After the Burmese man opened the door, he looked happy. The girl in front of him was Bai Ling'er who he saw on the plane, with a pure little face. At this time, he stood in front of him with expressionless expression. Although his expression was a little dull, it could not block her appearance.

The Burmese man's face was full of greed. Before he came to China to separate with his master, the old man asked himself to be more careful and said that he would never cause trouble in China. However, after he traveled in China for a few days, he did not see any so-called master in the master's words.

There were a few Taoist priests who knew some skills, but they were severely politically. One of them was seriously injured. After several consecutive murders, the Burmese man became more and more courageous, but he did not kill people in a fool, but he was more and more despised the Chinese practice world in his heart.

What a bullshit China, what a bullshit China? If there is really awesome person, why can’t you see one? Even if there is, your methods may not be much better than yourself. If you can’t beat him, can’t you run away? Anyway, you are a foreign guest, and Chinese people have to worry about it.

His master is too old-fashioned. Huaxia is no longer the same. After having this idea in his mind, the Burmese man became more and more unscrupulous and unscrupulous. Therefore, after seeing Bai Ling'er, he would do nothing. Although he felt a trace of spiritual energy on Bai Ling'er, so what? Are you still being controlled by yourself now?

After Bai Ling'er arrived in front of him, he was not in a hurry. He had been in a long time. The daughter in front of him who had been despised by him had completely recognized him. He did not need to be in a hurry. Before venting his descendants, he needed to find something to confirm that his senses were not wrong. He waved and said, "Come in."

Bai Ling'er followed the Burmese man and entered the room.

The Burmese man asked in a slight Mandarin, "What's your name?"

"Bai Ling'er."

The Burmese nodded, sat on the sofa in the room, and continued to ask: "Where did you get the iron wire king Gu on your body? Now give it to me."

The Burmese man finished speaking, and the girl opposite him pinched out a little black bug from her arms, but she did not hand the bug to the Burmese man, but showed hesitation.

The Burmese man raised his eyebrows and continued, "Leave it to me."

Before the last word I was released in the Burmese male dialect, the girl with a stiff and dull face in front of him suddenly turned her wrist and the Guworm in her hand bounced out, rushing straight to his face, and then he kicked his lower abdomen with a flying leg. The Burmese screamed strangely, tilted his body, avoiding the rushing Guworm, but he failed to avoid Bai Ling'er's blow.

This guy was also tough. After being kicked, he turned his body backwards, and a kite turned over and stood firm on the ground. At the same time, he took out the flute-like magic weapon on his waist and protected it on his chest, asking, "You... you didn't actually fall?" While this guy was asking, he waved the magic weapon in his hand and black smoke came out.

However, before he could do the next move, Zhang Muyang's cold voice rang beside him: "With your ability, you dare to come to China to act wildly? Do you dare to die?" As soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow flashed out, and the black smoke instantly disappeared.

Then there was a crisp sound of "bang".

The Burmese man, who was originally standing firmly on the ground, turned his head to the right. Because he had a strong rotation force, he swung his body three times before he fell to the ground with a "bang". Fortunately, the sound insulation effect in this room was very good and did not disturb others.

After being slapped to the ground by a slap, the Burmese people did not give up struggling. A donkey rolled up from the ground, and then he spitted out a mouthful of blood with a wow sound. Then, his fingers were covered with blood and outlined a ghost out of thin air. After a few blinks, the ghost face that was originally on the ground actually turned into reality. It seemed that something happened to an evil ghost and rushed straight to Zhang Muyang's face.

Zhang Muyang snorted coldly and said, "Is this the only way? I thought there was something to do." After Zhang Muyang finished speaking, he raised his palm forward and then grabbed it violently. The little ghost who rushed towards Zhang Muyang had been crushed into pieces and was wiped out in the blink of an eye.

"Wow, the house." The Burmese man collapsed directly. The ghost face just now was his ultimate move, and he was crushed by Zhang Muyang like this. He turned around and wanted to run away, but unfortunately the wind was on the back. The next second he slapped him in the face.

This time, his body did not rotate, but directly hit the floor with a "clang" sound, and a few teeth in his mouth disappeared instantly.

After being slapped, the Burmese man had not yet struggled to get up, his right hand had been cut off. Because the other party stepped on it very quickly and fiercely, he felt a severe pain in his brain after he saw his wrist shattering.

He was about to shout, but Bai Ling'er kicked him in the chest, blocking his screams back into his throat. The Burmese man's pupils exploded instantly, and there were bloodshot inside. His pair of dead fish eyes almost fell out. He had just made himself feel despicable. If he succeeded, if Zhang Muyang hadn't kindly reminded her, her fate would be self-evident...

So, Bai Ling'er showed no mercy on this kick, kicked her and broke seven ribs.

At this time, the Burmese man knew how big the mistake he had made before and how he was trying to die. No wonder his master reminded him that there could be no one in the vast China, how could there be no heroes? How could China be without heroes? Some time ago, he had a good fortune and had not met a master. This time he finally got the iron plate.

When Zhang Muyang was about to trample this guy to death, he raised his eyebrows. He knew that this group came from Southeast Asia without guessing. Although he didn't know which country it was, since he was a monk, he would definitely not do good things when he came to China. It would be better to ask clearly and see if there were any conspiracies and tricks, and any accomplices. If they were all in Xincheng, they would happen to be done together, so that they could harm the people here.

As for his despicable despicability to Bai Ling'er, it should have been by chance. He could not have known that he would meet Bai Ling'er in New City, so Zhang Muyang stepped on the remaining palm of the Burmese man and asked coldly: "What are you doing here?"

The Burmese man grinned in pain now, but he didn't know what spell the other party had put on him. He couldn't shout, so he could only lower his voice and said in broken Mandarin: "I'm a foreigner, it's illegal for you to do this, I want..."
Chapter completed!