how can this champion give me a feeling of being dumbfounded, I really don't know how he became the third master in the Red Gate Inn of so many monsters,