Movie Variety Show: Extraordinary Witch Pendant

At the door downstairs, Qingxi held a shotgun and mustered up the courage to confront Zhao Longdou.

Zhang Lang goes out and directly uses his double guns to give the answer.

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The classic knife of Korean gangsters, Zhang Lang starts with two submachine guns when he goes out.

The gun swept a large area.

The gangsters are so arrogant, Zhang Lang will attack them from a lower dimension.

Without even giving them a chance to beg for mercy, a group of little Karami were sent directly to see God.

Zhang Lang didn't even want to add this kind of supporting role dialogue scenes to him. He just went offline to get his lunch box, finished the work early, and rushed to the next scene.

Zhang Lang looked at the old hunting rifle and said with a smile: "Sister Qingxi, these people will not bother you again. Tianran and I will stay for a while and then leave. You can call the police and tell them that there was a large-scale gunfight here. The police will not embarrass you."

"But so many people died..." Qingxi felt compassionate and wanted to say something.

Zhang Lang was speechless. Your house is about to be robbed, and you are still acting like the Virgin Mary?

“They are all gangsters who bully men and women on a daily basis and do not deserve sympathy.

If the police ask you, just say you don’t know, you just heard the gunshots and were so scared that you didn’t dare to come out to see what was going on.”

It seems that Kyung Hee is a little afraid of herself.

Zhang Lang smiled and said, "You should be afraid of these people. You don't have to be afraid of me."

Kyung Hee opened his mouth and added, "But there's no need to kill them."

Zhang Lang resisted the urge to give her a peanut.

Finally, he explained: "If you let them go, the next time they come, think about whether your brother Daji and you will be alive? Think about it yourself."

"Go get that big bag of mine, and let's go."

Zhang Lang patted Tianran's head.

He gestured to her about his backpack.

Tianrandai obediently ran in to get his backpack.

Zhang Lang walked over and fired a few more shots at everyone. The fine tradition of finishing off the enemy cannot be lost.

In case someone's heart is on the right side.

Or if someone is as small-brained as Tiannidai, it will be troublesome.

Qingxi watched Zhang Lang taking Tianrandai away, and felt a little worried about the little girl being taken away by Zhang Lang.

Zhang Lang could see that Qingxi was really extremely compassionate.

If she stayed any longer, she would really collapse.

Qingxi said, "Mr. Zhang, do you want to take her away?"

Zhang Lang sighed and said, "You should have seen that she is not an ordinary person. She kicked the car door away and killed several people like chickens. If you stay here, it will bring you trouble."

Zhang Lang looked at Tianran after he finished speaking, handed him a handful of melon seeds and said, "Do you want to come with me?"

Tianrandai took the melon seeds and nodded his little head frantically.

Zhang Lang opened the door for her, started the car, lowered the window and said, "Remember to call the police quickly, live a good life with your brother and don't be too sympathetic in the future."

Originally, he wanted to let Qingxi go to Jialifeng Cave to find Zhang Qiandan, and mention her name to ask Zhang Qiandan to help her. But after thinking about this, Zhang Lang wanted to kill her now.

Qingxi thought for a moment, watched the car go away quickly, and whispered: "Are you right?"

Zhang Lang in the car heard this and smiled with relief. Fortunately, he did not tell her his name, and he also refrained from telling her that if she was in trouble, she should go find Zhang Qiandan.

"This punch has been in use for almost thirty years. It can't be blocked."

Tianrandai was cracking melon seeds rapidly, but when he heard Zhang Lang talking to himself, he could not help but stop cracking the seeds.

"Eat your melon seeds. I'll take you to find some people."

Zhang Lang brought her some other snacks, and Tianran's eyes were sparkling all the way.

Passing by a river.

Zhang Lang's mental power allowed him to see the figure floating on the river even in a car moving at high speed.

Park the car, light a cigarette and walk over slowly.

Tianrandai trotted after him.

Zhang Lang glanced at the greedy girl who still had snacks in her mouth.

Laughing dumbly.

"Look at that person in the river. She's not dead yet. Bring her out of the water."

Only then did Tianrandai notice the figure in the river.

Zhang Lang controlled the people in the river to float over with his mental power, and pointed to an open space under his feet.

Tianrandai has a strong mental strength and can place people accurately under his feet.

Zhang Lang is not being kindhearted, nor does he have a heart of a saint.

The tattoo on this man's neck and the scars on his body indicate that he is not an ordinary person.

He must be a protagonist with great luck.

This is the law. If you don't die after jumping off a cliff, you will get the martial arts secrets. If you don't die after jumping into a river, you will get the Qilin Arm. Aren't there many people who don't die?

Zhang Lang checked and found a scratch on the head and multiple knife wounds on the body.

This is the same person who died eight times.

He was carrying a container wrapped in cloth, with an unknown creature moving around inside.

Zhang Lang knew it at a glance. It was similar to the serum-mutated creatures in the United States, or the parasitic beasts in daily life.

Is this another virus-based biological weapon developed by South Korea?

This is completely different from what Dr. Bai and his colleagues are doing, which is to directly inject the genes of criminals into the brain and then slowly experiment to create superior genes.

This type should be used on the body surface, activated through the skin or mucous membranes, to achieve parasitic changes in human functions and create biochemical humans.

The person under your feet should be Cai Zijing.

The answer is obvious.

Tianrandai was very curious about Cai Zijing's tattoo.

Tianrandai was curious but didn't say anything. He looked at Zhang Lang and then at the tattoo.

"You should open your mouth and ask me. You can't just look back and forth like this and make me guess what you're thinking."

Zhang Lang said softly.

"Oh" Tianrandai responded with just one word.

"Oh, okay, there's nothing I can do about you."

Zhang Lang squatted down and pointed at the tattoo and said, "This thing is called a tattoo. Some people get it for commemoration, and some get it just for fun."

Tianrandai stretched out his finger and poked Cai Zijing's tattoo.

"This is probably a gangster. They think it can intimidate the enemy. It looks intimidating."

He pulled Tianran Dai up and warned him, "You are not allowed to get a tattoo. Don't even think about it."

"Oh"

Zhang Lang looked at Cai Zijing, the Tyrant and the Witch, and didn't know who was stronger.

Invest once and observe later.

Just start a fire.

The nights in South Korea are still very cold, of course for ordinary people.

Cai Zijing can now be considered just an ordinary, relatively strong person.

He had been soaked in water and was soaked all over. Plus he was injured, so you can imagine how high his body surface temperature was.

The fact that he can't be frozen to death is a sign of great luck.

The clothes were taken off, the wounds were simply treated, and the wound on the head was simply disinfected.

Zhang Lang did not suture her wound directly, but asked her to find someone she knew herself to trigger the plot.

"Stop pretending when you wake up."

Zhang Lang had a headache because these lucky protagonists were all cruel and ruthless.

His methods are cruel, but his IQ is ridiculously high.

"You saved me?"

"Even if I don't save you, you won't die."

Zhang Lang said with a smile while smoking a cigarette.

"Thank you, can you give me a cigarette?" Cai Zijing struggled to sit up.

"No problem." Zhang Lang threw a pack of cigarettes to her. Judging from his tone, it should be the second personality, the twin brother who is in charge. "You are very handsome and a very nice person." Zhang Lang was sure of his twin sister.

"You are also very beautiful, and you look very heroic." Zhang Lang praised her.

Zhang Lang is well aware of the business mutual promotion model.

Cai Zijing pulled out a burning piece of wood from the fire and lit a cigarette with her head tilted.