Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

"No, master! Can corporal punishment be performed like tattooing?"

"Why, my apprentice is not up to date, can I, as a master, tattoo a few words for you? I think my grandfather almost tattooed words on my back back then."

"Okay, master, can I take the liberty to ask why you didn't tattoo on your back in the end?"

"Oh, because I was afraid of pain since I was a child, I guess I would faint when I stabbed the horse's hoof to the south and looked north, so I didn't go."

Zhang Chulan: °Д°︵┻━┻

After being silent for a long time, the young Bilian barely suppressed the swearing and complaints, and said in a respectful tone: "Master, since you have agreed, then I will go to Mr. Chen to discuss joining?"

Meng Lang seriously warned: "Remember, as the first big force to join the Haoqi League, we can give some preferential treatment to the Shuzimen, but don't promise them any flying skills to upgrade, understand?"

"understand!"

"Well, that's it, hang up first."

Meng Lang turned off his phone and filled another pot of food under Feng Baobao's cute eyes.

"Baby, hurry up and eat, after washing the dishes, let's go back to the room for a massage"

"Yeah, yes!"

The next morning.

A burst of mobile phone ringing disturbed Meng's dream of hugging left and right.

"Jingle bell jingle bell"

Meng Lang didn't move. Last night, he was too tired after two hours of formal massage on the two girls. He also threw his phone on the sofa before going to bed, and he got up to answer the phone after he was soundly asleep. is impossible.

Zhuge Dali, who got up early and was helping him choose clothes for his trip, gave Meng Lang a blank look when he saw this, and walked over to push the slacker who couldn't get up after three poles of the day.

"Can you answer the phone? The ringtone should be from an outsider, right?"

Meng Lang remained motionless: "No, I'm going to sleep."

"What if there is something serious?"

"No big thing is as important as my sleep!"

The little girl had a new understanding of the saltiness of the man in front of her, blinked her eyes a few times and asked, "Then how about I give you the phone?"

Meng Lang turned over, buried his face in the pillow, and replied in a muffled voice, "No, you can pick it up for me. No matter what happens, tell me when I wake up."

Zhuge vigorously shook his head helplessly, walked to the coffee table and picked up the phone: "Hello?"

"Hello? Isn't this Meng Lang's phone number?"

"I'm his girlfriend and secretary. He's busy with something. Just tell me."

"Oh, I'm Zhang San. That guy hasn't woken up yet, right? You wake him up and contact me. There's news about the Angel Cult here, and he should be very interested."

ps: second update

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Chapter 418 The Neighbor Addicted to the Cult

After another hour, Meng got up from the bed reluctantly after being kicked by the little girl.

The ancients used to say, "Thinking day by day, dreaming day after day", Meng Lang fell asleep after being repeatedly attacked by two girls last night, and then dreamed of a large-scale drama series in the country of daughters again. The elite teamed up to squeeze the bones and suck the marrow, and the life was beautiful and miserable.

"aha"

Stretching listlessly, someone Meng bbped in a low voice: "Dali, you are really serious. We bought the air ticket until noon, why can't you let me sleep a little longer?"

"Stop coming! Everyone downstairs is already ready, and Zhang San should be anxiously waiting for your reply!"

Zhuge glanced at him vigorously in disgust, wondering why he fell in love with such a salted fish.

"I put the clothes you want to wear on the sofa for you. Sister Bao'er and I will go downstairs to meet you first. After you finish dealing with Zhang San's affairs, hurry down and find us. Don't forget to bring your suitcase."

Listening to the little girl's tireless instructions, Meng Lang's sleepy eyes glowed with warmth, and he felt the warmth of home in a trance, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"You know my little housekeeper, don't worry, I'll go downstairs to find you soon."

Watching the two girls walk out of the room, Meng Lang picked up his phone and dialed Zhang San's number.

"Doo hello?"

Meng Lang cut to the chase: "It's me, the main body, what did you want to say when you called earlier?"

Zhang San's tone on the phone was solemn: "Be careful, there may be a major incident in the country recently, and the Angel Church will unite with the followers of the Bangzi Kingdom to cause trouble in North China!"

"United stick? Where did you get the news?"

"I'm in Peanutton, and I just took the opportunity of visiting Fred to have dinner with him to discuss some cooperation intentions. Halfway through, he left the meeting and answered a phone call, which was overheard by me with my knowledge and domineering power. The accuracy of the news should be [-]% more than that."

"Tell me specifically, what did the people from the Angel Cult talk about with Fred?"

"Actually, it's nothing. Most of their phone calls were about splitting peaches, and finally they talked about North China. Fred's original words were you saying that I lost troops and generals? Okay! I want to see it." , can the stick church army that you spent decades cultivating take advantage of the flower growers!"

"Bangzi, I see, this news is really useful, good job!"

"Slag, I still use you as a compliment?"

"Okay, then I'll hang up, you idiot."

Hanging up the phone with a beep, Meng Lang felt awkward no matter what he thought, as if he had scolded himself.

But soon his thoughts drifted to the news delivered by Zhang San.

Judging from what Fred said, it seems that the actions of the Angel Cult in North China are led by the Angel Cult of the Stick?

This is more troublesome

Others don't know, but as a member of the system, Meng Lang has a deep understanding of the alien forces in Bangzi.

After the Anti-Cug and Aid Korea, the Bangzi Country was taken over by the Chou Country as a younger brother, thus turning into a free and democratic country of banana people.

It is precisely because of this that, unlike the innate religious beliefs of people in Western countries, living in the East has to find ways to approach the West in all aspects.

Among them, Angelism, as one of the mainstreams in the West, has naturally developed and grown on the land of Bangzi Kingdom.

Today, the Angel Cult has absorbed nearly ten million "pious" believers in the Bangzi Country, and has produced a large number of aliens.

Not only that, but due to the effect of the converts, the newly recruited Bangzi believers are even more fanatical, devout and of course more crazy than the older Baizhou believers.