At night, in an abandoned school playground, butt-to-butt, with two trucks on it. There is a thumb-thick steel wire connection in the middle of the pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info and in the middle of the wire is an ancient sword.

Wang Quan was surrounded by a crowd of minions and stood far away at the edge of the playground. His eyes were firmly fixed on the ancient sword in the middle of the wire, and his heart was full of anticipation.

The truck started.

The driver pressed the accelerator to the maximum again and again. "Zheng, Zheng, Zheng!" "The place where the wire and the carriage came into contact made a sound like it was about to break.

"Hard! Harder, harder, and you'll be coming out!" Wang Quanxiang was in front ......of the delivery bed, looking at his wife who had a difficult birth.

More than a dozen of his subordinates also tensed their bodies and shouted with him.

The driver pushed the throttle harder. They sense the urgency of the mother.

But the wind did not move.

"Stop. Stop. Stop. Wang Quan ordered the driver to stop.

The truck was so loud that I couldn't hear him at all. Two of his men rushed up and knocked on the car door, gesticulating.

The car stopped. Wang Quan was angry: "Did you all grow up eating? You can't use your brains, you can only use brute force? Give me a step back, step on the accelerator to the end, and then sprint!"

The driver only obeys. One of his minions stretched out his thumb from behind him and sneered: "The boss is smart, and such a good way can be imagined." The boss must have grown up eating Ganoderma lucidum, right? Otherwise, he would have eaten imported milk powder......

Wang Quan turned around and rolled his eyes: "Can Lingzhi be eaten as rice? Milk powder is made of milk, I want to eat this to grow up, won't I become a cow......?"

As he spoke, a violent chestnut fell like a storm, causing his subordinates to hold their heads in their hands, scream and run around the playground. While running, he distinguished: "Ox means strong, oops...... When you say you're a cow, you're not only smart, but you're ...... And it's awesome, boss, hey, don't fight, boss, boss......"

Wang Quan ignored him, put his hands together, and said: "Let you kid slap the sycophants, if you can't pull out this sword today, I will tie you to the tightrope and pull it out." ”

When his subordinates heard this, they were so frightened that they fell to the ground and pleaded: "The boss spares his life, the boss spares his life......"

The place where he knelt was right in front of a car, and at this time, the car was rushing forward with the full throttle, and Wang Quan saw that it was coming violently, and he didn't care about hitting people, so he flashed to the side.

When his subordinates saw him leave without saying a word, they jumped up and hugged his legs: "Please, boss, please, I am loyal to you, there is an eighty-year-old lady on the top, and there are eighteen children under me, who will raise them when I die!"

The car came so fast, in the blink of an eye, it had passed the length of the tightrope, but it showed no signs of stopping, and still kept its original speed and rushed forward.

"Pull it out! pull it out!" Wang Quan forgot that he was in danger and jumped up for joy.

He jumped a few times, and found that he couldn't jump at all, only to remember again that one leg was being held. It's not a big deal to be held in the leg, but at this time, being held in this kind of place is a fatal thing.

He looked down at his subordinate, the bright light of the headlights shining on his face, not much better than a ghost, tears spurting out of his tightly closed eyes, his mouth still holding the corners of his trousers, whining, and losing his mind.

Wang Quan kicked twice, and the other party was like a rubber man, not moving at all.

"Stop, stop, ......stop,

"Ahh......h

The truck rushed past where Mr. Wang and the two men were, out of the playground, and toward a dilapidated school building.

Trucks pass through the school building. "Boom ......"

Wang Quan found that he was not dead. Even if he finds out that he is not dead, then he is really not dead.

He saw that in the light of the headlights, suddenly a dark shadow swept over, grabbed him by the neck, and swinged away from the truck road.

Beside him stood an old man with gray hair. It's none other than Zhuang Mengdie, who everyone is afraid of.

"This ...... Strong, strong, strong...... Mr. Zhuang, thank you, thank you!" Wang Quan's knees weakened, and he was about to kneel, but halfway through his kneeling, his legs were stuck, and then he remembered that he was kneeling at his feet, and he had fainted.

"Someone! Chop it up for me!"

A subordinate came up with a watermelon knife: "How do you chop, boss?"

"All I have to do is take my foot off his hand, and you can chop it as much as you like......"

"Oh. "Men wield knives.

"Ah......h

"Ah......h

Two people screamed at the same time, one was a kneeling subordinate, and the other was Wang Quan, who was standing.

But Wang Quan couldn't stand up anymore.

Wang Quan broke a leg.

A kneeling hand had a broken arm. The two men were entangled and rolling.

After rolling for a long time, Wang Quan lay on the ground and pointed at his subordinate who used the knife with the remaining foot: "Talent......! Why didn't I find out before? Tell you to pick the lock...... Do you have to break the lock and the chain together? You cut off my leg, you, you, you, you don't want to find someone to put it on me!

"Yes, yes, yes. His men responded, but did not move. There was a "choking" sound, and the knife shook off to the ground.

"I'm sorry, you're praising the wrong person," Zhuang Mengdie bent down and looked down at Wang Quan, whose lips were pale, with a mocking smile on his face, "Talent is me, I am talent, because I taught him to do this." You're right, I always pick the lock and the chain together, or I will blow up the building together, haha. ”

Wang Quan: "I'll fuck your ancestors......"

Zhuang Mengdie: "My ancestors have long turned into dirt. ”

Wang Quan: "I'll fuck your mother, no, fuck your daughter!"

Zhuang Mengdie didn't get angry, and straightened up: "Chop off his other leg for me." ”

Wang Quan cried: "No, don't! One leg can still be crutches, but without a leg, I can only roll...... Please, Mr. Zhuang, my great benefactor, I won't fuck your daughter, I won't fuck your mother, you let my legs go!"

At this time, someone came to report: "Mr. Zhuang, the sword has been found, and it is not unsheathed." Holding a pine-patterned ancient sword in both hands, he respectfully presented it to Zhuang Mengdie.

Zhuang Mengdie took it in his hand, stroked it gently, and looked like he ate it and immediately became immortal.

"I can leave you this leg," he turned to Wang Quan, "but it won't be left to you in vain, what do you want to buy?"

"100 million, is it enough?" Wang Quan's heart was full of hope, but at the same time, he regretted a little: "Why am I so big as soon as I open my mouth? In case other people are not strong enough to swallow elephants and bargain with me, what will I take to increase it? Moreover, my leg is not worth so much money." ”

Sure enough, Zhuang Mengdie shook her head at him, it wasn't enough.

Wang Quan panicked and added chips indiscriminately: "Add another hundred beauties!"

Zhuang Mengdie seemed to be smiling, but still nodded.

Wang Quan: "This is all my belongings, if you are not satisfied, you can only add my mother, do you want it?"

Zhuang Mengdie's face sank, "Don't talk nonsense, let me ask you, who did you get this sword from?

Wang Quan was overjoyed: "Yes, yes, I killed him." That person is Guan Qianjian, I didn't want to kill him, but when I heard that he stole your things, I was angry and couldn't help but kill him. Hehe, you don't have to thank me, just give me a discount,——I'm talking about this leg......"

"Discount, what discount?" Zhuang Mengdie pretended to be puzzled, "Is it okay to break a bone?" suddenly shouted: "I'll tell you one last time, less nonsense!"

Wang Quan was speechless.

Zhuang Mengdie took out her mobile phone, squatted down, and handed Wang Quan's nose, "Give me a closer look, is it this person? Did you kill him?"

Wang Quan solemnly opened his eyes for twelve minutes, looking at the pictures on the screen of his phone—paintings, to be exact. It is an avatar outlined by a few simple lines, with long hair, a long nose, and long eyebrows, which is the costume version of Guan Qianjian.

Wang Quan scolded psychologically: "Old thing, ask knowingly! Don't die well......

"To tell you the truth, I was going to kill him, but I was rescued by Yunni. ”

Zhuang Mengdie nodded: "Very good, fortunately you didn't kill him." He should be killed by me. If the pig is dead, the pig's blood can still be eaten. ”

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At four o'clock in the morning, Guan Qianjian's dwarf was walking on the way to get off work, and a group of people appeared in the alley in front of him, and an old man with gray hair stood at the front, leaning against the wall easily.

Zhuang Mengdie. It seems that Zhuang Mengdie has been waiting for them for a long time.

"Are you going to go on your own, or do you need my men to help?"

"Of course we can go by ourselves," Guan Qianjian recognized him at a glance and said with a smile, "but I also need some help from your men......"

"Huh?" everyone had an angry look on their faces, and they just waited for the boss to give an order, and they were about to step forward and teach a lesson.

"You misunderstood," Guan Qianjian gave them a flat smile, "I just want you to help lead the way." ”

Zhuang Mengdie stood up straight, "Please." ”

Following Zhuang Mengdie's gestures, the crowd retreated to both sides, making way for a gap more than a foot wide. Guan Qianjian took Yunni's hand and squeezed through the middle, and Zhuang Mengdie pressed back.

"Senior Zhuang, can you explain why you are arresting us?" Guan Qianjian asked as the three of them sat in a spacious hall on the 24th floor.

Zhuang Mengdie lay on the sofa opposite, bounced up when she heard the words, supported her knees with her elbows, and pointed to the coffee in the hands of the two with the other hand: "Did I arrest you? If I arrest someone, can I still have such a good treatment?" Sitting comfortably in the clean and bright hall, drinking coffee and listening to music,—— you really think I am a temperless person?"

"Even if I don't use the right words," Guan Qianjian sneered slightly: "Then may I ask you to invite us so politely, what is the important matter to discuss?"

"That's right," Zhuang Mengdie nodded and smiled, "There are no big things, but there are small things, so I want to borrow something from you." ”

Guan Qianjian spread his hands and legs on the ground: "You should know when you look at what I'm wearing, I'm penniless, what can you borrow from you?"

Zhuang Mengdie smiled but did not answer, raised her right hand and snapped her fingers, and a subordinate behind her bowed his head and said "yes", turned around and walked into a room.

The sound of gears spinning and the sound of a lockbox can be heard in the room.

Half a minute later, his subordinates walked out, holding an ancient sword in both hands.

Guan Qianjian's face changed drastically and he stood up.

"Is this thing yours?" asked Zhuang Mengdie.

"Yes!"

"From another world?"

"That's right, how do you know?"

Zhuang Mengdie looked Guan Qianjian up and down, from head to toe, and from foot to head, repeating it several times, with a sneering expression: "What kind of bullshit sword god are you?"

As soon as he heard the word sword god, Guan Qianjian was full of cleverness, this was the first time that someone had given him such a title in front of him, but he only felt that he deserved it, and thought in his heart: "At the age of less than twenty, my swordsmanship is far above the two peerless masters of Zhuang Mengdie and Long Zaitian, and I am a well-deserved sword god!"

"Yes, I'm the Sword God. Guan Qianjian replied word by word, full of confidence.

The dwarf stood up and grabbed him by the arm, making him face to himself, "You're not bragging? You're really good in that world?"

Guan Qianjian shook his head with a wry smile, "Even if it was true in the past, it has become fake now, because I am not as good as ordinary people now." ”

"Do you know why?" Zhuang Mengdie interjected.

"You know?"

"Of course, of course, I don't know who else knows?" Zhuang Mengdie was very proud, "If I don't know, how could I invite you here?"

"What do you mean?"

"According to the prophecy, the sword god of the other world will come to this world with his sword, and all his power will be sealed in this sword......"

Guan Qianjian was overjoyed: Sure enough, it was as I expected.

"Whose prophecy is this? It's fucking accurate!" he said, "What else does the prophecy say? Does it say how I'm going to regain this power?"

"Yes!" the dwarf was very excited, he really wanted to see the power of the sword god, "there should be, right? If you don't even say how to open it, can it still be called a complete prophecy? And that would be too unfair to the sword god! Why should the power he worked so hard to gain be sealed?"

Zhuang Mengdie took the sword and looked at it greedily, "You're right, if you didn't even say how to open it, who would care about this bullshit prophecy?

Guan Qianjian's heart tightened: "Then what does the prophecy say, how do you open the sword?"

Zhuang Mengdie suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, showing a hideous face: "That's with the blood of your sword god!"

Guan Qianjian realized that something was wrong.

"Hold it down for me!" Zhuang Mengdie ordered loudly, "I want to open the Sword God Sword, master the power of the Sword God, and be the master of this world!"

Guan Qianjian and the dwarf were pressed to the sofa with their hands and feet, and the muzzle of the black hole hung above their heads.

Zhuang Mengdie took out a pistol and walked towards Guan Qianjian step by step.

"Boss, do you want to shoot him to death, what if there's not enough blood?"

"Yes, yes!" Guan Qianjian suspected that the person who spoke was with him, and echoed again and again: "I was only injured yesterday and bled a lot, I'm afraid it's really not enough, it's safer for you to keep my life and slowly bleed......