Chapter 347 Di Fan
Shen Lang looked at the button on the console, there was a fire sprinkler on it.

And these "invisible people" walked in the fire escape, Shen Lang hesitated for a moment, but still clicked on the sprinkler switch.

Sting la la...

All of a sudden, there were sparks and lightning all the way on the ground, and there were thirty or forty people, whose bodies were all wet by the nozzle at the same time, and then it was like a break dance, and each body was shaking non-stop.

Immediately afterwards, their bodies began to break their hat brims, and they all fell to the ground.

Shen Lang was also very ashamed, thinking that this was too simple.

"Mr. Shen, I do have a constipation aid. I wonder if Mr. Shen is interested in this machine?"

"No, thank you, my stomach is fine..." Shen Lang hung up the phone.

……

At this time, the soldiers and horses of the three routes had all been accounted for, but Shen Lang felt a little uneasy.

According to his understanding, there should be thirteen leaders of the Restoration Society, and Zhang Wutong is not seen at this time, so what's going on?

Could it be that Zhang Wutong didn't come to participate in this operation?

Or is this a game-in-game-in-game like a wireless matryoshka doll?

If it's a matryoshka, it's not interesting, after all, it takes too much time, but the location of Zhang Wutong really makes Shen Lang feel very puzzled.

Here, Zhao Xiwen also quickly settled the matter at hand, but as she expected, although she found Zhang Wutong's previous temporary residence, it was already empty, and as for those traces, there was nowhere to be found.

Mai Meng also arrived late, and she said, "As expected of Brother Lang, you have dealt with so many enemies by yourself."

"It's also thanks to you for inventing these weird things." Shen Lang said, "But it's also strange to say it. Could it be that this phoenix tree has evaporated in the world?"

"Let's go and have a look." Zhao Xiwen was still very worried.

Shen Lang thought it was reasonable, so he and his two daughters went to the basement 0.5 floor of Mai Lang's company building. In fact, they also built a compartment between the basement floor and the ground floor.

And here are some important things.

For example, using the remaining little sun at the beginning.

Or those puppets who came over from the mobile phone in the "Sura Dao" game incident.

And some stone slabs that were brought from the mainland of Mu back then, but about these slates, Mai Meng and the others could no longer remember their origins, and only Shen Lang could remember them.

However, there are no signs of loss around.

"So it's here..." A bleak voice appeared behind everyone.

Shen Lang suddenly took the flashlight and looked behind him, only to find that it was a fat old man sitting on a rock and picking his feet.

The old man rubbed his fingers fiercely on his feet, then put them next to his nose and sniffed them intoxicatedly. He looked indescribably sloppy.

"Who?" Zhao Xiwen shouted loudly.

Unexpectedly, the old man glanced at Zhao Xiwen, and suddenly stretched out his hand, a burst of energy directly hit him.

Shen Lang's pupils contracted, because he saw Zhao Xiwen's death a second later, and he immediately pulled Zhao Xiwen towards him.

As a result, an old-fashioned chandelier was immediately shattered behind Zhao Xiwen's head.

"Huh? Your ability is a bit interesting." The old man said.

"I don't know who you are, but if you are not from Zhang Wutong, please leave here." Shen Lang said, he also felt that this seemingly sloppy old man in front of him hides a very powerful power.

This old man's ability has probably surpassed his own by a lot.

Because of that kind of pressure, Shen Lang had never encountered it before.

The old man moved his body, and suddenly lowered his voice: "You are descendants of Feng Qiankun, why should I bypass you?"

As soon as the words fell, the old man had disappeared in place suddenly, and when he reappeared, he was already above Shen Lang, who was about to use his ability.

Unexpectedly, the old man tapped Shen Lang's forehead with his index finger: "Feng!"

In an instant, Shen Lang felt that he could no longer use the ability to backtrack. Naturally, he could not use foresight as a branch of backtracking.

bump!
Shen Lang was kicked far away, his face was burning hot, and a smear of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

He gasped in pain.

"Feng Neng? Could it be that...you are..." Zhao Xiwen immediately guessed the identity of the old man.

Because she knew that Feng Qiankun was the pioneer of the Dao League, and Feng Qiankun could have lived for a long time, but due to a fatal injury, his life was cut short prematurely.

At that time, his opponent was known as "the strongest Tarot ever", and the Pope sealed Feng Qiankun's ability, almost killing him on the spot.

Because "Pope" has dual abilities.

"Seal" and "Flash".

It was because of the flash that the Pope suddenly disappeared in place, and then suddenly appeared in front of Shen Lang.

"Hey, it's been a long time since I've fought, I'm such an old man." The old man supported his back with both hands, and then twisted his buttocks.

Zhao Xiwen pulled Shen Lang up, and she said: "If my guess is correct, he should be a Tarot member of the previous generation, the Pope... At that time, there were only three disabled, one mentally ill, two A disability, I didn't expect..."

"It seems that there are still people who know what happened back then... Let me tell you, if it wasn't for Feng Qiankun's deceit back then, he would have been in my hands long ago." The other party said.

"Divan Moore..." Zhao Xiwen narrowed her eyes and looked at the old man warily.

But the old man was not afraid, and approached step by step, as if he had already regarded Zhao Xiwen and others as dead.

"Old man, die!" A irascible young man suddenly burst into flames, turning into a burning man and rushing towards "Pope" Divan.

But Di Fan smiled contemptuously, and he disappeared in the same place in an instant.

When the young man came to his senses, it turned out that Di Fan's hand had penetrated his chest, holding a beating heart in his hand.

The members of the Daoist League around were also silent, watching this scene in disbelief.

It's too strong, even though he's already very old, but he's still so strong, it's already beyond Shen Lang's estimate.

The old man came to a counter as if no one was there, picked up a USB flash drive, and then nodded: "It seems to be this..."

"Stop! Do you want to destroy this world?" Mai Meng said.

The old man grinned: "Is this a hopeless world? If I destroy it, what does it have to do with you?"

The old man was about to kill, but Shen Lang protected Mai Meng.

Di Fan looked at the scene in front of him, and suddenly his eyes relaxed, as if he thought of some past events, and murmured: "If I had protected her like this back then, maybe she wouldn't have been killed by that person..."

Di Fan grabbed the USB flash drive and quietly left the basement.

"Wang Chao?!" Zhao Xiwen exclaimed towards the young man whose heart had been cut in the distance.

But the young man was dead.

(End of this chapter)

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