It’s Too Hard To Die Chapter 535: 1000 ways to abuse people

"There is no ban on hitting in this game."

These words exploded in Meng Lu's heart like thunder.

There's no such thing as a ban on hitting? Are you kidding me?

Meng Lu's eyes almost popped out of shock.

"Isn't Zhao City Lord his own? Why did he turn his head to help Optimus Prime again?" Meng Lu said in his heart.

"Who are you?" City Lord Zhao sneered coldly in his heart.

Have been tricking him twice in a row, and still want him to help me with all my heart? Isn't this a daydream, whimsical?

Other people present were also shocked. There is no prohibition on hitting?

Who made the rules? This is an alchemy competition, not a fighting competition. The person who sets the rules is too irresponsible, right?

The audience looked incomprehensible and slightly complaining.

At this time, Ouyang Chengze, who had been watching the play silently, slowly raised his right hand and said with a somewhat embarrassed expression, "That...this game seems to be the rules I made."

Everyone:...

"Oh~ it turned out to be the rules made by senior Ouyang, no wonder, no wonder it is so creative." A man smiled and patted his palms.

"Yes, yes, senior Ouyang didn't set so many rules, he must be afraid that we would be constrained by the competition and not be able to play our best.

Now that I think about it, it turns out that these are all because Senior Ouyang thought about us specially. " an alchemist said gratefully.

"Yes, yes, Senior Ouyang's reduction of so many cumbersome rules is for us, how can we treat our kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs and complain about Senior Ouyang?" An alchemist echoed.

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For a time, countless people praised Ouyang Chengze for his elegant quality, which was completely opposite to the complaining picture just now.

Xiao Bai: ...As soon as he opened his mouth, he knew it was an old double standard.

Meng Lu wanted to cry but had no tears. If the person who made the rules was someone else, he would dare to scold him in the limelight, but he didn't even dare to stare at Ouyang Chengze.

At this time, Xiao Bai's voice also came again.

Xiao Bai pulled Meng Lu's collar, pulled Meng Lu in front of him, and said with a devilish laugh, "Meng Lu, you heard it too, tell me, how do you want to fight? Is it a duel or a group fight?"

"Qing, brother Qing...I..." Meng Lu was really cowardly this time.

Because the difference in strength between the two sides is too great, Xiao Bai can't break free from Xiao Bai's shackles just by pulling on his collar, so he can't be cowardly.

And Ximenju, who was secretly anxious in the distance, also had a helpless expression.

Because he really didn't think that City Lord Zhao would betray directly, and he didn't think that Xiao Bai would be so disrespectful and tough.

When you meet, just leave a sentence there, how do you want to fight?

In the case of strong hostility, mouth cannons are useless, the only solution is to fight fists with fists.

But this method doesn't work, because my fist is not as big as the opponent's.

So Ximensu could only silently pray for Meng Lu.

At this moment, Meng Lu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said anxiously, "Brother Qing, maybe we don't have to fight each other, we can have a good talk."

"Oh? Talk? How to talk?" Xiao Baiyin smiled.

"Brother Xiao, I am willing to pay you a considerable amount of apology for my fault." Meng Lu replied quickly.

As of now, he can only take the initiative to talk to Xiao Bai.

Although I lost face, at least one less hit.

And it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. What kind of face is this, maybe he can get it back in the future.

Just as Meng Lu was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a burning pain in his shoulder.

"Hi!"

Meng Lu endured the pain and covered his shoulders. He looked down, but saw that his robe had been cracked, and a bright red bloodstain was exposed to the outside world.

"Brother Qing, you!"

"Crack!"

Meng Lu had another bright red bloodstain on his shoulder.

"I've said it all, you don't deserve to call me Brother Qing." Xiao Bai played with the folding fan in his hand and said coldly.

This folding fan!

Looking at the folding fan in Xiao Bai's hand, Nangong Yunmo's brothers and sisters immediately stood up from their seats, standing straight.

Nangong Yunmo and the others are very familiar with this folding fan. After all, they are 'making out' with it almost every day.

Looking at the reactions of Nangong Yunmo's brothers and sisters, Mrs. Zhangsun couldn't help but feel a little different, "What are they?"

"Conditioned reflex, seeing and thinking about things, it's normal." Si Feihan replied with a playing card in one hand.

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Under the stage, Xiao Bai kept swinging his folding fan from left to right, while Meng Lu also kept hiding from left to right.

Unfortunately, Meng Lu never escaped.

Just as Xiao Bai was holding the folding fan and waving it again, Meng Lu suddenly stopped hiding, stood tall and roared, "Qing, enough is enough!"

Sure enough, this voice made Xiao Bai's movements stiff, and his arm waving the folding fan also stayed in the air.

"Hahahaha, it really works." Meng Lu laughed happily in his heart.

"Could it be that this person eats hard or does not eat soft, and is afraid that others will be **** him?" Meng Lu guessed in his heart.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Bai gave him the answer.

"You reminded me, I'm tired of beating you all the time. I might as well hang you up and use some method to automatically beat you."

Xiao Bai didn't give Meng Lu a chance to react at all, he directly pulled up Meng Lu's collar and threw Meng Lu into the air.

Then takes out a toothpick and throws the toothpick into the air.

"Big!"

A toothpick in the air instantly becomes hundreds of times wider!

"Long!"

The widened toothpick instantly grew hundreds of meters long! Then insert it directly into the center of the Yanwu platform.

After Xiao Bai shouted again, "Sure!"

Meng Lu, who was trying to escape on the cloud in the air, was instantly blocked by the strength of his whole body.

When there were still a few hundred meters from the ground ~IndoMTL.com~ when Meng Lu was about to be smashed to pieces.

The function of the toothpick was highlighted. Meng Lu's robe went directly through the tip of the toothpick, causing the whole person to be hung on the toothpick.

The scorching sun spreads over the earth, the warm wind blows slowly, and Meng Lu's robe hung on the toothpick swayed with the wind, as if someone was drying a piece of clothing.

"Qing! What the **** are you doing?!" Meng Lu struggled constantly on the toothpick, but no matter how hard he struggled, there was no sign of escape.

Because Meng Lu's robe and the toothpick hanging on him have been strengthened by Xiao Bai, no one can destroy these two items unless Xiao Bai makes a move.

"What do I want to do? Didn't I tell you just now? I'm tired of pumping you, so I want to find an easier way to clean you up." Xiao Bai said lightly.

Then Xiao Bai's palm flashed with lightning flashes.

"I'll call you a few thunder tribulations to play with you, so that you won't be bored."