Chapter 40 What are you doing?

Judging from the traces of the scene, four or five cars were rear-ended and paralyzed at the intersection of the highway, and the wreckage of vehicle parts was everywhere. The situation was very tragic.

It seems that the black scorpion fought fiercely with its opponent at that time. The stone wall in front of the passageway was broken in many places, and there were a lot of blood stains in some places.

"One, two, three..." The flower demon broke his fingers and frowned: "It seems that at least three people died in the battle just now. Judging from the blood stains on the ground, this is at least the amount of bleeding that can kill three people!"

Pan Hongsheng's chest heaved and clenched his fists: "All go out! Use all the power you can use, and you must find the black scorpion!"

"Boss, take a step to talk..." The flower demon looked at the left and right people and quietly pulled Pan Hongsheng aside: "There is a saying that I don't know whether to say it or not. Looking at this situation, the black scorpion must have been arrested, otherwise he will definitely try to contact us; with his ability, he can't protect himself, even if we catch up. So what?"

Pan Hongsheng was stunned, and then his eyes dimmed...

He is not used to being at a disadvantage, but after thinking about it, at this time, except for Zhang Bowen, other people on his side can only be regarded as making up the number, and there is no practical effect in the face of strong hands.

"Then get the best weapon!" Pan Hongsheng had no choice but to use his own cards. After a moment, his people and horses were equipped with weapons of various calibers, which were captured when attacking the Black Fire Sect. Although they were like toys in front of the top masters, so many muzzle guns were not a joke, which could cause a lot of trouble to the other party.

Pan Hongsheng is not willing to use these weapons when he has to, because zf controls guns very strictly, and the use of so many guns is bound to cause a lot of trouble, but now he can't take care of it.

Dozens of cars began to search for nearby neighborhoods, but the black scorpion disappeared like evaporation on earth.

The subordinates armed to their teeth looked very blank. In the past, there were no weapons. Even if they were bare-handed behind Pan Hongsheng, they were full of confidence, but now...

Only then did Pan Hongsheng find that he had made a mistake.

These people are too dependent on themselves! In the past, they were majestic and followed by Optimus Prime, but now they have no internal strength, so they directly lose their confidence and willpower to fight.

After futility, Pan Hongsheng went straight to find the masked woman angrily, and the other party was sitting leisurely in his office to make up.

"What the hell are you doing!" Pan Hongsheng opened the door and shouted, "Who is that? Who touched my people?"

The other party looked at Pan Hongsheng, but there was no sound. Yijiu was happy to apply the lipstick evenly on his full lips.

Pan Hongsheng was originally a steamed bun that had just come out of the pot. He came with anger, but he was facing the charming posture of the other party. He didn't care about him at all.

After a short silence, the other party slowly put away his little mirror and looked up at him with an expression of nothingness.

"Mobile phone, car key." She stretched out her snow-white palms blankly, and her fingers were very long and thin.

"Ah?"

Only then did Pan Hongsheng remember that he was holding someone else's mobile phone in his pants pocket, and the car had run out of oil and broke down halfway.

"Do you think I will give you the answer?" The masked woman looked very happy: "Looking at your bad luck, I really enjoy it... This is just the beginning! You took what you shouldn't take and killed my brother. These are all your retributions! Do you think I will help you? Dream!"

Pan Hongsheng suddenly pressed her shoulder: "You have to say it!"

"Gone go! I don't want you to die so happily!" The masked woman shook her hand suddenly! That strength is like more than a dozen big men! Pan Hongsheng couldn't help stepping back a few steps!

Although this woman is weak, her strength is equivalent to five-six-tenths of the dead Black Fire Master!

At this time, Pan Hongsheng had no internal energy at all. Naturally, he could not resist. Fortunately, the other party did not mean to harm. He hummed and turned around softly: "Your men? Is that the stupid boy who doesn't know how to follow us all the way to the south? Humph, he is looking for his own death! Breaking into the Lair of Maniism and listening to secrets, the reason why my brother is desperately looking for the sacred scepter is to resist their unstoppable power. Now that my brother is dead, no one can resist their ambition..."

Pan Hongsheng was confused: "Ambitious? It's a crooked and evil way to deceive the old man on the street. It's okay to coax the illiterate. What kind of climate can it become? Is it the same as your Black Fire Religion..."

"Wrong, they are different from us!" The masked girl sneered. Do you think our Black Fire Religion is aggressive? That's just for those who hinder us. Compared with Manicianism, we should look much better!"

"You? Good?" Pan Hongsheng really couldn't connect these two words with the fierce Black Fire religion, but he also realized the horror of Manicism.

Even the Black Fire Religion, which everyone talks about, is extremely afraid of it, and even the Black Fire Master, who is so powerful, has no confidence to compete!

Although the Black Fire Master was killed by Pan Hongsheng himself, Pan Hongsheng was still frightened when he remembered the scene at that time! In fact, both of them had a chance to kill each other at that time. It was just that Pan Hongsheng guessed each other's thoughts, which still depended on a little luck.

Are even such strong people afraid of Manicism... What kind of organization is that?

Seeing that Pan Hongsheng was silent, the masked woman sighed and said...

It turns out that Manichaeism is a branch of Buddhism. As early as thousands of years ago, believers have spread all over the continents. Because they have strong control over the believers, they have always been the object of being purified by the government in ancient times, because their great influence can subvert the regime at any time according to their preferences and control the war situation.

In the chaotic middle of China, Manicism and the ethnic minorities in the north had a very tragic conflict. It was no longer such an amazing power. Finally, it gradually stabbed in the generation in southern Yunnan, stood firm among those ethnic minorities and became a rock-solid force.

"What do you mean by these?" Pan Hongsheng interrupted her impatiently: "Do you know how to find them? The problem now is that my men have been arrested and I want to find someone from them!" All you need to do is tell me their location, and then it's none of your business! You also want someone to teach them a lesson, don't you?"

"Huh! I hope someone can teach them a lesson, but it's impossible for you now!" The masked woman suddenly dodged in front of her! One hand stuck Pan Hongsheng's neck in an instant!

Although Pan Hongsheng did not have enough internal air to forcibly compete, he looked at the auspiciousness of fast luck and quickly retreated back quickly!

The masked woman did not get stuck in Pan Hongsheng's neck. Instead, she was accidentally flashed by the other party and went around her back!

Pan Hongsheng understands that once he lets his opponent open his hands and feet, he will die miserably!

He suddenly hugged the other party's body from behind! The masked woman's back was very soft and elastic, and a fing fragrance of flowers came, and Pan Hongsheng suddenly felt a little dizzy.

The enchanting fragrance of the masked woman unconsciously penetrated into his nerves, and the arms that were holding each other tightly suddenly became weak...

"No way! Can't let go!" Pan Hongsheng felt that the masked woman in his arms was desperately urging her inner breath to break free, but because the move he used was the "six-door lock" of Tianren Sect.

, although there is no internal air at this time, it still locks the other party and can't move!

The masked woman who was hugged by Pan Hongsheng from behind was shy and angry. She was actually so frivolous by this murdering enemy! She was burning all her internal qi in her anger, but she suffered from the fact that the valve of her hands was tightly hugged by Pan Hongsheng and could not move!

One of the two tried his best to break free, and the other tried his best to lock it. For a while, they were very busy and happy. Suddenly, they only heard a "tearing"! It turned out that the masked woman twisted her body so much that she tore half of her sleeves of her tight professional women's clothing!

A snow-white and pink arm, mixed with Pan Hongsheng's strong arms!

"Ouch!" Suddenly, the two of them twisted and fell on the desk! Pan Hongsheng and the masked woman both wanted to get the upper hand and threw the book and teaching aids on the desk to the ground.

The masked woman is a woman after all. Of course, she does not take advantage of this kind of short-term contact. The most important thing is that the arms are hugged by the other party. Both of them want to use their bodies to press each other to gain an advantage...

While entangled, Pan Hongsheng, who had the upper hand, suddenly didn't move and stared at the door like a mud tire!!

Yang Yaqi!!

It's Yang Yaqi again...

She looked white like a piece of paper, blinked hard, looked unbelievable, and squeezed a sentence from her throat with difficulty: "Are you busy? Sorry to bother you!"

Watching Yang Yaqi slam the door, Pan Hongsheng's heart suddenly became messy. Taking advantage of this, he was slapped in the chest by the masked woman!

He flew out with a sweet throat and hit the bookcase in the back! The whole iron-skin cook was deeply dented by his body!

"You are looking for your own death!" The masked woman was completely enraged, and a red light suddenly flashed in her palm! The fingertips of the palm are stretched a lot!

Pan Hongsheng looked at the approaching fingertips, but couldn't move! It turned out that the other party had stimulated the internal gas, and the powerful internal gas actually oppressed the air around him and blocked it tightly in a narrow space and became extremely slow...

This kind of skill is somewhat similar to Snow Fist. Although the power range is far less powerful than Snow Fist, the effect is the same!

Only the girl's pointed claws are getting closer and closer, and Pan Hongsheng has nowhere to hide! He couldn't help sighing: Could it be... I'm going to overturn the boat in the gutter today?