"Okay. Now everything is ready, only the east wind is needed! As long as the old Tuo arrives in Bangkok, Qi Qi and Xuan Lei Zhenjun will be settled, we can officially go out to sea and find the big cave of the dragon cave! In this way, it is only one step away from curing Master Xiong."

Fu Yang's eyes flashed with a firm tone.

Ah Huang also nodded calmly.

Fat cat! Wait a little longer, you will be able to recover soon...

For the next period of time, Fu Yang and Ah Huang naturally took Zheng Na to constantly change their residences to guard against the pursuit of the Ten Thousand Gods Cult while waiting for the arrival of the old camel.

One day two weeks later.

afternoon.

It's a gloomy weather.

The wind was slightly cold, and the sky was covered with lead-gray clouds, making people feel a little depressed.

However, Fu Yang does like this kind of weather very much. When he was an ordinary person, he felt that such weather made people feel peaceful inside. It is very suitable for meditation and meditation...

Dingdong, Dingdong.

Fu Yang, who was sitting on the sofa reading a book, heard the doorbell ring suddenly.

Ah Huang, who was playing games next to him, said to him: "It should be that the takeaway I just ordered has arrived. You can go and pick it up."

"Why don't you go?"

"Didn't you watch me playing games and having fun? Oh, you won't die if you take a few steps."

Fu Yang rolled his eyes helplessly at this guy, and could only put down the book in his hand, get up and open the door. Then he planned to bring lunch in, so he would let Zheng Na, who was still practicing hard in another room, come to have dinner.

Click.

The door is open.

Fu Yang saw the deliveryman standing outside the door, holding a pile of lunch boxes and wearing a baseball cap. He spoke a mouthful of local Thai in Bangkok and handed it to Fu Yang with a smile.

He didn't think much about it, and was about to take it over, but he was already carrying the takeaway lunch box.

Sudden!

A slight smell of blood penetrated into his nose.

Um?!

"Not good! There is a fraud. You are not a delivery courier."

Fu Yang suddenly reacted and took action without mercy. He clenched his fist with his right hand, and the strength was so great that he squeezed and exploded the air. His fist was filled with black air and smashed towards the guy's head.

"Gagaha... I didn't expect you to react quite keenly. You can actually find my disguise? It's not bad."

The food delivery deliveryman in front of him suddenly let out a gloomy and terrifying laugh, his hands did not move. But a hand came out from his ribs...

Puff!

He put on his torn clothes and just opened his five fingers to block Fu Yang's fist.

Crane!!!

A metal tremolo sounded. Fu Yang's fist was tightly clamped by a palm that was flashing with a cold metallic luster.

It was actually a mechanically modified arm. There were also circles of strange runes engraved with red cinnabar seals, making this mechanical arm even more powerful!

The combination of metaphysics and science, supernatural technology. Obviously, the people who are in charge of the Mingwei of the Ten Thousand Gods Cult.

"Gaga, little boy. I'll kill you!"

The guy who was in charge of the camp made an arrogant and crazy laughter. He opened his mouth and his tongue was like a frog, or a javelin, and suddenly ejected out in an instant.

He went straight toward Fu Yang's face! He also made a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

It can be seen that in a short distance, the power is probably even greater than that of bullets!

"Gaga. Those guys from the 12th Regiment are really useless. I heard that catching such a little boy would take a lot of effort? Or is it that the people of our God Shadow Guard stronger."

This guy was secretly proud of himself, feeling that he would easily kill Fu Yang as soon as he met.

But the next scene was completely beyond his imagination!

Fu Yang's left hand quickly raised upwards. The black air on his palm rolled, and quickly covered a layer of hard black scales.

clang!

With a metal tremolo, his javelin-like frog tongue was blocked by Fu Yang's left palm. Then he grabbed it hard and directly pulled his tongue into his palm.

Pull it harder!

A crisp click.

He actually pulled out of his mouth and threw it on the ground like a dead snake. He was still twisting and struggling there, struggling and moving...

Ummm.

The guy who was about to be in charge made an incredible sound, and his eyes suddenly became wide open.

He couldn't believe that Fu Yang actually pulled out his tongue easily!

hehe.

Fu Yang sneered, his tone was indifferent and cold: "It seems that the people in the camp of Mingwei General are not all very awesome. Obviously they were cheated by the guys from the 12th Regiment of the Ten Thousand Gods, right? They didn't tell you, what level of my strength is! A mere Sanlu Zhenren dares to show off in front of me? It's so close to me."

As he spoke, Fu Yang's momentum rose steadily...

"I let you know that evil cannot defeat righteousness! Ghost Spirit Control Fist."

Boom!

He exerted force with his right hand, smashing the mechanical steel hand that Mingwei had stretched out from his ribs as a member of the camp, and then hit his head.

It directly turns its entire body into powder and drifts away with the wind.

With all these close-up duels, Fu Yang instantly killed a member of the camp with a strength comparable to Sanlu Zhenren!

Of course, it was also because this guy failed to show off and was beaten. He never expected Fu Yang to be so strong.

Fu Yang's speculation was correct. When the 12th Regiment of the Ten Thousand Gods asked Ming Wei to work hard to help chase him, I don't know if it was because of poor information communication or intentional...

The information these guys received seemed to be a little wrong.

Fortunately, because Zheng He's descendants were too important. Even though the Shenying Guard did not get real information from Fu Yang's strength, he dispatched a large number of people. There were also some local gang forces in Bangkok under the control of the Ten Thousand Gods Cult, who surrounded their residences with many hot weapons...

Hearing this movement, Ah Huang naturally threw down the game console in his hand helplessly. He stretched his waist and complained helplessly: "Damn it! I'm going to fight out again, right? I have to protect that fierce little girl. I'm irritable." Chapter 4 is over)

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