Chapter Forty-Four: Smash Varudo!
After this series of operations was completed, Wang Er threw away Yu Xiaogang, who fell into a coma, and was rescued by him, this old boy was no longer in danger of life, but just overdrew some of his life.
As soon as his right hand was raised, Tang San was pulled by gravity towards him, the speed was not too fast, mainly because he was afraid that if he was not careful, Tang San would be pulled out by gravity.
However, it also happened to give the Notting City Lord a chance, and the route Tang San flew over passed through the landing point where he had just been shot away.
With a broken arm and a bloody body, the Notting City Lord only had one breath left, but he still did not get out of the state of martial soul possession.
At the moment when Tang San passed by his side, the Notting City Lord intercepted Tang San on the spot with a move of "Vicious Dog Pounce", and held him in his arms, the only remaining hand choked Tang San's neck.
"Jiji, no wonder this kid has no scruples about doing things and dares to kill my son, it turns out that he has such a powerful background.
Haha, no wonder, can crush me, and bring the dead back to life, at least it's Contra, right? ”
The embarrassed Lord of Notting seemed to be in a good mood, and he didn't have the consciousness of the end of the road at all.
Wang Er withdrew his right hand that summoned Tang San, and watched with interest as the Notting City Lord who was carefully pinching Tang San, as if he had grabbed the entire world.
"Yo, you deserve to be the lord of the city, you have a good eye.
But since you found that the actual gap is so big, why do you feel like you're in a good mood? ”
Wang Er was very puzzled, his appearance directly seized the decision of the Notting City Lord in this battle, but it seemed that after his appearance, this old boy and new youth were better.
The Notting City Lord didn't hide it at all, but the only remaining wolf claw tightened Tang San's neck in his arms even more.
"Of course, if my son was killed by a pariah, it would be a disgrace, but in the hands of someone of your rank, it would be bad luck.
Time is also fate, this game of the old man admitted, can take away the descendants of a strong man before he dies, there is a profit! ”
The Notting City Lord contracted his wolf claws, and blood began to ooze from Tang San's neck.
"Smash Varudo!"
Time stood still, and only Wang Er could move in the whole world, and then he walked to the Notting City Lord, pulled Tang San out from under the wolf's claws, and put it back in a small dirt bag.
After doing all this, Wang Er snapped his fingers, everything returned to normal, and the world returned to normal operation.
"Boom!"
The Notting City Lord over there was still laughing wildly, and the wolf claws gradually increased their strength.
Forehead......
Suddenly, the city lord of Notting found that the feeling was completely wrong, with the sharpness of the wolf's claws, cutting into a person's skin should be a stinging feeling, but now it looks like cutting tofu dregs?
When I looked down, I saw that I was holding a large dirt bag in my arms, which had been crushed by the wolf's claws.
The first Buddha of the main qi of Notting City ascended to heaven, and the second Buddha was born, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out on the spot.
"Monster, you're a monster!"
The city lord of Notting, who had always behaved very much in line with a heroic temperament just now, pointed at Wang Er in a panic at this time and squeaked and screamed, looking like he had seen a ghost.
can't beat Wang Er, and even be tortured and killed, this is something that the city lord of Notting can understand, after all, there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world.
But with such an outrageous method, he had been crisscrossing the Douluo Continent for many years, and he had never heard of such a bizarre ability.
It was also Tang San's luck, Wang Er had just bound the relationship with him, and he had drawn a gold stand-in in the first lottery, which can be called a bug.
Daddy said that only magic can defeat magic.
In fact, the supernatural ability is basically the same, but only the golden stand-in is the real ability, and only the stand-in messenger can fight against the stand-in messenger.
If it hadn't been for the stand-in messenger just now, it would have been possible to save Tang San later, who would have been seriously injured with a big gap in his neck.
When the time comes, you will have to overdraw your life like Yu Xiaogang to recover from your injuries, but don't think that you can grow up immediately, but you will become less white, and you will still be a six-year-old child.
"Grandma's Iron Drawing!"
The city lord of Notting kept screaming like a forced little girl, and he was really upset to listen to it, so Wang Er didn't bother to appear in front of people, and directly sent him to see his son.
After this big battle at the gate of Notting City, Yu Xiaogang and Tang San both fell into a coma due to their injuries, Wang Er had no choice but to put Xiao Wu on his neck and ride, a Yu Xiaogang in his left hand and Tang San in his right hand, dragging this group of oil bottles away in the night.
Although he is not afraid of revealing his identity, he is afraid of trouble, and the Martial Spirit Hall will not continue to hunt him down, but those bounty hunters must be salivating over him, and if he rashly reveals his identity, he feels that his leisurely life will be gone.
"Drive, drive!"
Xiao Wu has no heart or lungs, this series of changes did not leave any impact in her heart, riding on Wang Er's neck seemed to have found the feeling of galloping on a horse, very excited.
Xiao Wu's skin is so smooth and tender, Wang Er has a deep understanding, plus the miniskirt she wears, the contact area with Wang Er's neck is even larger.
Under the ups and downs, Wang Er is also a little angry, after all, no one is Yanagi Hui, this is a normal physiological reaction, not what Wang Er thinks about Xiao Lori.
Speaking of which, he actually hasn't even really touched Ah Yin, although he is the old king next door and has been misunderstood all day long, but in fact, Wang Er is still a very traditional and innocent person.
He is a married man with a family, so naturally he will not really mess with flowers and grass, at most he will take advantage of it outside.
And in terms of appearance and appearance, there is basically no one who can compare with his wife Bibi Dong, and Ah Yin is also slightly worse.
After all, Bibi Dong is outstanding not only in her appearance, but also in the bonus of her status as a pope.
The Pope of the Martial Spirit Hall is almost already the top seat at the peak of the Douluo Continent.
With Bibi Dong riding a horse galloping, there is naturally an additional desire to satisfy the limit of conquest.
Wang Erti slipped Tang San and Yu Xiaogang, thinking that it would be better to take them to the reclusive Tang Hao and Ah Yin to join them first, and finally to discuss in the long run.
As soon as he thought of sending Tang San, the kid, home for reunion, Wang Er naturally remembered that he hadn't been home for at least half a year, and that eye stone was also a red hair-dyeing danger reminder all day long, revealing Bibi Dong's gradually anxious mood over there.
Wang Er is actually quite young, and he and Bibi Dong are sisters and brothers, and even the goddaughter Qian Lingxue adopted by the two of them is only seven or eight years younger than Wang Er.
It is also strange to say that due to Wang Er's troubles, Qianjixun did not succeed and was castrated, but Qianrenxue still appeared as scheduled.
Now she is a sixteen-year-old slim girl, her mother died in childbirth since she was a child, and after the disappearance of a thousand diseases, the current Pope Bibi Dong and Wang Er took in such a goddaughter together.
It can be regarded as an alternative family of three, although Qianrenxue has always been called a godfather, but in fact, Wang Er's enlightened and humorous personality is different from the serious Bibi Dong, Qianrenxue has always treated this godfather as a brother.