Immortal Young Man on Campus

Zhang Meng looked into the room, and Zhu Jie followed his gaze, his heart awe-inspiring.

But Zhujie's face remained unchanged, and he said indifferently, "Is the Buddha in that room?"

Zhang Meng sneered smugly: "You know how dare you stand here? I promise, you will kneel on the ground and beg for mercy in a while."

"Begging for mercy? Hahaha!" Zhu Jie laughed in disdain, "What about Lord Buddha? Brother Mo's subordinates are just defeated."

Zhang Meng was not too aware of what happened in the Buddha's ancient house, but he knew the result of the incident, that is, the Buddha ran away like a bereaved dog.

What this means, Zhang Meng is very clear.

Hearing Zhujie's words, his cheeks were flushed, he looked at the room, and shouted, "Father, come out and teach this fellow Zhujie a lesson, and let him know how powerful your old man is."

A pair of eyes stared at the house with burning eyes, and Zhu Jie couldn't help looking at the house with trepidation.

However, no sound came out, instead it was quiet and terrifying.

Zhang Meng's face changed slightly, and he said mysteriously: "Zhujie, you are dead, Lord Buddha is really angry, he is brewing a killer move, do you think you will be his opponent?"

Zhu Jie was apprehensive, but he had no way out, he had to bite the bullet.

He walked to the room step by step, pretending to be calm and shouting: "Master Buddha, do you really want to stand up for Zhang Meng? Now that Jiang An has changed, and it is no longer your world, you should weigh yourself first."

Zhang Meng looked at Zhu Jie with disdain, his eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person, and sarcastically said: "How could the Buddha be frightened by you, Zhu Jie, you are so inflated."

Zhujie was unmoved, walked directly to the door, and hesitated.

"Hahaha, Zhujie dare not go in, right?"

Qiao Zhi also showed a proud look.

Zhujie took a deep breath and punched out.

boom!

With a loud bang, the door opened in response, and Zhu Jie was all tense, ready to deal with all dangers.

Huh?

However, there was no movement and no one attacked him.

Only then did he realize that the situation had changed, and hurriedly fixed his eyes on it.

"what……"

He couldn't help exclaiming, his face changed.

Zhang Meng was originally a little surprised why the Buddha did not attack, but looking at Zhujie's expression, he thought he was frightened, and immediately said: "Now I know I'm afraid, but it's too late!"

The others craned their necks, all trying to see what was going on in the room, but Zhujie blocked their view and they couldn't see at all.

Zhujie turned around slowly, the expression on his face was even more exciting, and looked at Zhang Meng with a half-smile.

Zhang Meng didn't realize that things had changed, and said arrogantly, "Zhujie, you can still laugh, but after a while, you can only cry."

Zhujie looked at Zhang Meng like a fool and said, "I won't cry, it's you who will cry."

Zhang Meng was stunned for a moment, not understanding what was going on.

However, Qiao Zhi was shocked, realized something, and tugged at the corner of Zhang Meng's clothes.

Zhang Meng's heart trembled, and his body trembled, like a sieve, and walked to the door step by step.

Zhujie deliberately stepped aside and said, "You keep saying that you want the Buddha to deal with me, then you can see where he is."

Wishing you a finger.

Zhang Meng looked in the direction, but only saw that the room was empty, not even a ghost.

"Where's Lord Buddha?" Zhang Meng couldn't believe the result and roared in panic.

"Of course he escaped." Zhu Jie said jokingly.

When Zhujie saw that the house was empty, he already understood that the Buddha had escaped.

The Buddha is not afraid of the festival, but the Yu Mo behind him.

Lord Buddha was worried that Yu Mo was behind him. If he didn't run away now, when Yu Mo appeared, he would have no chance to escape.

If the green hills are left, there is no need to worry about no firewood.

Although it was humiliating to escape twice, it was nothing compared to survival.

God did escape.

When he saw that Zhujie came with his subordinates, and Yu Mo never showed up, he panicked.

Lin Shao disappeared, and his life and death were unknown. Immediately afterwards, Zhujie brought people to chase him. The Buddha had a strong sense of unease and did not dare to stay.

Therefore, he made a decisive decision, smeared oil on the soles of his feet, and slipped faster than anyone else.

George also came over and stared blankly at the empty room with Zhang Meng.

Before the Buddha was still inside, how could he escape like this?

The tall image of Lord Buddha in the minds of the two collapsed in an instant.

"Father, how can you do this?" Zhang Meng's lips trembled.

George looked at Zhang Meng nervously and asked, "Brother Meng, what should I do now?"

Both Zhang Meng and Qiao Zhi once fantasized about having a big fight, but now the cruel reality makes them realize that this is an unrealistic luxury.

Zhang Meng looked back nervously, just in time to see Zhu Jie holding his arms and staring at them calmly.

Zhujie's men also surrounded him like a tide, the water was blocked, and it was difficult for them to fly with their wings attached.

Before, they might have had a chance to escape, but now he wanted to escape was just a dream.

"It's your choice, whether to capture it with your hands, or to resist stubbornly." Zhu Jie said.

"I fought with you!" Zhang Meng roared, his eyes gleaming.

"I surrender!" Qiao Zhi raised his hands and said timidly.

The two made diametrically opposite decisions, and involuntarily looked at each other.

Zhang Meng said angrily, "Qiao Zhi, how can you surrender?"

Qiao Zhi disagreed and said, "Zhang Meng, I used to be a policeman. You hummed in front of me, but now you want me to call you big brother, do you think I am happy?"

Zhang Meng looked at him in shock and said, "You are desperate, I kindly take you in, but you still dare to have such thoughts in your heart."

"Hmph, although I'm no longer a police officer, I still have a lot of resources in my hands. You're not interested in my resources." Qiao Zhi snorted, not thinking about Zhang Meng's good at all.

Zhang Meng's mind was pierced, he was speechless, and the anger in his eyes was even stronger.

"Hahaha, what a wonderful play, Zhang Meng, you didn't expect you to end up like this." Zhujie laughed.

Zhang Meng's face was red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Qiao Zhi, it's no wonder you can't get along in the police station, and a villain like you can't get along anywhere."

Qiao Zhi's cheeks were flushed, and he retorted: "Damn you, what are you, you dare to point fingers at me."

As soon as the words fell, Qiao Zhi's fist rushed out and punched Zhang Meng's chest.

Zhang Meng was caught off guard and was knocked to the ground. Qiao Zhi was very vicious. Taking advantage of the victory, he pressed Zhang Meng to the ground and his fists fell like raindrops.

In terms of personal strength, Qiao Zhi was inferior to Zhang Meng, but Qiao Zhi suddenly attacked, not even Zhujie expected it. Zhang Meng was immediately stunned, and he firmly protected his head, so he had no chance to resist.

The two turned against each other, and they fought in a ball. The others had no chance to take action at all, so they could only stare at this funny scene.