I lived two hundred years

Chapter 352 Michelle

"Am I being angered again?"

Shen Lang touched his nose with an innocent face.

Counting the newcomer just now, this is already the second one.

Shen Lang doesn't mind having a few more "enemies", but it's a little funny when he thinks about the reason for the enmity.

The newcomer was out of jealousy, which was reasonable.

This Johansen is really out of his mind for venting his anger like this.

He didn't even think about it, if it wasn't for Shen Lang, Blue Beard wouldn't have held the welcome ceremony at all, let alone take out this so-called crystallization of brute force.

Thinking deeper, Blue Beard is willing to use the crystallization of brute force for Shen Lang, so it is self-evident that he attaches great importance to Shen Lang.

No matter why Blue Beard valued Shen Lang, it was not something Johansen should provoke.

Shen Lang thought about it, and couldn't help showing a mocking smile.

No matter what Blue Beard saw, or he was influenced by the fateful fortune formation, he was happy to act, but he was not happy to be angry.

This Johansen look made him uncomfortable, and that was enough.

"Boy, what are you looking at? Want to find fault?"

"Stinky boy, I just want to find fault, what can you do?"

Johansen was still at the point of daring to get angry just now, but when he heard Shen Lang's words, he suddenly exploded, approaching Shen Lang, agitating all the muscles in his body, like a bunch of bouncing meatballs.

"not so good."

As Shen Lang said, he punched Johnson in the stomach.

With a scream, Johansen hugged his stomach and fell to the ground. In a blink of an eye, he was foaming at the mouth and passed out.

"Can't even take a punch?" Shen Lang was surprised, "You don't have any strength, how dare you be so arrogant?"

Shen Lang's surprised expression managed to silence the entire venue.

Johansen was the most powerful of the young men in Bluebeard Tower.Although strength is not equal to strength, it is also a part of strength.

In terms of comprehensive strength, Johansen is already the backbone of Bluebeard Tower.

But such a Johansen couldn't catch Shen Lang's punch.

In other words, most of the people in Bluebeard Tower are not this guy's all-in-one enemy.

What is the origin of this young man from the Yellow Hair Tower?
Why haven't I heard his name before?

"Rookie, don't be too presumptuous."

A deep and majestic voice came.

A middle-aged man in military uniform walked slowly.

Behind him, two young men, a man and a woman, followed step by step.

Their faces are resolute, cold and ruthless, and their eyes are always looking at the vital points of the people around them.

"Old York, what's your name?"

Shen Lang stood with arms folded and asked with a smile.

Old York chuckled and said, "General Michelle, the number two person in the tower used to be a big shot in the military department. Although the military department has disappeared in name only, there are still a group of fans around him. The two behind him are the military The famous killing machines, Kingsman, Sand Scorpion and Viper."

The old Zhang next to him added: "You want a boy, that Johansen is General Michel's confidant, and he is dedicated to winning the hearts of young people for him. You beat this kid like a dog, and Johansen is the one among young people. The appeal must be greatly reduced. General Michel's plan to attract young people has been hindered, and you will definitely not be let go."

"Old Zhang, do you dare to talk nonsense in front of me?"

General Michel snorted coldly, stepped out, and suddenly, an invisible shock wave emerged from his feet.

The shock wave hit the sand scorpions and vipers around him without any reaction, but it suddenly exploded when it touched Lao Zhang, turning into a powerful impact, knocking him flying and hitting the ceiling.

With a bang, Lao Zhang fell from the ceiling, spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Shen Lang's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a calculation in his heart.

Lao Zhang was already plagued by injuries, but he suppressed them with his strong physical fitness.

General Michel's blow not only injured his body, but also broke his delicate balance, causing those old injuries to burst out all at once.

Lao Zhang will be fine for the time being, but after a while, his body will suddenly collapse, he will not be able to hold on for a while, and he will die.

Others can only see that his old injury has recurred.

Even if people have guessed, they cannot be traced to Michelle.

Killing people, intimidating them, but staying out of the way, General Michel fully demonstrated the qualities that a smart person who pays every penny should have.

Unfortunately, my eyesight is bad.

Shen Lang shook his head, stepped forward to help Lao Zhang up, and drove a force into his body to stabilize the situation in his body.

Lao Zhang's originally pale face instantly returned to rosy.

Most of the subtle changes are not noticed, but those masters can see it clearly.

"Easy to suppress Lao Zhang's injury, is this person a doctor?"

At a dining table in the distance, Xi Lu held a glass of red wine and sipped it, keeping his eyes on Shen Lang, the focus of the audience.

"Doctor? Can a doctor be so powerful?"

Billy, who was holding a big cake beside him and eating happily, curled his lips and looked at Johnson who fell to the ground.

"It's not surprising that Combat Physicians are in this world. If you don't have any combat power, you can't survive in any profession." Xi Lv sighed.

Billy's mood, which had been improved by eating sweets, fell again.

"I really don't understand. It's hard for us to survive now. General Michel is still in the mood to intrigue here."

Billy sighed, opened his mouth wide, and stuffed the whole cake into his mouth.

"Because of this, he wants to fight for power. Only by standing in a high position can he have more life than others." Xi Lu put down the red wine in his hand, shook his head and said, "I have never drank real red wine since the catastrophe swept the world. gone."

"Isn't this just red wine?" Billy pointed to the red wine bottle on the table strangely.

"It's just a pile of energy." Xi Lu narrowed his eyes and said, "Without the precipitation and fermentation of time, how can it stir up real deliciousness?"

Billy didn't know why.

This muscular boy was just a street gangster before the disaster, and his impression of red wine was only sweet and sour, like a drink. How could he understand the pursuit of high-end red wine by an elite like Xi Lu.

"Although it was transformed by the 'universal converter', I think it's not bad." Billy picked up a glass of red wine next to him, swallowed it in one gulp, smashed it in his mouth, and smiled.

"vulgar."

Xi Lu and Billy have already digressed, but Shen Lang and General Michel have not forgotten their initial conflict.

"General Michel? I don't think I'm presumptuous. But you, it's too much." Shen Lang pointed to Lao Zhang and said, "If I wasn't here, would you want to watch him die like this?"

"In the last days, no one needs to be responsible for anyone's life." General Michel was unmoved.

"Then, what do the two behind you say?" Shen Lang looked at Sand Scorpion and Viper.

The sand scorpion and Viper were slightly taken aback, and then their faces remained expressionless.

However, Michelle seemed to have been pricked by a needle, her eyebrows furrowed, and she glanced at the two of them unconsciously.

(End of this chapter)