The Little God Who Sells the Protagonist

Chapter 495 Neuropathy?
"Let's go!" Wang Yichen didn't hesitate, put the turkey under his arm, turned around and left with Zhan Shuaipang and others.The gangsters who stood in front of them did not dare to intercept them at all, and dodged one after another. Wang Yichen and others finally succeeded in breaking through the encirclement.

"My surname is Tang, remember what you said! If Sister Chicken is missing a single hair, I swear here that I, Goose Tou, will kill your whole family!" Behind Wang Yichen, Goose Tou was furious. Roar.

Goose head's furious threat was no different from farting in Wang Yichen's ears. He didn't even blink, and ran away in a hurry.Goose Head felt a blur in front of his eyes, and Wang Yichen and others had disappeared, leaving only a tattered black suit like a rag floating in the wind.

"TMD..." In the end, Goose Head could only stamp his feet helplessly, and cursed at his mother with a livid face.

"Boss, just let them go like this?" The naked man with ribs had just finished his convulsions, and with a mouthful of fresh foam in his mouth, he ran up to Goose's head and said angrily. Unreconciled, it seems that as long as he is here, taking down Wang Yichen is just a matter of raising his hand, "Drink..."

The goose head was full of evil fire and had no place to vent, and suddenly turned his head and slapped the naked man with ribs on the face. The naked man with ribs had just started to get lucky, and the word "ha" was still stuck in his throat, so he was directly slapped It flew away, and the white froth flew like snow.When it fell to the ground, it was no different from a crab that had just landed.

"Boss Goose Head, just let them go, how can we explain to Boss Stephen?" behind Goose Head, a fat man who was also fat said in a low voice.

Goose Tou took a deep breath, touched his head and said, "There's nothing we can do about it... We have narrow shoulders and can't bear this burden, so let's let Stephen bear it himself."

"But Boss Stephen is still there..."

"Shut up!" Goose head turned and shouted at the fat man in a low voice.Then he looked left and right, and then lowered his voice and said to the fat man, "Do you think it's just us who are capable of taking advantage of Great Happiness? Didn't someone teach someone to support us? What can the world give us? Who else but Stephen are behind these punks?"

Goose head gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice: "Stephen seems to be doing well in Shaolin Temple. This time, he specially invited a master over here, brought his words, and gave us support... I have already asked someone to invite him. , Unexpectedly, it was still a step late. But it is still too late, whether we can save Sister Chicken or not depends on him."

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"Huh...Brother, you are really amazing!" After getting into the car and leaving Temple Street in a hurry, Wang Yichen and the others finally felt safe.Zhan Shuaipang found a rope, tied the turkey up simply, then turned around and looked at Wang Yichen with admiration and said.

Zhan Shuaipang had experienced the danger of the situation just now, and Wang Yichen's performance really surprised him.At the same time, I was a little puzzled. As a sixth-year freshman, it is reasonable to say that so far, he has experienced no more than four or five plane missions, and he is usually just in the entry stage. His prestige and murderous aura is How did you do it?

What Zhan Shuaipang does not know is that Wang Yichen is a strange newcomer. The number of various mission planes he has experienced is more than double that of ordinary newcomers. It's all done by working hard on my own.In terms of combat experience, it is really not necessarily worse than Zhan Shuaipang, a fifth-year student.

"Fuck you, brother..." Wang Yichen smiled wryly.He also figured it out now, snakes have snake paths, rats have mouse paths.It is estimated that for a long time, he will only be a desperate Saburo route, and he can't play other routes, and he can't afford it.Rather than envying others, it is better to walk your own path well.

He has been through so many battles and met all types of opponents.Among them, there are many opponents who are very smart and very good at deceiving people.There are also insidious and vicious opponents who are sure to kill.However, the one who survived in the end was him, a reckless gamer who seemed to only hit the wall without thinking.Of course there is his reason for this.

There are thousands of roads, but different routes lead to the same goal.If anything is done to the extreme, it can also exert great power.Just like in martial arts, there is "four or two to pull a thousand catties", but there is also "one force to defeat ten meetings".Just like in the martial arts plane, there are geniuses who are as gorgeous as Dongfang Bubai, but there are also dull and simple masters like Guo Jing.

Since I am good at this, why bother to transform?

"Brother, what are you going to do with her?" At this moment, Zhan Shuaipang looked at the still comatose turkey——Wang Yichen really didn't feel pity for this knife—and asked Wang Yichen.

"I haven't figured it out yet..." Wang Yichen rubbed his brows, feeling a little headache, and had to use his brain again...

"Bring her back to the headquarters of Great Joy first. It will be useful to keep her." In the end, Wang Yichen didn't bother to think about it any more. According to the task flow, let's finish the task first.

"Eh? Why is this bald donkey blocking the road in the middle of the road?" At this time, the man in the black suit who was driving suddenly muttered something strange, and then honked the car horn desperately.

At this time, the car of Wang Yichen and others was driving into a narrow alley, and a monk happened to be standing in the middle of the road for some reason.This alley was originally narrow, but when he stopped, it immediately blocked all the way.

Wang Yichen didn't pay attention to it at first, until he heard the black suit honking the car horn seven or eight times in a row, then he felt something was wrong, straightened his upper body and frowned: "What's wrong?"

"There's a bald donkey blocking the way!" The black suit quickly turned around and replied.

"What's the situation..." Wang Yichen looked up out of the car window, and saw a monk standing on the road not far away.The monk was bare-chested, wearing a pair of golden shorts, and holding a golden stick in his hand.The weirdest thing is that this guy's skin all over his body exudes a golden luster, at first glance he looks like a statuette.

"This is... the Eighteen Bronze Men of Shaolin Temple?" Wang Yichen immediately had this thought in his mind.Just looking at the shape, the monk in front of him is indeed exactly the same as the legendary Eighteen Bronze Men of Shaolin Temple.

But aren’t the Eighteen Bronze Men of Shaolin Temple far away in the mainland?And can the Eighteen Bronze Men leave the Shaolin Temple privately?Seems like it can't?Is this another neurosis?Fake Eighteen Bronze Men running out to scare people?
But it's not surprising to encounter some kind of psychosis in the Wulitou plane...

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