Son-in-law: The Goddess's family was cheated at the beginning

Chapter 225 The Sword Holder's Taunt
"Okay, drill your ears!" Shen Lang glared at the gecko, and the gecko was also very nimble, jumping directly towards the sword-wielder's helmet.

"Oh!" The sword-wielding man clutched his helmet, looking extremely painful!
Shen Lang knew that this was an opportunity, so he strode forward, raised the crowbar with both hands, and slammed it towards the sword-wielding man's head.

bump!
However, what I didn't expect was that because Shen Lang was wearing a helmet, Shen Lang's crowbar was bent, but the sword bearer didn't suffer much damage.

Blood flowed from the swordman's forehead, and he took off the helmet in pain: "Damn it, if it wasn't for this helmet, I would..."

He gritted his teeth, his eyes tearing apart: "I'll kill you!"

Following the shout of the sword-wielding man, Shen Lang saw some people in suits appearing around him. He was very familiar with these people. They were ordinary members of Tarot.

The sword bearer is different from assassins like the lover. Assassins act alone, but someone as powerful as the sword bearer will never act alone.

Shen Lang saw that his people had already left one after another, so he jumped to the wall alone.

The sword holder seemed not to care about Shen Lang, he said: "Now Shelter No. [-] is my territory, you have no chance of winning."

Shen Lang glanced at the bound people in the distance, he shook his head and said: "It's really sad, for such a person, he is willing to be an accomplice here."

"Accomplices? Let me tell you, these people are actually greedy people. You just need to find a cat or dog at random, and then you will give them a good meal, whether it is blind, toothless, claws broken, exposed As long as you take a photo with your mobile phone and upload it to the Internet, countless fools will vote for you, like it, or even make a donation!"

The sword-wielding man's voice was very sharp, not because of the nature of his voice, but because of his tone.

He tossed his helmet aside, revealing a blond, blue-eyed Saxon.

"People are egoists. If there is 50.00% profit, people will take risks; for [-]% profit, people will dare to trample on all human laws; if there is [-]% profit, they will dare to commit any crime , even at the risk of being hanged! Do you think these people love cats and dogs? Pooh, if they overturn the rules of this world, then they will be the pioneers, and they will be the best under the hands of cat masters and dog masters! At that time, you will have countless money, why don't you join us, buddy, how about it?"

The words of the sword holder undoubtedly angered Shen Lang: "Is this your real purpose?"

"Otherwise?" He shrugged nonchalantly, "Many animal protection organizations, most of them are like this, only a few are true, but they can't fight us at all!"

He pointed at the sky angrily: "Because we know how to market, we know how to package ourselves, and we know how to let those donors continue to give us the hard-working money in their pockets, while we eat 8A steaks and drink 82 years of wine. , isn’t it fun to watch these people chewing steamed buns and squeezing out money for us to enjoy? Hahaha..."

"This man at your feet, do you think his stray dog ​​base is clean? Let me tell you, he euthanizes a large number of dogs every year, because the more dogs there are, the more food they need to eat. Then...you won't be able to make any money!" The sword-wielding man began to dance, which was the kind of crazy clown dance.

He turned around gorgeously, and then made a please look gesture: "But he has tens of millions of fans and supporters, and if no one donates a dollar to him, he can get 1000 million. Sometimes I really can't understand you The people of Long Kingdom are really contradictory...why are you so willing to lie in a lie without knowing it? And the beautiful scenery around you is all you asked for!"

"Our kindness has been packaged into a weapon by you, this enmity... is irreconcilable!" Shen Lang gritted his teeth, and threw the crowbar in his hand towards the sword holder.

Ping!
The crowbar was broken in two in the air!

The sword holder's eyes gradually turned cold: "Since you don't plan to join...then I will destroy you! Go!"

In an instant, people in suits all around took out something from their arms, it turned out to be a handful of revolvers, and they rushed towards Shen Lang.

Shen Langxin said that it was impossible for him to face so many hot weapons alone, and immediately jumped off the wall.

But the moment he jumped down, a spatial trap appeared underground, and he fell into it all at once.

When he realized that it was Hua Yong and Hua Rui brothers and sisters, Shen Lang asked in surprise: "Why are you here?"

"We have discovered you a long time ago, how is it? I have mastered the different skills of the high priest before, and now I can use this kind of transfer magic." Hua Yong said very proudly.

Shen Lang was amazed: "You are a fucking genius!"

After all, Shen Lang had personally experienced the strange technique of space trap, and he almost stumbled.

At that time, the High Priest's abilities could be said to be quite remarkable. With his formidable outsider kung fu, coupled with this heaven-defying magic, he was almost invincible in melee combat.

"But I can only use one transfer in 10 minutes now, let's go now!"

"Where's your father?" Shen Lang asked.

When Hua Rui heard this, her eyes turned red, "Did you see that man on the ground who changed his clothes?"

"You mean..."

It turned out that Hua Manlou met the sword-wielder first, and then made the sword-wielder loose.

After all, whoever Huamanlou's strange art refers to, whoever has diarrhea.

The sword-wielding man's suit was in a mess, so he went to change into a suit of armor, but Hua Manlou's move was also to protect his son and daughter from leaving.

When Huayong brothers and sisters passed by again, his father was already dead.

Huarui wiped away her tears: "Let's go to a safe place first, I must avenge my father's revenge!"

Shen Lang's heart was heavy, and he thought that the Tarot people were constantly reducing their staff, which was indeed true.

But at the same time, his side is also constantly reducing staff.

There seems to be little left of Kowloon these days.

Could this battle in Shencheng be the final battle between Tarot and Daomeng?

Without hesitation, he followed the brothers and sisters, fled towards the distance, and came to the back kitchen of a restaurant from the sewer, Hua Yong said: "Brother Lang, you go take a bath first, I will make you something to eat, now it is dawn outside Now, take a good rest."

"Okay." Shen Lang found a chef's staff clothes, and then walked towards the bathroom, he pressed the headset.

"You are finally willing to answer the phone!" Zhao Xiwen sounded anxious.

Shen Lang grinned: "I'm fine, how are you doing over there?"

"There is nothing wrong with me here, but I don't know what happened to Pang Fei. He has lost too much blood and is in shock. I asked a veterinarian to take care of him until he wakes up. Now I am setting up shelter [-]," Zhao Xiwen said.

(End of this chapter)