Five seconds later, Wang Shuai walked over, pointed at the tree trunk and laughed.

"Oh my God, I'm so laughing to death, Brother Jiang, you're so funny! I'm as fierce as a tiger when I was doing it. I really thought you could discount the trunk. You're so laughing to death!"

Wang Shuai covered his stomach and laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist.

Last time he saw Jiang Beichen's hanging wrist-flying needle, he was really shocked, but when he went back to think about it, he felt a little suspicious.

After all, the other person is only in his twenties, how could he be a master of internal energy? Now it seems that last time was indeed a coincidence! Gao Chongming, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but shake his head.

Is this the young hero that Yuan Zhengnan flattered on the phone?

It seems that's the case now.

Originally, he came this time because he wanted to ask Jiang Beichen for some martial arts questions, but now it seems that he is afraid he will be disappointed.

Crack! But at this moment, a crisp sound suddenly sounded in the empty courtyard.

Wang Shuai's laughter stopped immediately, and he subconsciously looked up at the branches above his head.

However, the next second.

With a bang, the seat near the main trunk suddenly burst.

The huge branches fell down and smashed directly towards the bottom.

Wang Shuai couldn't avoid it, and with a "ah" sound, he was pressed down by the huge branches.

The kite fell to the ground safely.
Chapter completed!