God level funny comparison system

"Second Miss, this is your god? Are you crazy?" Looking back at Meng Bingya, Chou Shiren grinned.

"Who is this guy?" Zhang Long glanced at Qiu Shiren, then looked at Meng Bing and said elegantly.

"Oh, my sister's men." Meng Bingya replied quickly, her big eyes never left Zhang Long, shy and excited, she even forgot to save her sister.

"Oh..." Zhang Long raised his head and suddenly realized.

"Oh what? If you don't learn well at such a young age, you will learn how others deceive girls' feelings. Hurry up and apologize to our second lady. What are you pretending..."

"Clap!"

Chou Shiren rolled his eyes again and again, and pointed a finger in front of Zhang Long, but before he could finish his eloquent words, Zhang Long suddenly jumped up, and then slapped Chou Shiren in the face.

That clear and loud voice was painful to listen to.

Chou Shiren's head was almost blown away, he slammed his neck violently, pulled his body and flew out, and with another bang, he hit a thick pillar in the center of the hall, and the whole room violently shook. It trembled a few times, and on the thick pillar, the vermilion lacquer leather directly burst into countless cracks.

"Puchi!" The figure rebounded and lay on the ground, Chou Shiren opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, two teeth were stained in the blood, and there were high finger marks floating on his face.

But he didn't care about the pain, he raised his eyes to look at Zhang Long, his eyes were full of horror, and he said slowly: "God, God..."

Just a casual slap gave Chou Shiren a feeling of being unmatched. Looking at this young boy, of course his heart was extremely shocked.

"My god, young people are too arrogant these days, are we old people allowed to live?" Swallowing his saliva, thinking about Xin Hong's perverted daughter again, Qiu Shiren murmured again.

"A servant, what kind of a dick? Be careful that I take a picture of you!" Zhang Long stared at the world-hating man lying on the ground, scolding.

Suddenly it sounded that Meng Bingya was still at the side. Zhang Long straightened up all of a sudden. And the magnetic voice said to Meng Bingya: "Miss Bingya, how can I go?"

"Yes, it's ok." Meng Bingya put her small hands on her chest, looked at Zhang Long with eyes full of peach blossoms, and murmured softly.

Zhang Long shook his head again, put his hands behind his back, and stepped out of the room with square steps. Meng Bingya followed like a demon, his eyes locked on Zhang Long's back, and instinctively stepped on his little heels. up.

"Sure enough, geniuses are freaks!" Looking at Zhang Long, who has changed from a rascal to a master in seconds, and thinking of Xin Hong's daughter, Xin Zhiyu, Qiu Shiren sighed, and then hurriedly got up and hurried away. Come and go.

He is looking forward to it, freak vs freak, what will happen?How can such a good show be missed?

Three people and two cars rushed to Wanyao Pavilion in Linhai City again, and it took only an hour.

But in this short hour, Meng Hongchen lived like a year.

At this moment, she was staying in a very warmly decorated room. There was a huge bed that looked very soft, and the bed was covered in rose red.

Meng Hongchen was sitting by the bed, with his hands behind his back, a pair of silver-white handcuffs wrapped around his snow-white wrists, with azure blue brilliance lingering around the silver-white metal, constantly penetrating into Meng Hongchen's body.

It is the kind of handcuffs specially made for warriors.

And Xin Hong, who was wearing a black cloak, was sitting on a chair opposite the big bed, with a smile like staring at a prey, holding a purple gold incense burner in his hand.

There is a lingering green smoke coming out of the incense burner, and there is a special fragrance in the room.

"Tsk tsk, you are indeed the master of Wanyao Pavilion," Xin Hong said at this time, looking at Meng Hongchen's still fair face, "I have smelled my nephrite fragrance for so long, but there is no reaction."

After speaking, he stood up slowly, not having much patience.

"Xin Hong, show some respect. If you dare to touch me, I will chase you to the ends of the earth in this life." Seeing Xin Hong walking slowly, Meng Hongchen bullied violently in his proud chest, and cursed angrily, but Her performance like this aroused Xin Hong's animal nature even more.

"Hehe." With a raised blunt eyebrow, Xin Hong smiled lightly, his eyes sparkling.

He stood in front of Meng Hongchen, stretched out a hand, supported Meng Hongchen's chin, and said leisurely: "Master Meng, you don't need to waste your efforts, although I, Xin Hong, don't like women when I'm in a bad mood, But today I am in a good mood, the more angry you are, the happier I will be, come on, take a few more breaths of the nephrite fragrance that I have prepared for you, after a while, you will be as excited as I am."

After finishing speaking, Xin Hong's eyes suddenly froze, and he grabbed Meng Hongchen's hand with a little force, and Meng Hongchen opened his red lips with a groan.

"Hula!" A bright white brilliance rose from Xin Hong's hand holding the incense burner, and a dense smoke condensed into one, directly entering Meng Hongchen's nose and mouth.

Then, Xin Hong patted the back of Meng Hongchen's neck lightly, and Meng Hongchen instinctively took a deep breath, inhaling that puff of green smoke with a strong aroma into his body.

All of a sudden, a blush appeared on Meng Hongchen's fair and beautiful face, and when Xin Hong let go, her delicate body softened instinctively, and her eyes became blurred.

"How is it? Is there a feeling of can't wait? Haha..." Looking at Meng Hongchen who was about to collapse on the bed in a daze, Xin Hong's deep laughter came.

Immediately, he began to undress.

And Meng Hongchen, under the confused eyes, Xin Hong's tall figure was a illusion, and finally, he turned into Zhang Long's appearance. A frivolous and provocative look...

And a few minutes ago, Zhang Long, Meng Bingya and Chou Shiren had already arrived.

It was already late at night, and the moon was surprisingly large and low, as if it was about to fall into the sea. The black waves were layered upon layer, making low-pitched roars, as if there were countless monsters turning over under the water.

Headed by Zhang Long, Meng Bingya and Chou Shiren stood on both sides, one white and one black, striding into the grand and simple courtyard from the main entrance.

"Xin Hong! Let my sister go, God is here!"

Meng Bingya's clear eyes became colder, and she swept across the pavilions, shouting loudly.

The clear and melodious voice, but with the sharpness of a sword, pierced the sky, creating ripples, covering almost half of the Ten Thousand Medicine Pavilion in an instant.

"Cough." Zhang Long coughed lightly, and the three words that came from God always made him feel a little bit pained.

Zhang Long has never regarded himself as a god, it is common for him to be crazy.

Withdrawing his tangled eyes from Meng Bingya, the cigarette at the corner of Zhang Long's mouth lit up, and a puff of light blue smoke filled the top of his head. , like an old pedant.

"Did you hear that! If you don't come out again, you're going to smash something!" Chou Shiren took a deep breath and yelled for help.

At this moment, the three of them were standing in front of a huge and simple building with dozens of steps at the door, like a parliament hall here.

"Zheng!" Chou Shiren's arrogant voice was still reverberating in the air, and a burst of energy suddenly came from behind the three of them, and a deafening crisp sound rang in the ears of the three of them.

"Damn it! Freak!" Looking back, Chou Shiren's eyes suddenly widened, and he jumped behind Zhang Long.

Standing ten steps away from the three of them was Xin Hong's daughter, Xin Zhiyu.

Originally sixteen or seventeen years old, but with that innocent face and a pair of cute eyes, he looks like a twelve or thirteen-year-old child.

However, this child is carrying a big knife, which is more than one meter long and is covered with red lights. The huge and heavy appearance is in stark contrast to Xin Zhiyu's petiteness. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he might not even I will believe that such a girl can handle such a heavy knife.

However, she just picked it up, and pointed the wide tip of the knife at Zhang Longyi and so on. The big knife did not move at all in her hand, as if it had been stuck for a long time.

"What's the ghost's name? Call again, I'll kill you guys." Blinking her eyes, Xin Zhiyu's face was expressionless, and a childlike voice came.

"Fuck." Zhang Long grinned, "Who are you?"

"She is Xin Hong's daughter, freak, I am no match out of ten." Chou Shiren on the side quickly added.

Zhang Longbai glanced at Chou Shiren, who was rushing to answer, and then set his eyes on Xin Zhiyu's face. He took a deep breath, and then exhaled thick smoke. Then, he suddenly raised his head and roared.

"Xin Hong...I'm a grasshopper!"

A pig-killing voice created a thick wave of air in the void, rolling crystal clear under the moonlight, like a boulder thrown into the sea.

The master demeanor that Zhang Long had maintained before was suddenly shattered, and he became crazy in seconds.

"Sister, I'm yelling again, what can you do?" The roaring voice was still echoing in the sky, Zhang Long spread his hands, and looked at Xin Zhiyu on the opposite side with a playful look.

"Then I'll beat you to death." Xin Zhiyu's face darkened, and she read each word after a while.

"Puchi." Chou Shiren was amused, looked at the two people's non-human dialogue, shook his head and sighed, "Freaks, they are all freaks."