Wang Lang glanced at Du Hao, who was still bleeding from his mouth, and was a little embarrassed. After all, Du Hao was beaten by himself.

"I've beaten." Wang Lang said honestly.

Du Zhang's brows frowned and said, "You beat me?"

Unhappiness is revealed in words.

"He called him a fool, and I couldn't help but beat him." Wang Lang picked up the concise story summary and explained it.

Mr. Du's eyebrows were locked together, and he turned to ask Tong Yaru, "How did he treat you like this?"

Tong Yaru's grievances suddenly began to spread. She lowered her head and cried, nodded, "It's all my fault for not educating me well, which made him look like this."

"Did he still scold me?" Du Zhang asked again.

Tong Yaru was stunned and didn't understand how Du Zhang knew.

Du Zhang knew that he was right when he saw Tong Yaru's expression. He immediately looked angry and said, "This incompetent beast! Did you scold me for not giving him real power?"

Tong Yaru's expression was even more dull and a little confused, and she felt that Du Zhang could do it.

Du Zhang raised his hand and fell down, and he heard a snap, and a palm appeared on Du Hao's face.

"A evil beast! Who would hand over the company to you for this kind of character? Take him to the dungeon and keep him for ten days and half a month, and grind his character. If he doesn't repent, he will keep him for the rest of his life and save himself from doing something that is harmful to the world!" Du Zhang said furiously.

Wang Lang didn't know where the dungeon was, Qian Shuhao next to Mr. Du ordered Wang Lang to follow him.

What did Tong Yaru want to say? Du Zhang left a sentence before Tong Yaru cried and turned around and ran away.

Qian Shuhao led the way, and Wang Lang followed behind.

When he arrived at a rockery, Qian Shuhao took the lead in.

Wang Lang followed behind, and there was a black passage when he entered.

After walking for a few minutes, it became completely dark and he couldn't see his five fingers. Wang Lang relied on his hearing and listened to Qian Shuhao's footsteps to judge how to go next.

Tag!

Suddenly a beam of light came from above my head.

Wang Lang reached out to block it and saw Qian Shuhao taking out a bunch of keys from his pocket and opening a door.

Behind the door is a downward step.

After entering, Wang Lang sucked his nose, and it was so stinking that Wang Lang smelled it very clearly.

It's the smell of rotting corpses, and the smell is very strong.

Qian Shuhao pulled a gate at the door and it was completely lit up.

Walk down the steps and reach the bottom, there is a straight passage, not long, only more than ten meters. There are five iron doors on both sides of the passage, and there is only one hole in the door, which puts things into it.

Wang Lang listened with his ears for a long time, but he didn't hear anyone else locking inside.

Qian Shuhao opened the innermost door and "Put him in."

As soon as the door opened, a moldy bitter smell, a stinky smell and some sour smell made Wang Lang feel like he was about to vomit.

There is only one mattress inside, and nothing else is left, and it is more difficult than the conditions in the titular.

Wang Lang threw Du Hao in.

Qian Shuhao locked the door and walked back without saying a word.

After leaving the hole, Qian Shuhao suddenly asked when he locked the door, "How much do you think is the chance of winning against Ah B?"

Wang Lang paused, not knowing that Qian Shuhao suddenly asked what he was doing.

"Five-five opening."

Qian Shuhao smiled in the darkness and repeated what Wang Lang said.

"I heard that your kung fu is not bad, where is your master?" Qian Shuhao asked again.

"No school, I'm practicing it myself." Wang Lang casually made excuses.

"Oh?" Qian Shuhao's laughter came, and there was also an oncoming wind.

Wang Lang turned his head and dodged, but the hand hung on top of Wang Lang's head and pressed down. Wang Lang leaned up and down, playing with the monkey picking peaches.

The moment his hand touched Qian Shuhao's clothes, Qian Shuhao closed his belly and arranged his palms.

Wang Lang hit his elbow, hitting the palm of Qian Shuhao's hand with one hand, and Wang Lang's other hand was straight and poked Qian Shuhao's throat.

Everything happened between lightning and flint, and both of them were in darkness, unable to see their eyes, and they all depended on their ears to listen to the fluctuations caused by the other party's actions.

Qian Shuhao's middle fingers and index fingers were joined together, and he came to the extreme speed point between the third to last rib and the fourth rib under Wang Lang's breasts, and the speed power was strong.

Wang Lang raised his hand and rubbed Qian Shuhao's palm. Qian Shuhao kept fighting forward again, and Wang Lang's Wuxianggong was working and leaned back with the flow.

Qian Shuhao only felt that his hand was like a mud cow entering the sea and could not be taken back. The hand was completely out of control and followed Wang Lang forward.

In desperation, Qian Shuhao's other hand was angry and wanted to pick Wang Lang's fairy peach with a fierce look. Wang Lang's heel was moving. Somehow, he actually avoided Qian Shuhao's claw like a needle swing.

Wang Lang's whole body suddenly curled up into a lump. When he bounced back, Qian Shuhao's whole body was involuntarily taken forward by Wang Lang.

When it was about to land, Wang Lang shook his hand holding Qian Shuhao's wrist. Qian Shuhao's whole body was like a rope shaking at one end.

It doesn't hurt, but it's just uncomfortable, just like drowning, and my body sways involuntarily in the undercurrent.

Water is invisible and seems weak, but in fact it contains the power of shaking the mountain.

Water can also be tangible. In the middle of winter, water can turn into ice and freeze to the extreme. It is invincible and indestructible.

Qian Shuhao tried hard to break free, but at that moment, the power that was hard to escape was suddenly withdrawn, and a force that was invincible rushed over. Qian Shuhao groaned and felt a hand tightly pressing against his arm and suddenly slipping on his chest.

The heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys in the body cavity seemed to have been displaced, and they wanted to suffocate. At the same time, Qian Shuhao was hit and flew backwards, but halfway through. The disgusting force came again, absorbing one of Qian Shuhao's arms, dragging Qian Shuhao to Wang Lang's side again.

But this time Qian Shuhao landed steadily and had no subsequent moves.

In the darkness, Qian Shuhao heard Wang Lang's apologetic voice, "Mr. Qian, how many offends."

Qian Shuhao rubbed his painful chest and spoke softly, "It's okay."

It was okay to say that he felt sorry for himself. He knew that he wanted to check Wang Lang's depth because Mao was so mean. He was the one who suffered at this moment.

The chest was so painful that Wang Lang had just slapped his face, and he had the illusion that his entire chest was broken into spider-web-like cracks. When he was breathing, he could feel the pain in his entire respiratory tract.

It is obviously a soft and watery force, but it hurts like it is burned by fire.

Wang Lang is quite grateful to Qian Shuhao now, because just now, Wang Lang suddenly realized something else.

Wuxiang Gong was realized by the ancestor who observed the sea, and Wang Lang also knew the Fire God Art at the same time.

One is water and the other is fire. Two incompatible skills arrive at Wang Lang at the same time, and there is a divine dragon's nine-level power in the middle, and there is no discomfort.

Wang Lang couldn't help but think of Yin and Yang.
Chapter completed!