Daqin: the List of Gods is Now in the World, and I Can't Help Being Exposed.

He stepped on the ground, made a rumbling sound, and rushed towards Wang Xuan.

"boom…"

There was a violent sound, and the air froze.

Zhuang Hu looked at the blue sky at a 90-degree angle, a little suspicious of life.

He was kicked flying again, and this time in the face.

"Anger +299."

He never expected such a result.

Zhuang Hu reluctantly got up from the ground, and looked at Wang Xuan fearfully.

Why can't I beat this thin guy as a fifth-rank martial artist?

Until now, he still hasn't figured out how he was kicked out.

"Ouch! It's so strange, I suddenly had a burst of inspiration and exerted extraordinary power, but why can't I find this kind of inspiration, and I have regained my previous strength."

Wang Xuan's voice was both surprised and frightened.

Zhuang Hu's eyes lit up, and he tried to approach Wang Xuan again.

"boom!"

He flew out again.

Didn't you say that you can't find that feeling?

fraud!

"Ouch! This feeling is so wonderful that I can't find it again."

Wang Xuan said pretendingly.

"Anger +299."

...

Seeing that Zhuang Hu was no longer being fooled, Wang Xuan hooked his fingers with a look of embarrassment: "Come on! Come and ravage me, come and abuse me, come and beat me to death..."

"Anger +289."

Zhuang Hu moved towards the door bit by bit.

It's just that when I finally got to the door, I found that the door was locked.

Why the hell am I locking the door?

孽 孽!

Zhuang Hu roared in his heart, wishing he could slap himself two hundred times.

Seeing that the other party was no longer fooled and wanted to escape, Wang Xuan stepped forward and disappeared in place.

"Boom!"

He punched Zhuang Hu with a punch.

Zhuang Hu raised his arm to block, but was smashed against the door again.

The next moment, Wang Xuan reached out and grabbed Zhuang Hu's ankle.

"Hoohoo!"

Zhuang Hu has a strong body, taller than Wang Xuan by a head, but he is easily swung up in Wang Xuan's hand.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Zhuang Hu's body turned into an afterimage, as if turning into a windmill.

"One two three four, two two three four, one more time..."

Suddenly the wind picked up in the yard.

Zhuang Hu's body was constantly being smashed to the ground, spinning faster and faster in the air, and every time it landed was accompanied by a shrill scream.

"boom!"

After finally being smashed hundreds of times, Wang Xuan let go of Zhuang Hu's ankle, and then Zhuang Hu spun and hit the bedroom door.

"Whoa!"

The door shattered into pieces, and Yang Jing inside was about to crawl to the crack of the door to take a peek, but was so frightened that he hid in the corner trembling.

"I wanted to test your endurance, but you let me down."

Wang Xuan shook his head.

Every time he hits the ground, Zhuang Hu will provide a lot of anger points.

It's a pity that Zhuang Hu seemed to be knocked out in the back, and his anger value almost disappeared, which made him a little regretful.

At this moment, Zhuang Hu was lying on the ground like a dead dog, his whole head was covered with blood, it was as miserable as it could be.

He rolled his eyes, foamed from his mouth, and his body was twitching constantly.

It took a while to slow down, and then crawled towards the door desperately.

It's a pity that the door has been locked, Zhuang Hu kept bumping his head against the threshold, making bang bang bang noises.

It's just that the door lock is too tight.

In order to implement his request, those younger brothers locked six locks.

"Mr. Zhuang, I didn't mean you. Why are you making trouble with the door?"

Wang Xuan went over and grabbed Zhuang Hu's ankle, and dragged him to the center of the courtyard, face down, a bloodstain was drawn on the ground.

"Anger +130."

"Anger +167."

"Rage +567"

"Anger +180."

...

A series of angry surges came, which showed how burst Zhuang Hu's heart was at the moment.

"Mr. Zhuang, I really didn't expect you to have such great potential. I'm sure you are my friend."

Wang Xuan was very happy, he felt that this Mr. Zhuang was really his lucky star, he was a very upright person.

When you should be angry, never suppress yourself.

"Crench!"

Zhuang Hu scratched the ground with both hands, and his nails left clear scratches on the ground.

Wang Xuan shook his head: "Stop struggling, the more you struggle, the more excited I will be."

But Zhuang Hu turned a deaf ear to Wang Xuan's words, and kept crawling towards the door.

"What a stubborn kid!"

Wang Xuan sighed.

It's really tragic that one of the four great villains has fallen into this situation.

Wang Xuan just looked at the other party quietly, until the other party was about to crawl to the door, and then dragged him back.

Go round and round, have fun doing it.

An hour later, Zhuang Hu finally gave up struggling after being dragged back again.

He just stared at Wang Xuan with eyes of hatred.

"Anger +299."

That's great, good people are good people who can keep providing rage.

In an instant, Zhuang Hu's status in Wang Xuan's heart was comparable to that of Yang Jing, Sima Gui and others.

"You finally caught up with me as you wished, are you happy?" Wang Xuan asked with a smile, "You are so cute, I can't bear to let you go."

"Anger +199."

"Actually, let me tell you a secret. My dream was to be a barber." Wang Xuan said solemnly,

"What the hell are you talking about? What the hell is a barber? I don't understand at all."

Zhuang Hu felt that he had encountered a psychopath.

"Anger +155."

"Let me go!"

Zhuang Hu suddenly shouted with all his strength, hoping that the younger brother outside could hear his voice and come to rescue him.

However, because his teeth were knocked out, when the voice roared out, it just turned into woo woo ah ah.

"Your hair is very thick, the barber is very interested." Wang Xuan looked at Zhuang Hu and said.

Zhuang Hu looked at Wang Xuan in astonishment.An ominous premonition rose in my heart.

"call!"

A flame rose from the middle of Zhuang Hu's hair, and it burned blazingly with lightning speed.

"Anger +699."

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Chapter 119 Too Damaged

Zhuang Hu's hair was on fire, burning vigorously, lighting up the yard brightly.

Zhuang Hu, who was on the verge of death, burst into a second life in an instant, and slapped his head vigorously.

At last the fire died out, and his hair was gone.

Why?Why are you burning my hair?