At night, in a used school playground, two trucks were placed on the butt to the butt. There was a wire as thick as a thumb in the middle, and an ancient sword in the middle of the wire.

Wang Quan was surrounded by a group of minions and stood far away on the edge of the playground. He stared at the ancient sword in the middle of the steel wire, his heart full of expectations.

The truck started.

The driver stepped on the accelerator to the maximum again and again. "Zheng, Zang, Zang!" The place where the steel wire and the carriage made a sound like it was about to break.

"Tight! Exercise! Exercise harder and it will be almost out! Ah..." Wang Quan looked at his wife who was suffering from difficult delivery.

The dozen people under him also tightened their bodies and shouted with him.

The driver put the accelerator even harder. They felt the maternal anxiousness.

But the wind has not moved.

"Stop.Stop.Stop." Wang Quan ordered the driver to stop.

The truck was too loud and he couldn't hear him at all. Two of his men ran up to knock on the door and gestured.

The car stopped. Wang Quan got angry: "Did you all grow up eating shit? You can't use your brain, you can only use brute force? Take me back, step on the accelerator to the bottom, and then sprint!"

The driver agreed with a promise. A minion from behind reached out to his thumb and smiled flatteringly: "The boss is smart, you can think of such a good way. The boss must have grown up with Ganoderma lucidum, right? Or he would have eaten imported milk powder..."

Wang Quan turned around and rolled his eyes: "Can Ganoderma lucidum be eaten as a meal? Milk powder is made of milk. If I want to eat this, will I become a cow? It would be fine if you fuckingly call me stupid, you can't call me not a human..."

As he counted, he slapped his chestnuts and fell like a storm. The beating made the subordinate hug his head with both hands, scream, and run around the playground. While running, he distinguished: "Awesome means being strong, oh... say you are awesome, that means you are not only smart, ah... but also awesome boss, oh don't beat him, boss..."

Wang Quan ignored him, put his hands together and said, "You told you to flatter me. If you can't pull out this sword today, I will tie you to the steel wire and pull it out."

When his subordinate heard this, he was so scared that he fell to his head and knelt down on the ground and pleaded: "Boss, please spare me, please spare me..."

The place where he knelt down was right in front of a car. At this time, the car had enough accelerator and rushed forward. Wang Quan saw that it was coming fiercely and did not care about hitting people, so he dodged to the side.

Seeing him leaving without saying a word, his subordinates rushed up and hugged his legs: "Please, please, I am loyal to you. I have an eighty-year-old mother and eighteen children. Who will support them if I die?"

The car came so fast. In the blink of an eye, it had passed the length of the steel wire, but there was no sign of stopping, and it was still rushing forward at its original speed.

"Pull it out! Pull it out!" Wang Quan forgot that he was in danger and jumped up with joy.

He jumped a few times and found that he couldn't jump at all, so he remembered again that one leg was being held by someone. It was no big deal to be held by someone, but at this time, being held by someone in this place would be a fatal matter.

He looked down at his subordinate. The strong light of the headlight shone on his face, which was not much better than a ghost. Tears spurted out from his tightly closed eyes, and the corners of his pants were still in his mouth, making a whimper, and he had already lost his mind.

Wang Quan kicked him hard, and the other party was like a rubber man, not moving at all.

"Stop! I threw your mother away, didn't you see you in front? Parking, parking, parking, parking..."

"Ah--" The driver was in a hurry, trying to step on the brake but hit the accelerator, trying to pull the handbrake but grabbed the gear lever... "Mom, I don't want to live anymore!" He simply hugged his head with both hands and buried it on the steering wheel, leaving it to fate.

The truck rushed through the location where Wang Quan and his friends were, rushed out of the playground, and rushed towards a dilapidated teaching building.

The truck passed through the teaching building. "Boom..."

Wang Quan found that he was not dead. Even if he found that he was not dead, he was really not dead.

He saw a black shadow sweeping over as the headlights shone, grabbing his neck, swinging away from the truck road like a swing.

Next to him was an old man with gray hair. He was not someone else, but Zhuang Mengdie, who was terrified of everyone.

"This... strong, strong, brave man... Mr. Zhuang, thank you very much!" Wang Quan's knees softened and he was about to kneel down. He was halfway through his knees, and his legs were stuck. Then he remembered that there was a person kneeling under his feet and he had fainted.

"Come on me! I'll chop it!"

A subordinate came up with a watermelon knife: "How to chop it, boss?"

"I just need to take my feet off his hands, chop them as much as you like..."

"Oh." His subordinate waved his knife.

"ah……"

"ah……"

The two of them screamed at the same time, one was his kneeling under his hands, and the other was Wang Quan standing.

But Wang Quan could no longer stand up.

Wang Quan broke one leg.

The kneeling man broke his arm and the two of them rolled together.

After rolling for a long time, Wang Quan lay on the ground and pointed the remaining toe at his subordinate who was wielding his knife: "Talent! You are such a fucking talent!... Why didn't I notice it before? I asked you to pick the lock... Do you have to break the lock and the chain? You cut off my legs, you, you, you, you, haven't you found someone to install it for me! Go quickly!"

"Yes, yes, yes." The subordinate responded, but did not move. With a "clang", the knife shook to the ground.

"Sorry, you praised the wrong person," Zhuang Mengdie bent down and looked down at Wang Quan with a pale lips, with a mocking smile on her face. "The only one is me, I am the one, because I taught him how to do this. You are right. I always pry the locks and chains together when I pick them, otherwise I would even blow up the building together, haha."

Wang Quan: "I'll fuck your ancestor..."

Zhuang Mengdie: "My ancestors turned into soil early."

Wang Quan: "I fuck your mother, it's not right, fuck your daughter!"

Zhuang Mengdie was not angry and stood up straight: "Chop his other leg for me."

Wang Quan cried: "No, no! One leg can still use crutches, but I can only get out of here without legs... Please Mr. Zhuang, my great benefactor, I won't fuck your daughter or your mother, please let my legs go!"

At this time, someone came to report: "Mr. Zhuang, the sword has been found, but it has not been unsheathed." He held an ancient pine-patterned sword in both hands and presented it to Zhuang Mengdie respectfully.

Zhuang Mengdie took it in her hand, gently stroked it, and looked like she would eat it and live forever immediately.

"I can leave your leg for you," he turned to Wang Quan, "but it won't be left for you in vain. What are you going to buy?"

"A hundred million, is it enough?" Wang Quan's heart was full of hope, but he also regretted: "Why did I become so big as soon as I open my mouth? If others are not satisfied and bargain with me, what should I do to increase it? Moreover, my leg is not worth so much money."

Sure enough, Zhuang Mengdie shook her head at him, not enough.

Wang Quan panicked and added chips randomly: "Add another hundred beauties!"

Zhuang Mengdie seemed to be smiling but still didn't nod.

Wang Quan: "This is all my belongings. If you are not satisfied, you can only add my mother. Do you want it?"

Zhuang Mengdie's face sank, "Stop talking nonsense, I'll ask you, who did you get this sword? Have you killed him?"

Wang Quan was happy: "Yes, yes, I killed him. That person is Guan Qianjian. I didn't want to kill him, but when I heard that he stole your things, I was angry for a moment and couldn't help but kill him. Hehe, you don't have to thank me, just give me a discount, - I'm talking about this leg..."

"Discount? What's the discount?" Zhuang Mengdie pretended to be confused, "Can you get a fracture?" Suddenly shouted: "Is it okay to have a fracture?"

Wang Quan was speechless.

Zhuang Mengdie took out her cell phone, squatted down, and handed the Dao Wang Quan's nose, "Look carefully for me, is it this person? Have you killed him?"

Wang Quan solemnly opened his eyes and looked at the photos on the screen of his mobile phone - to be precise, it was a painting. It was an avatar made of a few simple lines, with long hair, long nose and long eyebrows, which was the ancient costume version of Guan Qianjian.

Wang Quan scolded: "Old guy, ask me knowingly! You won't die a good death..."

"To be honest, I was going to kill him, but I was rescued by Yun Ni."

Zhuang Mengdie nodded: "It's great, fortunately you didn't kill him. I should kill him. If the pig dies, can you still eat pig blood?"

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At four o'clock in the morning, Guan Qianjian dwarf was walking on the way to get off work. A group of people appeared in the alley in front of him. An old man with gray hair stood in front of him and leaned against the wall easily and comfortably.

Zhuang Mengdie. It seems that Zhuang Mengdie has been waiting for them for a long time.

"Are you going by yourself, or do you need my hands to come and help?"

"Of course we can leave by ourselves," Guan Qianjian recognized him at a glance and said with a smile, "but we also need some help from your subordinates..."

"Huh?" Everyone showed anger on their faces. They just waited for the boss to give him a command and were about to come forward to teach them a lesson.

"You misunderstood," Guan Qianjian gave them a plain smile, "I just want you to help lead the way."

Zhuang Mengdie stood up straight, "Please."

Following Zhuang Mengdie's gesture, the crowd retreated to both sides, giving way to a gap of about one foot wide. Guan Qianjian held Yun Ni's hand and squeezed through the middle, and Zhuang Mengdie pressed behind him.

"Senior Zhuang, can you explain why you wanted to catch us?" Guan Qianjian asked when the three of them sat in a spacious hall on the 24th floor.

Zhuang Mengdie lay on the sofa opposite him, and he heard this, bounced up, put his elbow on his knees, and pointed his other hand at the coffee in his hands: "Have I caught you? If I caught someone, can I still be treated so well? Sitting comfortably in the clean and bright hall, drinking coffee and listening to music, - do you really think I am a person with no temper?"

"I'm not using the word properly," Guan Qianjian sneered slightly: "So, please be so polite to invite us to come. What big things should I discuss?"

"It's right to ask this," Zhuang Mengdie nodded and smiled, "There are no big things, but there are some small things. I want to borrow something from you."

Guan Qianjian spread his hands and legs and said, "You should know that I am not aware of anything, what can you lend you?"

Zhuang Mengdie smiled but did not answer, raised her right hand and snapped her fingers. A man behind her lowered his head and said "Yes", turned around and walked into a room.

The sound of gear rotation and the prompt sound of the password box came from the room.

Half a minute later, his subordinates walked out and held an ancient sword in both hands.

Guan Qianjian's face changed drastically and he stood up.

"Is this thing yours?" Zhuang Mengdie asked.

"yes!"

"Bringed from another world?"

"Yes! How do you know?"
To be continued...