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Chapter 1793 Can't Die(2/2)

It made everyone laugh.

"Why, don't laugh! What's the point of laughing? What's the point of laughing?" Zhao Milong pointed at everyone.

His eyes finally locked in Wang Lang.

Wang Lang had an ominous premonition in an instant.

As expected.

Zhao Milong patted... and walked towards Wang Lang.

Before Wang Lang could escape, Zhao Milong hugged Wang Lang.

"Don't you know me?"

"Know and understand." Wang Lang squeezed out a smile.

"Do you know what my name is?"

"Senior is called Zhao Milong."

"......Your name is Andy Lau! You! Don't you know me? Don't you know my name is Andy Lau?"

Wang Lang had a dark face.

"Well, will you arrange for the call then?"

"It should be." Wang Lang smiled with his breath.

Zhao Milong stared at Wang Lang and began to laugh.

Wang Lang felt uncomfortable being seen.

Zhao Milong took out a cigarette from his pocket, and the cigarette butt on his mouth ignited and stuffed it into Wang Lang's mouth.

"Well, can you arrange a more relaxed one for me then?"

"Senior Andy Lau, this is allocated according to the situation when it comes to time." Wang Lang said with a smile.

"Stop, stop, come less, flatter me, I'm called Zhao Milong, let me tell you, you're a bad thing, you'll arrange a difficult job for me, do you know if I do it?"

Zhao Milong stared.

Wang Lang had a bitter face.

"Look at me? If you smoke all my cigarettes, do you have to listen to me?"

Who are these people?

The man who called himself Andy Lau has disappeared for nearly 30 years, and no one expected to come here.

Come on, I thought it would play an important role, but I didn’t expect that the easiest job would be to come on.

He even openly bribed.

So drunk.

"My friend Wang Lang, I have something to tell you." Song Buwen suddenly spoke.

After saying that, he headed toward the side.

Wang Lang also followed, Zhao Milong had a cigarette in his mouth, and scratched him when he saw this... and followed him.

"Yesterday, I watched the celestial phenomena at night, the Beidou shifted, the nine palaces changed, and there was a white tiger in the west..."

"Stop, stop, stop, stop, speak human words." Wang Lang quickly blocked Song Buwen's next words.

Song Buwen cleared his throat.

"To put it bluntly, Dragon Slaying is not the final enemy."

"What does it mean? Are there anyone else in the world who wants to be emperor?" Wang Lang didn't understand.

Song Buwen shook his head.

Pointing to a place.

"Don't play puzzles with me, just say something." Wang Lang said.

"Enemy enemy." Song Buwen said two words.

Wang Lang was quiet for a while, "Enemy bandit? What's wrong with it? The enemy bandit? Tell me, don't say half of the words... You're not feeling uncomfortable."

Song Buwen had a dark face.

"The enemy invaded the territory." He slowly said four words.

Wang Lang's expression gradually became serious.

"Then what."

"Then? You can only solve this problem?"

"I'll solve it?" Wang Lang didn't understand.

"You can only come!" Song Buwen focused heavily.

"Can you tell me specifically what kind of enemy enemy is?"

"I don't know." Song Buwen shook his head.

"Old Song, have you been sore in your waist these two days?"

"Somewhat is wrong?" Song Buwen said curiously.

"You can't be wrong because of kidney deficiency and dizziness." Wang Lang looked at Song Buwen.

Song Buwen had a dark face. "I didn't joke with you. Wang Lang, you must be cautious in this matter. No matter what, you can't die in the battle to kill the dragon and kill life."

Seeing Song Buwen’s eyes, Wang Lang felt a little trembling.

"Old Song, don't look at me like this. I'm so furious. I..."

Song Buwen grabbed Wang Lang's shoulder, "Wang Lang, I know that there is a world in your heart. But I know even more that you don't regard life and death as life and death, but this time, I ask you to value life and death for the people of the world."

"Don't, Lao Song, please say something. Don't do this, it makes me feel guilty."

"Wang Lang, do you know that this time the enemy invaded the territory is no worse than a hundred years ago." Song Buwen said with a trembling voice.

Wang Lang's whole body was stiff and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

"Old Song, don't joke with me." Wang Lang helped Song Buwen.

"I am not kidding me."

Wang Lang stared at Song Buwen. It wasn't that Wang Lang didn't believe in this old thing, but he was fooled by this old thing countless times since he was a child.

But looking at this situation doesn't seem to be telling lies.

"Is it really that serious?" Wang Lang still disbelief.

Song Buwen nodded.

Wang Lang took out his ears and said, "I'll try my best to do it. Who knows whether he will die when killing the dragon and killing, it's not sure."

Song Buwen stared at Wang Lang, "The free nobleman will help you."

After saying that, Song Buwen turned around and left.

Wang Lang stood there for a long time before turning around and leaving.

When I passed by a big tree, I saw a man hiding behind the tree. Wang Lang went to see. The man walked around the tree and went around the pillar with Wang Lang for a few seconds.

Zhao Milong walked out from behind the tree with a smile, "That, what, I'm soaking, I didn't hear what you said, I really didn't hear it."

Only fools believe it.

How could a big man of this level not hear the words between Wang Lang and Song Buwen?

Zhao Milong wiped his hands and followed, hugging Wang Lang, "Boy, what did the old bull's nose tell you just now? Is it true? This old bull's nose always speaks sensual, and there are no one in a day."

"What's true or false?" Wang Lang pretended to be confused with understanding.

"You!... pretend with me!"

Zhao Milong patted Wang Lang on the shoulder heavily.

"Is it really going to fight?"

Wang Lang looked back at Zhao Milong, "Who told you what war is going on?"

Zhao Milong scratched...

Suddenly he slapped... and turned his head to look at the old man with red nose next to him with a stingy eyebrows and a mouse-eyed look.

The old man held Zhao Milong's cell phone in his hand.

"Oh hehe, everyone, come and see. I'll say that the old boy Zhao Milong found a rich woman and quilted it. You still don't believe it."

"Go roll!"

Zhao Milong snatched his phone back, and there was a selfie on the screen of the phone, and a photo of Zhao Milong holding an old lady.

At this moment, a voice came.
Chapter completed!
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