One person: A fusion of Kizaru, the king of the trash-talking gang.

"Brother Xiao, Bilian, I'm going first..."

Night fell like a broad curtain over the earth. The door to the temporary workers' room was pushed open, and in the light shining from inside, Wang Zhenqiu, with long, flowing golden hair, tilted his head and chuckled softly as he spoke.

With a wave to everyone, he disappeared into the vast night.

"Let's make our move too!" Black-eyed and sharp eyes looked into the distance as Black Pipe said this, then tightened his grip on the launcher, got up and walked out of the room.

"Sister Bao'er, be careful."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Chulan felt that his words were somewhat superfluous.

What did you say?

Feng Baobao, who was packing homemade Molotov cocktails into her bag, ready to pull off a big heist, turned around and asked in a dazed and innocent way.

"It's okay, as long as you're happy."

"Oh, I'll be going now, I have a lot of tasks tonight."

With a heavy backpack on her back, she had barely taken a few steps out of the room when Feng Baobao threw a lit Molotov cocktail into the air.

Watching the flames spread and the roof blaze, Feng Baobao remembered Jiang Bailan's instructions and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Fire! Come out and collect the laundry!"

Zhang Chulan: "..."

Xiao Zizai: "..."

Zhang Chulan remarked that this was very much like Bao'er, and then disappeared into the night.

Xiao Zizai nodded to the two photographers, Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing, and slowly stepped into the darkness.

Although he didn't understand why Jiang Bailan wanted to record their battle, since the other party wanted to record it, Xiao Zizai naturally had to lend a hand and show off his skills...

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"The company's people have already started, it's our turn!"

Flames rose in the distance, illuminating the darkness of Biyou Village. Qiu Rang glanced at Shang Genqi beside him and was the first to leave.

Upon hearing this, the students with superior root abilities set off to find their opponents, leaving only Liu Wu Kui motionless, his small face as pale as paper.

"Jiang Bailan, you bastard!"

Thinking about the enemy he was about to face, Liu Wu Kui felt like dying.

If we categorize the enemies encountered by Biyou Village based on their strength, Jiang Bailan, the new village chief of Biyou Village, is undoubtedly the biggest boss.

It's the kind of thing where, apart from Old Ma, anyone who touches it will ascend to immortality.

So who is second?

Is he Wang Zhenqiu, who is usually effeminate, wears a white T-shirt and shorts, and is incredibly hot, but can also perform shamanistic rituals?

Is she the slovenly, unkempt, seemingly dull and stupid, but fiercely aggressive Feng Baobao?

Is he still the stubble-faced, ruthless, and taciturn hoodlum?

Or someone else?

……

These issues were originally controversial, but after Xiao Zizai brought Zhao Guizhen back in the afternoon, they became uncontroversial.

That's right!

That's what it means literally.

When Xiao Zizai returned carrying Zhao Guizhen, whose face was still distorted and whose spine was half a meter long, he became the second person after Jiang Bailan.

Xiao Zizai may not be the strongest, but he is certainly the most brutal.

Unfortunately, Liu Wu Kui's opponent was Xiao Zi Zai.

She was certain that this was all a conspiracy, a scheme orchestrated by Jiang Bailan to target and retaliate against her!

She wants to report it!

I just hate that there's nowhere to report it!

"Know-it-all" girl VS. Brutal uncle!

Liu Wu Kui's feelings at this moment were indescribable.

"Finally found you, so you were hiding here..."

Just as Liu Wu Kui was at a loss, Xiao Zi Zai, dressed in a green tracksuit and wearing gold-rimmed glasses, walked slowly toward them from the darkness in the distance with a "nuclear" smile on his face.

Liu Wu Kui: "Ah! A ghost!!!"

Looking at the other person's eerie smile in the darkness, and thinking that he too would be turned into "lamb spine," Liu Wu Kui raised his hands and started running wildly.

Xiao Zizai: "???"

Watching Liu Wu Kui disappear in a flash, Xiao Ziyi, who was ready to show off his skills, was dumbfounded. He quickly chased after him, because he couldn't let Special Envoy Jiang down!

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"I did it! I, Daoist Master, finally succeeded!!"

In a corner of Biyou Village, in the room where the self-cultivation furnace was placed, Ma Xianhong couldn't help but burst into laughter as he looked at the intact black puppet in front of him.

The laughter was not just the joy of success, but more of an outlet for the humiliation suffered over the past few days.

Who can understand how Ma Xianhong has been feeling during this time!

He is so difficult!

"Old Ma, you're so amazing, let me see for myself?"

Jiang Bailan was extremely curious at this moment. She never expected that Old Ma's broken furnace would actually replicate the Glint-Glint Fruit. This was like a cow taking a plane—it was incredibly awesome!

"Old Ma? Who are you talking to?"

Hearing Jiang Bailan still calling him Old Ma, Ma Xianhong was immediately displeased and declared, "The past is the past, and the present is the present. Don't mistake a moment for eternity!"

I tolerated you calling me Old Ma before because I hadn't replicated your superpowers!

Now that I've replicated your superpowers, you still call me Old Ma. Aren't I just being a jerk?

What, am I, Ma Xianhong, not worthy of a high-class title?

"Call me Ma Xianhong, the village chief of Biyou Village, the inheritor and promoter of the Divine Machine Refinement, the founder of the New Intercepting Sect, and the supreme master Ma!"

Ma Xianhong stood on the high platform of the cultivation furnace, spreading his hands with a carefree and arrogant expression, gesturing for the black puppet to stand beside him, and looked down at the scene below.

Jiang Bailan: "??? What the hell is this?"

Hearing that name, which was longer than an epitaph, Jiang Bailan thought that Lao Ma had gotten too big for his britches and dared to challenge her head-on.

This is a classic case of a child without a father—deserving a beating!

Looking at Ma Xianhong's arrogant smile, Jiang Bailan was speechless. Although he didn't know to what extent the cultivation furnace had replicated his Shining Fruit, what did that have to do with Ma Xianhong?

I can elementalize, even black puppets can be elementalized, but what does that have to do with you, Ma Xianhong?

Killing you is just a matter of minutes, isn't it?

"No?"

Upon discovering that Jiang Bailan still refused to back down, Ma Xianhong thought it was good; he liked that the other party had backbone. He didn't know how he would handle it if Jiang Bailan really gave in.

"Come on, Jiang Bailan, it's time to settle our scores!"

clap clap!

With a clap of his hands, a large number of beautiful puppets fell from the roof beams, rushing towards Jiang Bailan in a dark mass, clearly prepared in advance.

Taking advantage of this time, Ma Xianhong also took out his magic weapon from the Devouring Pouch.

"Old Ma, are you a dog? You turn on me so easily?"

Biu~

Golden light shone from her fingertips, and a sharp laser beam pierced through the brow of the woman wielding a hand knife.

The laser continued forward, piercing through seven or eight figures that rushed up behind it, clearing a vacuum area before finally piercing through the room where the cultivation furnace was located, exploding into a hemispherical flame with a diameter of more than ten meters in the open space outside.

"However... I don't have an advantage in terms of quantity!"

"Shave! Moonwalk! Tempest Kick!"

The nearly moldy Navy Type 6 finally found a use.

With a flash, Jiang Bailan dodged the attacks from all directions emanating from Ru Hua. His feet, which were stomping in mid-air, trembled rapidly, and more than a dozen lake-blue air blades, each several meters wide, flew out, raging wildly like a storm of sword blades.

The sword energy is everywhere!

The azure blade of air swept past, cutting cracks into the ground wherever it passed. Countless flowers were shredded to pieces, and large holes suddenly appeared in the wooden walls. Finally, unable to withstand the pressure any longer, the entire house collapsed with a roar.

Amidst the dust and smoke rising from the falling beams and walls...

Covered in black armor and surrounded by numerous magical treasures, Ma Xianhong charged forward like an arrow released from a bow.

"Jiang Bailan... I didn't expect you to be a master of swordsmanship!"