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"Ahem, cough, let me tell you two big brothers, I am actually a member of the ancient Zhongzhou clan."

"By relying on my bloodline to break through to the King of Fighting realm at a young age, I was framed by my cousin who took away my bloodline and ruined my cultivation."

"That's why I ended up like this today. If I survive this catastrophe, there will be future blessings. In the future, I will repay you with a spring."

The corpses of beasts were piled up on the bumpy carriage, and Wan Kun sat in front of the carriage, flickering endlessly.

The two hunters looked at each other with expressions of helplessness.

The ancient clan of Zhongzhou seized the blood and destroyed the cultivation base...

These are some kind of crap.

The only vocabulary that he can understand is the realm of fighting kings.

But what a terrifying existence that is.

The number of fighting kings in the entire Gamma Empire is extremely limited.

The person in front of him was only in his twenties, with a crippled leg, a broken hand, and a blind eye. How could he be the King of Fighters?

Could it be that staying in the mountains for too long caused insanity?

The eyes of the two hunters couldn't help showing a look of pity for the mentally retarded.

Wan Kun didn't notice it at all, and was still pouring out his brain.

Until his mouth was dry, looking at the system interface, the progress has not increased at all, and it is still empty.

"Both brothers, what I said is true!"

"Ah, yes, yes, little brother, we all believe in you."

The two hunters nodded their heads casually, full of perfunctory meaning.

Wan Kun was about to explode with anger, so he could only curse silently.

"Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor. I will get revenge on you when I become prosperous in the future."

at this moment.

A message prompt pops up suddenly on the chat group interface.

Fang Gan: "Help, everyone, help!"

Fang Gan: "The cult I belong to has been surrounded by the Holy See of Light, and they even dispatched paladins to strangle us completely!"

Wei Ningshuang: "Why haven't you left the cult yet?"

Fang Gan: "Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooah

Fang Gan: "Who knew that cult groups are easy to come in and hard to come out. I have been looking for opportunities to leave, but I haven't found one."

Han Feiyu: "Ah, is the situation quite critical?"

Fang Gan: "It's more than a crisis! The paladins in the Guangming Holy See branch all started as three-ring magicians, and they can't be tyrannical."

Fang Gan: "And the strongest leader of our sect is only a second-ring magician. The two are not on the same level at all."

Zhang Fan: "Your sect is too rubbish, right? The strongest second-ring magician."

Fang Gan: "Boss, stop joking. The world I travel through is different from the world you travel through. Magic knowledge is monopolized."

Fang Gan: "I have to rely on the sign-in system to become a first-ring magician. Ordinary people will never have access to magic knowledge in their entire lives."

Zhang Fan: "It's a scary world, but fortunately, the strange world of martial arts can run rampant in the world as long as there is money."

Han Feiyu: "Fortunately, I joined the Zhenmagic Division, and I have a staff, so I don't have to worry about eating and drinking."

Wei Ningshuang: "Fortunately, I'm the president of the company, and I'm worth millions."

Wang Teng: "Fortunately, I am a master of the inner sect, and I am sought after by others."

Su Yan: "Fortunately, I have the sponsorship of Lu Yuan, and I will soon join the female cultivator's small sect, and practice martial arts steadily."

The constant scrolling comments on the chat group interface made Fang Gan almost cry.

The adjudication office of the Holy See of Light would rather kill ten thousand people by mistake than let a single cultist go.

Fang Gan could even imagine the scene where he was put on the guillotine.

Fang Gan: "Everyone, don't be joking. I have heard the sound of fighting outside the sect. Is there anything I can do to help?"

Wei Ningshuang: "..."

Wei Ningshuang: "My Dragon King City World only has money, do you want it?"

Han Feiyu: "I have an alloy sword issued by the town magician, do you want it?"

Zhang Fan: "I have a martial art, do you want it?"

Su Yan: "Well, I need to keep my black claws for self-defense, and I still have two bullets left."

Wang Teng: "I have some low-level talismans here, but they need spiritual power to activate them, and they are just a pile of waste paper for you."

No one in the entire chat group could give proper help.

Wan Kun opened the chat interface and saw this scene, feeling refreshed.

Wan Kun: "Tsk tsk tsk, old group member, it seems that you have to go first."

The gloating tone made the other group members feel a little uncomfortable.

Sith: "I have Black Claw sponsored by Boss Lu Yuan, and I still have six bullets, so there is no danger for now, Boss, why don't you?"

Fang Gan: "I want it!"

Immediately afterwards, Sith sent an exclusive red envelope.

Wan Kun grinned as he watched, and his left arm, which was bandaged by the two hunters, ached again.

Wang Teng: "Speaking of which, you can ask big brother Lu Yuan for help, but the big boss doesn't seem to be paying attention to the chat group now."

Han Feiyu: "Maybe he is busy doing experiments."

Zhang Fan: "I think the life of a boss should be a simple and unpretentious enjoyment."

Su Yan: "Hmph, the boss is not so depraved."

Wei Ningshuang: "I agree."

In fact, Lu Yuan's life is depraved.

After Secretary Tong Rui ordered the researchers of the research institute to open the gene lock project, she and Lu Yuan have been together.

It wasn't until after a lot of trouble that Lu Yuan opened the chat group.

Wan Kun: "Hmph, what a boss, it's just your flattery."

Wan Kun: "It's just a low-level doomsday world. When I become a fighting sect and tear the void, you will all be scum."

Since he was not welcomed by the group members, he simply let himself go.

Wan Kun directly opened the map gun without hesitation, and output fiercely.

Lu Yuan: "???"

[ Lu Yuan sent Fang Gan's exclusive red envelope, do you accept it? 】

Fang Gan: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, I'm finally waiting for you."

Fang Gan from Western Fantasy Magic World hurriedly opened the exclusive red envelope.

Wei Ningshuang: "What did Mr. Lu Yuan support?"

Wang Teng: "Looking at the screen online."

Han Feiyu: "I'm a little curious."

Zhang Fan: "It's definitely not an ordinary weapon."

After a moment of silence, Fang Gan commented excitedly.

Fang Gan: "My God, boss Lu Yuan is really too grand, a single soldier with explosive bombs, and a one-time space compression attribute."

Everyone in the chat group couldn't help but ooze a drop of sweat when they heard the words.

Wei Ningshuang: "Cloud bomb? Is it the cloud bomb I thought?"

Han Feiyu: "Sub-nuclear weapon cloud bomb, is it so big?"

Wang Teng: "I'm lost, Mr. Lu Yuan, I asked you to support him out of danger, not to help him destroy the paladins."

Zhang Fan: "I'll report it, it's cheating. (Manually funny)"

Su Yan: "Mengxin is trembling."

Sith: "Mengxin is trembling."

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