Chapter 320 Slap

On a naturally formed platform, a large octagonal plane iron frame is erected, and seven or eight lightning rods that are dozens of meters long are inserted on the iron frame.

Well, it's not right, to be precise, it's just a thunder attack.

The materials of these lightning-induced needles are extremely magnetic. In addition, the thunder clouds gathered by the wind are not high in nature. From time to time, you can see a flash of lightning breaking through the sky, leading down along the long needle, and hitting directly on the iron frame.

The structure of the iron frame is also unique. The falling lightning is distributed evenly onto the iron frame through one or insulating or conductive materials. The plane added by the iron can play an excellent temperature control role.

It seems that this person's ability is only able to gather and disperse the clouds in the sky. If it were put in ancient times, this method of causing trouble would be quite nourishing. Now

It was just a manifestation of the vain. Yang Fan thought in his mind that although the structure of this iron frame was clever, it just showed that the man had no means to control lightning and could only rely on external objects.

However, how can you deliver those barbecue kebabs? The risk seems to be too high.

Looking at the thunder that was being guided from time to time, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised, but then he thought that since these people had held many similar activities, most of them had solutions.

Coke on the side seemed to see the confusion on Yang Fan's face. He didn't say anything, but just pointed to the front left of everyone.

"Oh, so that's it." Seeing the flesh skewers floating in the air, Yang Fan cursed inwardly. Nian dynamics are not a great ability for the current demon hunters.

Later, it was time for dinner, and the demon hunter who was familiar with the mind gave the grilled skewers to everyone.

There were a lot of bells and swallows surrounding the wind. His witty words caused constant laughter. It was so lively that he had no time to come to trouble Yang Fan.

Yang Fan and the other two sat on the ground with the tray in their hands.

Put a slice of very thin beef into your mouth. Only a little seasoning was added to the steak, which was oily but not greasy, and was full of chew. There was also a faint burnt flavor and a trace of residual lightning. The stimulating tongue buds were numb and comfortable, making people feel endless aftertaste.

That is, people in the capital can enjoy life so comfortably. In other places, they are always threatened by insects. A bite of rice and half a piece of pancake may be life-saving food, and they need to be exchanged for life.

Yang Fan is not the kind of noble and selfless person. He also likes to enjoy life, and this idea is just fleeting.

After dinner, the group of people had activities next, but Yang Fan was not interested in participating. Seeing this, Fenghuang immediately refused to give up the invitation of her close friend and made the latter scold him for valuing sex over friends.

After showing an apology smile at Fenghuangliu, Yang Fan and the others were about to turn around and leave, but the lightning suddenly caught a glimpse of a lightning strike at a big tree near the platform.

The next moment, the towering tree with a diameter of one meter and a height of more than ten meters immediately turned into a sea of ​​fire. The smell of dead wood and burnt even hundreds of meters away could be clearly smelled.

The power of heaven and earth is very terrifying.

Yang Fan's ideas were deeper. According to his estimate, it is probably only a demon hunter with more than seven stars to produce skills comparable to this attack on the world.

If this force can be controlled

His heart suddenly jumped, and a very bold idea suddenly rose in his mind.

He looked at the Changfeng, who was still immersed in the powder, and the corners of his mouth cracked, as if he had seen a rare treasure, and then left without looking back.

The first thing he did when he returned to the Lan family was that Yang Fan grabbed Mu Bai and whispered something to him. The latter went from being surprised to be surprised, and finally showed a hint of pity, and silently observed the bastard who was being missed by the eldest son for three seconds.

After doing this, Yang Fan came to the Cheng family alone and talked about what they had in detail. The outsiders had no idea. They only knew that the Cheng family arranged a long-distance telephone to ask Yang Fan to contact Xi'an once.

It’s not that the communication between the various places cannot be maintained, but every time they contact, it will have to pay a lot of money. Most people will definitely not afford it. Even a top force like Cheng Liu will be very painful if you use it twice.

Even Fenghuang and Mu Bai were not very clear about the content of the chat this time. No matter how the two of them asked, Yang Fan just replied and called him before the time came.

"Bang--"

Mu Bai threw a black cloth bag heavily on the ground, holding a short stick in his hand, thinking of the trembling cloth bag on the ground,

This image is really too powerful.

"This kid is so treacherous. I, Lao Bai, squatted there for two days before I gave it to him from behind while he was alone, hehe."

Sure enough, the scepter and the bricks are indeed great weapons. Even Changfeng, who claims to be elegant and powerful, was hit.

That's right, Changfeng is the one who is put in the black bag. Mu Bai, the black-handed man, is too easy to deal with him with Mu Bai's strength.

If Changfeng was not living timidly and cautiously, except for those young men."

Miss"

He was very careful when he came and went in and out normally. In addition, Mu Bai didn't want others to see him, and he would not delay two days.

"I can let me go, fight me one-on-one with me, and sneak attacks secretly." Changfeng, who woke up from a daze, soon realized his own situation and immediately set up a swearing scene. He kept scolding for ten minutes without taking a breath.

silence.

Silence like death.

After the anger passed, Changfeng, who realized the reality, was a little panicked, but even at this time, he still did not give in and shouted that after the other party's duels, he said.

"Don't shout, I know who you are, but do you know who I am?".

When he heard this half-baked voice, although the other party's tone was a bit unkind, for Changfeng, he was afraid that the other party would not speak. If the other party was willing to give him a chance, he was confident that he could be able to escape danger with his eloquence.

"Ah, Xiao Gao, who owes me money? No, his voice is a bit thick. That's the old man who was spitted on me before, and the lines are too thin. I know, you."

While he was talking nonsense, he was analyzing the other person's origin in his mind, pondering whether he could offend someone recently. When recalling the voice just now, it suddenly flashed across his heart like a flash of lightning.

"It's you?"

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Chapter 320 Slap
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