The staff is not an official position, so it is a little better than ordinary doormen. After all www.biquge.info most of the doormen are hard-working people, and the staff rely on their tongues.

Su Zhenhong opened his mouth to let a champion Lang be a staff member, and the intention can be imagined. To put it bluntly, it's all an insult.

But as long as Chen Sanlang says the word "no", he is afraid that he will be imprisoned immediately, or even fall to the ground.

Everyone is looking at Chen Sanlang, to see how he responds, is it a complete tile, or a broken jade?

"Your Excellency!"

Everyone didn't wait for Chen Sanlang's response, they first heard a delicate call, the voice seemed to be demonic, making people's hearts ripple, their bones were soft, and their whole bodies were fluttering and about to fly.

I saw a beautiful woman swaying into the hall, full of splendor, and it seemed that it had become a little dimmed.

Among the people present, some of them have already seen this woman, even so, at first sight, they still can't help but have a dry mouth, and there is an evil fire rushing under their crotch.

What is a stunner?

This woman in front of her is definitely a living role model.

Su Zhenhong stood up and strode up to support her: "My little lady, why are you here?"

The little lady frowned and said angrily: "The adults don't like it, so the slave family will leave." ”

"No, no, I like it, I like it so much. ”

Su Zhenhong hurriedly begged for mercy and helped the woman sit down.

Over there, Lin Ruhai couldn't help but shake his head, as long as this woman appeared, Su Zhenhong would become confused and confused, and he was afraid that he wouldn't even remember his surname.

Gentle Township is a hero's mound, how can such a woman who is so obsessed with women be in charge of the city?

The little lady came to the table, looking forward to it, charming, and shining. Many people were so excited by her that they hurriedly lowered their heads and didn't dare to look at each other, for fear that they couldn't help but feel like they would make something out of the ordinary.

In the end, his bright eyes fell on Chen Sanlang, and he said delicately: "This one must be the world-famous champion Lang, he is really a handsome man, and the slave family respects you a cup." ”

As he spoke, he poured a full glass of wine, got up and left his seat, and walked towards Chen Sanlang.

This act made everyone feel both angry and jealous. Anger is for Su Zhenhong, an adult's woman, acting like a woman in public, it is tantamount to flirting with Chen Sanlang. As for jealousy, as the saying goes, "beautiful and delicious", but why didn't you fancy yourself?

The little lady walked up to Chen Sanlang, pursed her lips and smiled, fragrant: "Zhuangyuanlang, please!"

The aroma, extraordinarily rich, intangible and qualitative, went straight to Chen Sanlang's mouth and nose.

Chen Sanlang suddenly made a move, and slapped this woman in the face.

Syllable!

Qingyue's loud slap knocked everyone stupid.

What's going on?

Is Chen Sanlang going to be reversed?

But just in the flash of light, everyone saw that Chen Sanlang's entourage also moved, he was standing in the corner, quite far away, but he moved extremely fast, and he didn't know where to take out a talisman and slapped it on the woman.

"Ahh

The charming little lady let out an angry howl, and her voice was terrible, completely different from the human voice. Under the roar, there are cowardly people who collapse on the ground.

Lin Menghai was already sitting next to Chen Sanlang, he was so frightened that he couldn't figure out what was going on, when he saw Mei Jiaoniang turn around, a pair of eyes had become red, as if blood was flowing out of the eyes.

Swish!

As soon as she stretched out her hand, she pinched Lin Menghai's neck, who had no time to dodge.

With a click, the neck snapped.

Lin Menghai didn't blink his eyes, his pupils were filled with countless unwillingness, doubts, and fears......

He is full of strategy and resourcefulness, and in the future, he wants to rise to the top, and the man who is flying yellow and prosperous wants to dominate Laoshan Mansion, no, even the people who dominate Yongzhou, and they are all lost here.

This killer, where is still some jade arm and wrist, the spikes are protruding, and the appearance is very hideous and terrifying.

"Kill, kill!"

Someone screamed.

Su Zhenhong was full of excitement, as if he had a dream, and only then did he wake up a little, and quickly touched it, only to find that he didn't have weapons with him at all, so he also hurriedly shouted: "Come on, come on!"

He had already ambushed a hundred sword and axe men in advance, and at this time he rushed in. These people were originally going to deal with Chen Sanlang, but when they came in, they saw that a behemoth was killing at the banquet, and they were immediately stunned.

It is said that just now, a talisman slapped on the woman's back, causing the true form of this man to be revealed. The talisman wasn't weak, but the damage it did was nothing.

The Taoist priest had already expected it, and pulled Chen Sanlang to the side: this wingman has become a climate, and it is by no means comparable to ordinary monsters, he has no confidence to kill at all, even if he joins forces with Chen Sanlang, he is afraid that he will not be able to do it, so it is better to avoid the edge for the time being.

Exactly a few hundred axemen came in, and they could resist for a while.

Su Zhenhong came back to his senses a little, pointed at the witch in his original form, and roared: "Kill her, kill her!"

At this time, there were already four or five people who died at the hands of the witch, including the patriarch of the family and Su Zhenhong's henchmen.

The witch's main purpose was to hunt down and kill Chen Sanlang and the two, but the two had already planned and only went to the crowd, and the few poor guys who couldn't figure out the situation became shields.

The death of these people, of course, will not make Chen Sanlang feel unhappy. In fact, these are also part of his plan a long time ago.

The knife and axe hands swarmed up, and the sword and axe in their hands desperately beckoned to the witch. They are all selected elite armor, which is naturally much inferior to the Yuan family's Tiger Weiwei, but they can already be called elite soldiers, and every time they shoot, they can cause damage.

Hundreds of people are connected together, and there is a faint tendency to kill and kill, and their own blood is steaming.

These all gave the witch a certain degree of suppression.

Over there, Xiaoyao Fudao didn't forget to fly out a talisman from time to time, specifically attacking the witch's vital point.

Chen Sanlang had already come to Su Zhenhong's side at this time, and the military general who had experienced the battlefield was shocked and asked, "Chen Zhuangyuan, Zhuangyuanlang, what's going on......"

Chen Sanlang replied: "If you are not wrong, this is the Shura Witch, who incarnated as a beauty, deliberately to confuse adults. ”

Thinking of the joy of day and night, the object of conquest and pleasure is such a person, Su Zhenhong only felt a faint pain somewhere, and he wanted to die.

He was sucked a large amount of yang essence blood by the witch, and most of his body had been hollowed out, and he was dizzy and dizzy from this blow, and he almost couldn't stand steadily.

The others were no better, all of them were earthy and panicked. Some hid under the table, and some ran straight out of the door.

Xiaoyao Fudao came to Su Zhenhong, raised his hand, and a dust brush appeared in his hand: "Master Su, now you have woken up?"

Being swept by thousands of strands in front of him, Su Zhenhong was confused for a while, and then cried bitterly: "I know my mistake, ask the Taoist to save me." ”

The Taoist priest and Chen Sanlang looked at each other and smiled, and the development of the situation was under control.

But at this moment, the Shura Witch over there roared wildly, and killed the two blocking sword and axe hands, and her hideous body rushed straight at her. (To be continued.) )