Farming Boy With A Magic Ring

C345 Don't Drink Meng Po's Soup



C345 Don't Drink Meng Po's Soup

2Looking at the sky full of cannonballs, three of the eight girls fainted on the spot, and a few of them closed their eyes and screamed, only Zhang Zhihan fell to the ground with a swoosh.     0

    

"F * ck! Boss, help!" Although he knew that Yang Hsingchen had once destroyed two rocket launchers, now that he was faced with a sky full of cannonballs, Wang Hongyun was so scared that he almost peed his pants again.    

    

"Go back!" Yang Hsingchen stood there and shouted at the cannonballs flying towards him.    

    

What was shocking was that the cannonballs really turned their heads and flew towards the houses where Luo Ren lived.    

    

"F * ck boss, isn't this too Sixth Grade?" Wang Hongyun and Zhang Dazhi's mouths were wide open. They stared blankly at the cannonballs that flew away.    

    

There were continuous explosions that instantly sent Luo Ren into the sky.    

    

It wasn't just Zhang Dazhi and Zhang Dazhi who were shocked. The commander of the mortars was holding a pair of binoculars and preparing to watch a good show. Suddenly, he saw all the cannonballs turn their heads and fly towards their base camp. This guy was so scared that his body trembled and he was scared out of his wits.    

    

As for the few screaming girls beside Yang Hsingchen, after screaming for a long time, they realized that they had not been killed by the explosion. They carefully opened their eyes and saw Yang Hsingchen sitting on a big rock. He was leisurely smoking. In the distance, smoke was rolling in the air.    

    

A few girls asked in surprise, "Eh, Mr Yang, didn't the cannonballs clearly fly towards us? Why did they run over there and explode?"    

    

"Oh, those cannonballs saw that we were all kind children, so they apologized to us and went back to blow up bad people." Yang Hsingchen was flattering them casually.    

    

"Boss, you can brag about it. They even apologized to us. Why didn't I hear it?" Wang Hongyun, who had been frightened, had a look of disbelief on his face.    

    

"Yes, yes, boss. Although I know that you must have used magic to get this artillery shell back, I still don't believe you. But if you say that the cannonball can talk, then I don't believe you either. After all, the cannonball doesn't have a long mouth. How can it possibly speak? " Zhang Dazhi scratched his head and chuckled.    

    

"Didn't you hear that? I heard you! The cannonballs are sorry. " What made everyone speechless was that Zhang Zhihan had a serious expression on her face as she helped Yang Hsingchen.    

    

" Right, right, we all heard it. The cannonballs meant sorry. " Although the girls who had closed their eyes and screamed just now did not see how the cannonballs flew back, it did not affect them to testify for Yang Hsingchen.    

    

"Really?" Wang Hongyun asked Zhang Dazhi uncertainly.    

    

"Maybe he did," ___ said. Zhang Dazhi scratched his head and tried hard to recall. He seemed to have said it, but he also did not seem to have said it.    

    

At this moment, the boss who was scared out of his wits woke up. He saw that he had killed his boss. He was so scared that his body trembled. He roared and fired again.    

    

Those subordinates were so scared that they trembled and fired again. Yang Hsingchen did not stand on ceremony. The moment those cannonballs flew out, he used his will to order them to turn their heads. He then used his will to teleport the hundred or so people to where the cannonballs would land.    

    

Following the loud explosion, thick black smoke rose from the distance once again, and these people were also blown away. There were also a few who did not die. They dragged their injured bodies and ran away while screaming.    

    

Yang Hsingchen also had to go and kill them. He used his will to store the 50 brand new mortars and cannonballs into the Ring Space. Only then did he throw the cigarette butt away. "Alright, it's all done! Now is the time to settle accounts with Fourth Brother's enemy! Come out!"    

    

Following his voice, a bald, Buck-teeth who had fainted on the ground instantly appeared in front of everyone.    

    

"Black Dog One Husband?" Wang Hongyun shouted loudly, then started to look for stones everywhere.    

    

"Lao Er, you have to play with this slowly. Don't kill him all of a sudden. That won't solve your hatred!" Yang Hsingchen said while gritting his teeth.    

    

"Understood, boss!" Wang Hongyun answered. He opened one of Black Hound's hands and raised the stone in his hand and threw it at Wang Hongyun's thumb.    

    

As the saying goes, ten fingers connect the heart. Black Hound's husband was smashed by Wang Hongyun's thumb. He screamed and woke up. He then struggled on the ground like a fish.    

    

"Third Brother, hold him down. Let me smash him slowly!" Wang Hongyun roared with a ferocious look on his face.    

    

Zhang Dazhi roared and pounced on him. Black Dog One Man was already half-dead after being beaten by Luo Ren. After struggling a few times, he lost all his strength. Wang Hongyun raised the stone in his hand and smashed his fingers one by one.    

    

As he smashed, he shouted with tears flowing down his face, "Fourth Brother, you see that? The three of us are here to avenge you! You can feel at ease on the road to hell. Fourth Brother, do you think you're stupid? You sacrificed your uncle's life, but your cousin took the opportunity to take over your family's fortune! Why are you helping such an animal relative!? "    

    

"Fourth Brother, remember this. Don't drink Meng Po's soup on the Bridge of Helplessness. After drinking that thing, you won't recognize us anymore. The four of us are still hoping to be brothers in our next life!"    

    

"Fourth Brother, have a safe journey. Look, Third Brother is here to avenge you!" Zhang Dazhi could not control his excitement. He took out his gun and fired at Heimu Yifu, who had passed out a long time ago. It was not until all the bullets in the gun were shot out that he fell to the ground and started to cry.    

    

Yang Hsingchen did not cry on the ground like Zhang Dazhi and Wang Hongyun. He raised his head and clenched his fist, trying not to let the tears fall down. However, the twitching of his shoulders betrayed him.    

    

The girls were affected by the sadness of the three men. Thinking of their own tragic experiences, they couldn't help covering their faces and crying. For a moment, they were crying.    

    

The sky had unknowingly darkened, adding a lot of sadness to this sad scene.    

    

"Alright, everyone stop crying. It's still the same sentence. Everything is over. Mmm, it's already dark today. It's not good to go down the mountain. Let's sleep here tonight and go down the mountain to return to China tomorrow morning. Come, beauties, I'll help you all comb your bodies. Let all of you have a healthy body to return home."    

    

"Mr Yang, it's already dark, how can you see treatment?" A girl asked in confusion.    

    

"It's fine. I can see it!" Yang Hsingchen nodded and began to comb the bodies of these girls who had many twists and turns in their destinies.    

    

It was night. After everyone had fallen asleep, Yang Hsingchen entered the Ring Space and chatted with the white fox for a while before starting to cultivate.    

    

In the second half of the night, a howl suddenly sounded. Yang Hsingchen's body flashed out of the Ring Space and looked up. An injured Snow Mastiff appeared in his field of vision.    

    

He saw that the pure white fur of the Snow Mastiff had been dyed red. One of its hind legs had been bitten, and its stomach had been torn open with a long and deep stream of saliva. A foot long intestines hung out from the wound. If no one treated it, this Snow Mastiff would definitely not live for long.    

    

However, even though it had suffered such a serious injury, it still had the demeanor of a king!    

    

It could be seen standing about a hundred meters away from Yang Hsingchen. It raised its head and looked coldly at Yang Hsingchen. That kind of expression. It was noble and elegant, with a calm and fierce look. It showed the temperament of a divine dog.    

    

"You're injured. Let me treat you." Although Yang Hsingchen could not figure out how he met the divine dog of China in the United States, he also knew. At this moment, it wasn't about how this Snow Mastiff came about. The most important thing at the moment was to treat it as soon as possible.Edited by: Lifer, Fingerfox Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio Otherwise, it wouldn't be able to hold on for long.    

    


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