In the beginning of the thunderous fruit, the school belle is actually a vampire

The moment he heard the explosion, Xu Mu couldn't care less about joking, and immediately turned into an electric current and disappeared.

Lin Zhixi, who was left behind, was a little angry, and at the same time worried about Qian Xiaopang's situation.

"Hun Dan, won't you say something?"

Mumbling in her mouth, she took a stride with her long legs and ran downstairs.

15 minutes ago.

The first floor of an abandoned hospital.

Qian Xiaopang maintained the pigman mode, swinging the rake wide open and closed.

Surrounding him were a group of humanoid monsters wrapped in pitch-black mucus.

In fact, these guys are the white coats that he and Lin Zhixi had a party with.

As for the dark mucus on his body, it was the work of Fang's father and son.

Qian Xiaopang didn't pay attention, causing the Fang family father and son to release a strange pitch-black slime.

It quietly devoured the white coat, forming the current situation.

Fortunately, these slime monsters are average in strength, not as good as ordinary B-level abilities.

For the current Qian Xiaopang, a large area can be settled with one nail.

Since becoming the God's Chosen One, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and his combat effectiveness is not weaker than that of S-rank realm.

If you try your best, and with the rake in your hand, even the SS rank can fight.

Facing a gang of mobs, Qian Xiaopang showed the demeanor of a war god.

"You guys who don't have eyes, dare to besiege Fat Lord, I'm afraid you're tired of living!"

While cursing, he harvested the monsters present with a rake, like cutting leeks.

One person, one rake, but like a thousand troops.

As if he was surrounded by dozens of monsters, he was not afraid at all, and even wanted to shout: "You are surrounded by me!"

Behind the monster encirclement, the Fang family father and son watched sullenly, with only indifference in their eyes.

Fang Wenjie was relatively young, and when he heard Qian Xiaopang's bluffing, he couldn't hold his breath and said, "Dad, why don't I deal with him?"

"Don't worry, silly boy!"

Fang Zhihui was very calm: "This dead fat man is the chosen one, let those undead monsters consume him, and we will collect his body."

in battle.

Even though Qian Xiaopang is like an invincible god of war, sweeping thousands of troops, he can smash a few monsters of pitch-black slime with just one move.

But these shattered monsters immediately absorbed the black mucus on the ground and returned to their original shape.

Then go to pounce on him and wrestle with him.

After a long time, Qian Xiaopang also found that the monsters around him couldn't be killed at all.

It's not good for you to stay in such a stalemate.

With a sudden change of mood, he rolled his eyes and scolded the Fang family father and son who were watching the theater not far away: "You two bastards, why don't you come here and die!?"

"What?" Fang Wenjie was furious.

Before he could rush over, Fang Zhihui beside him pressed his shoulder: "Don't worry!"

"Dad, this fat man is scolding you!"

"Of course I know, Wen Jie, let's go together this time and teach him a hard lesson."

Fang Zhihui sneered.

Then he took his son Fang Wenjie and whispered in his ear, looking mysterious.

Qian Xiaopang, who was besieged, began to lose his strength and could only output crazily with his mouth.

"Son, love me, father love me!"

"You two are beasts, come up and try if you have the guts, if you don't have the guts, hurry up and catch!"

"I have a dream, to face the sea and eat your ashes with rice."

"Greetings to the eighth, eighteenth, and eighty-eighth generations of your ancestors!"

"If you can bear it so much, your father and son won't be neon people, right?"

The effect of this kind of mental attack differs from person to person.

However, judging from Fang Wenjie's blushing and thick neck, it is estimated that the effect is not bad.

In contrast, Fang Zhihui was calmer, but his eyes became colder.

Qian Xiaopang had no choice but to consume more and more monsters, killing more and more monsters.

After thinking about it, he held the rake and turned it around: "Invincible Hot Wheels!"

boom! boom! boom!
It hit the bodies of the pitch-black monsters one after another, smashing them to pieces.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qian Xiaopang turned around and ran towards the stairs.

Since you can't beat them, call for help.

Otherwise, what is the purpose of flirting all day long, just so that I can hug my thigh at this time!
Qian Xiaopang wasn't embarrassed at all, but rather excited: "When Brother Mu comes, Master Fatty, I'll feed you two!"

Ended up at the stairs.

Suddenly, a black shadow emerged from the shadows, stabbing out like a sharp awl.

At the same time, Fang Wenjie rushed out frantically.

"Why are you here!?"

Qian Xiaopang was shocked.

He clearly saw Fang's father and son before, and their position was right behind him.

In the blink of an eye, it came to the stairs, and a strange black cone-shaped object was condensed.

Before he had time to think about it, Qian Xiaopang's pig's body shook, and he instantly entered the pigman mode: "Looking for death!"

The rake in his hand had materialized and hit the black cone directly.

Dang-

The indestructible rake failed to crush the black cone.

Seeing Qian Xiaopang showing shock, he was about to step up his strength when another gust of wind came from behind his head.

"There is someone behind!"

His heart tightened, and he turned back immediately.

As soon as he turned his head halfway, he caught a glimpse of a black mucus hanging in the air, writhing strangely.

The slime stretched out a pitch-black tentacle, and licked Qian Xiaopang's waist.

boom!
Qian Xiaopang spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew out along the huge force in his waist.

There was some surprise and headache on his face, he didn't expect his escape plan to be seen through by the enemy long ago.

He flew out like a cannonball and hit the wall, causing violent shock.

And a bang!
boom--

And Fang Wenjie held a black cone, stood there and laughed loudly: "Fatty man, let's see how I deal with you!"

Beside him, Fang Zhihui's voice came out from the changing shape of the mucus: "Hurry up, Xu Mu is coming!"

"Xu Mu!?"

Fang Wenjie was startled, and his smile disappeared immediately.

For Xu Mu, he naturally hated it, and every night he would think of what happened at the University of Hong Kong.

If it weren't for Xu Mu, Fang Wenjie wouldn't have fallen to where he is today.

Hide and hide like a mouse crossing the street.

But now is not Xu Mu's opponent, it is better to take revenge.

Fang Wenjie suppressed his anger, and walked towards Qian Xiaopang with a black cone: "Go to hell."

Right now.

In the stone pile where Qian Xiaopang was buried, a golden light suddenly bloomed.

"This is?"

Fang Wenjie froze.

The stone pile in front of him suddenly exploded, and a stream of light shot out and flew into the air.

Vaguely, Fang Wenjie saw a rather outrageous monster with a pig's head and a human body.

It's just like.
"Pig, Zhu Bajie?"

Fang Wenjie spoke in disbelief.

Finally, the golden light in mid-air gradually faded away, revealing a guy with a pig's head and a human body.

The outline of the face actually looked like a penny chubby, he smiled slightly: "Fang's little bastard, Fatty, I'm going to get serious!"

After speaking, he was hanging in mid-air, with one arm raised, and a rake was condensed out of the void.

What appeared this time was no longer the usual inconspicuous iron rake.

Instead, it is golden, shining golden rakes, faintly containing streamers,

Fang Wenjie was dumbfounded: "This, what is it?"

Before he could finish speaking, a mucus-like Fang Zhihui floated over: "Don't be dazed, this guy is a chosen one, and it's not unusual to have this kind of ability."

"Old gangster, you know what you're looking for!"

Qian Xiaopang cursed with a smile, and flew over from the air with a rake in his hand.