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Chapter 957

The sudden sound suddenly condensed the atmosphere to freezing point. Ye Jian, who was trying to climb up, was also startled by the sound and looked around vigilantly, not knowing where the sound came from.

After finally finding the source of the sound, Ye Jian pointed to Wang Lang's pocket.

When Wang Lang touched it, he found that it was his cell phone. He took it out and saw that it was a call from a stinky girl Yu Xiaomei.

If you don’t fight late or not, you will be beaten in this situation and you don’t know what you want to do if you drink.

Wang Lang's mobile phone was turned off and stuffed into his pocket.

The ringtone of the mobile phone and the light of the mobile phone suddenly attracted the attention of the group of people who were following Wang Lang. I don’t know who called one on it, and a group of ders shot without saying a word.

Without thinking, Wang Lang jumped down from the hole he kicked out just now.

At the vertical height below, Wang Lang could be safe and sound when he jumped down, but it was not that easy to say if Ye Jian jumped down. However, the opponent's firepower was not bad, so Ye Jian had to wander around the back.

After landing, Wang Lang instantly felt something was wrong, and he felt like a sheep was entering the tiger's mouth.

Wow!

The originally dark palace suddenly lit up.

On the dragon throne, Jin Bo was wearing golden armor and sitting above with a big golden sword, smiling at Wang Lang in the center of the palace.

There were more than fifty people neatly arranged around him, everyone was wearing bulletproof vests and had bulletproof shields in his hand, staring at Wang Lang.

A group of people suddenly rushed in from the door, all wearing bulletproof vests and holding bulletproof shields in their hands, attacking them from front to back, and Wang Lang was sandwiched in the middle. There was no way to advance or retreat, no way to left or right, no way to heaven, no way to go down the ground.

Jin Bo has been waiting for the rabbit to wait for Wang Lang to get into the trap he has set up.

"Brother, I'm still too young." Jin Bo smiled and lit Wang Lang with his fingers across the air.

Wang Lang threw Spark on the ground, who had only intake but not out of breath, "Jin Bo, my brother is in your hands."

"Not bad." Jin Bo admitted directly.

Wang Lang grinned at Jin Bo, "Yes, I'll admit it today."

"Brother, it's 10 billion, or US dollars. Who can't be moved? Do you think so?" Jin Bo held his hands in a lie and made a gesture of holding money. The smile on his face was really like a happy flower.

"I'll change my brother." Wang Lang stared at Jin Bo.

Jin Bo clenched his fists and leaned on his knees, and suddenly laughed, as if he had heard some funny jokes, so that his entire shoulders were trembling in the end.

The laughter gradually stopped, Jin Bo narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Lang, "Wang Lang, do you still have some understanding of your situation? You are still negotiating conditions with me when you are imprisoned? What qualifications do you have to negotiate conditions with me? The clay Buddha crosses the river and is unable to protect himself, and he still has to exchange you for your brother? Are you teasing me? Ah?"

As Jin Bo talked, he started laughing again, and the laughter became louder and louder, and finally tears were about to come out of laughter.

After laughing for dozens of seconds, Jin Bo stopped smiling after a violent cough and looked down at Wang Lang, "Wang Lang, I heard that the leader of the Secret Thorn, the Dragon King, can go to heaven and earth and be omnipotent. Can I open my eyes today and let me see how it is omnipotent, ah? OK?"

It's like surrounding a clown, trying every means to tease the clown to achieve his own happiness.

Wang Lang's lips curled up, and when the corners of his lips curled up, it was like a sharp edge slightly raised on the tip of a knife. It was breathtaking.

Jin Bo's daughter came in now, and slowly walked to Jin Bo with a bottle of wine, squatted down, and knelt beside Jin Bo and started drinking.

The woman turned to look at Wang Lang and actually laughed. The provocative meaning made Wang Lang feel hurt.

"Why are you laughing at?" Jin Bo pinched his daughter's face.

"He threatened me just now and asked me to wait, but now he was caught by his father." Jin Bo's daughter expressed her thoughts.

Jin Bo laughed loudly, let go of his daughter's face, picked up the wine glass and took a nice sip, "There is an old saying in our hometown: A scholar who has been deserted for three years, and the Dragon King, who kills people, is no longer there. The Dragon King is now just a reptile, a reptile that I can slaughter."

Wang Lang's lips are still sharp, "There is another saying in my hometown that is neither new nor old, which is called the villain's forced talk too much before his death."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a few bangs coming from Wang Lang's feet and hands. In less than a second, Wang Lang was shrouded in the white dust.

The white dust was heading towards all directions, feeling like it was about to fill the entire palace.

"Smoke bomb!" Jin Bo frowned, stood up with a cry, grabbed a knives and rushed into the smoke, "What are you doing when you are standing there? Shoot!"

All the guards fired one after another, but the group of ders were also strong, because there were a group of people standing at the door, and there was a group of people standing inside. The middle was covered with smoke. When the gun was fired, they actually shot their own people. Fortunately, they had bulletproof shields, otherwise many people would have been killed in this wave.

Jin Bo's head numb in the chaos, and the golden helmet on his head flew out. Jin Bo was so scared that he hurriedly hid.

After everything disappears.

There were two crushed smoke bombs and two crushed smoke bombs left on the ground, and Wang Lang was no longer in the future.

Jin Bo picked up the golden helmet on the ground. The golden dragon and the helmet on the head were already different from each other. They were separated by a shot. The connection between the two was very short. After one shot, they could be interrupted without bias. The other party gave him a simple meaning.

If I can accurately break something a centimeter long and short, a few millimeters thick, I can smash your dog's head as big as a chamber pot. I will keep the dog's life, and I will come and take it sooner or later.

Jin Bo sat on the dragon throne and looked down at Jinlong and Jinhew. He knew that Wang Lang would not kill him, but wanted to save Lei Huaer out, otherwise his dog head would have been smashed in the moment.

"Dad, did he run away?" Jin Bo's daughter knelt beside her and looked a little incredible.

This suddenly hit Jin Bo's uncomfortable point. Jin Bo slapped his daughter with his backhand and shouted at him, "Do I need your reminder?"

Because she was wearing golden armor and her wrist guards were also inlaid with gold pieces, she slapped her daughter's face in an instant. She covered her face in pain. When she lowered her head, her eyes were full of resentment and tears fell.

"Get out of here!" Jin Bo kicked his daughter. Then he pointed at a group of guards, "Get out of here with a bunch of waste!"

Before he finished speaking, two black round bumps were thrown from the hole above his head and rolled down to the ground.

"Grenade!" a sharp-eyed roared.

Everyone hid.

Wang Lang at the top of the palace shot the man who had just shouted, and the crisp sound of the clang fell down with a stream of blood.
Chapter completed!
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