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Chapter 1667 I can really fool you(1/2)

In Maserati, Tang Luo looked at the car in front and smiled.

Everything tonight was more perfect than he thought!

First, he weighed the combat power of the master Huajin. With his current strength, he could fight against the early stage master Huajin!

Second, after taking over a subordinate in the early stage of Huajin, his strength increased greatly!

Next, even if the masters in the early stage of the Blood Prison Pavilion Sect came to the peak of the early stage of the Huajin period, or even the mid-stage period, he felt that he could fight, rather than lacking resistance!

The most important thing is that it has been proved that the dragon pattern dagger can indeed break through the body protection energy!

In other words, even if he does not step into the Huajin, as long as his combat power can keep up, he can fight across borders!

"The dark force fights into force, there are not many in the entire ancient martial arts world, right? I'm really a monster!"

After Tang Luo was proud, he thought of the Blood Prison Pavilion constantly sending his subordinates to him, and he grinned again.

He felt that his team... all depends on the Blood Prison Pavilion!

Now is the early stage of Huajin, and next is the peak of Huajin's early stage, the middle stage of Huajin...

I don’t know what the owner of the Blood Prison Pavilion will feel after knowing this situation?

But he also knew that the premise was that he had to keep getting stronger, at least he had to withstand the masters sent by the Blood Prison Pavilion!

Otherwise, if someone kills him directly, why would he stop him?

"Is this a motivation to become stronger, right?"

Tang Luo's expression was a bit strange.

"One day, for the sake of the innate nature, I will definitely thank the Blood Prison Pavilion... to take the Blood Prison Pavilion for my own use!"

Ten minutes later, three cars parked in front of a large hot pot restaurant.

"I have blood on my body..."

Liu Zong looked at Tang Luo and hesitated for a moment.

"It's okay, let's go."

Tang Luo smiled and walked inside.

"Ah, you guys are..."

The waiter was so scared that his face turned pale when he saw Tang Luo's broken clothes and the blood on Liu Zong's body.

"Haha, my sister, don't be afraid. We just finished filming and had not had time to change our clothes. We were hungry, so we had a hot pot first."

Tang Luo said with a smile.

"Film?"

When he heard Tang Luo's words, not only the waiter was stunned, but also Liu Zong and others were stunned. What's this fucking... Is it just like I open my mouth?

"Yes, filming."

Tang Luo nodded and pointed to Liu Zong's wound.

"It's all fake. If it's true, can you still walk with such a serious injury? You've been sent to the hospital long ago."

The waiter looked at Liu Zong and seemed to think Tang Luo was right. He nodded: "Well, this makeup is quite realistic, his face is pale... What are you taking photos?"

"The Perspective Master of Beauty President", an online drama adapted from an online novel, I will play the male lead... Then you can take a look!"

Tang Luo said with a smile.

"Okay, OK, I like reading online novels, too."

The waiter believed it and kept nodding.

"Please, please come in there."

"Well, find us a single room and sit outside and don't scare others anymore."

Tang Luo said to the waiter.

"Okay, please come with me."

The waiter nodded and led the way.

"How is it? I said it's okay? Haha, let's go and have hot pot."

Tang Luo smiled proudly.

“…”

Zuo Qianqiu and others followed, but they muttered in their hearts that they had to be careful of this guy in the future. They were too fooling. Don’t let him fool him and sell him another day, and count the money for him!

When I arrived at the private room, the waiter looked at Liu Zong's injury again: "When will you be on this online drama? I have to check it out even if I just rush the realistic makeup technique..."

"Well, it's going to be next year."

Tang Luo said casually.

"I'm just starting to shoot."

"Oh, okay, it's going to be next year."

The waiter was a little disappointed, and then took the menu and asked Tang Luo and others to order the dishes.

After ordering the dishes, the waiter went out.

"How does it feel?"

Tang Luo looked at Liu Zong and asked.

"It's okay, after all, it's made of makeup."

Liu Zong said dryly.

"Well, Lao Liu, you are quite humorous."

Tang Luo coughed dryly.

“…”

Liu Zong stopped talking.

"Then what, give me your hand, I'll take your pulse first..."

Tang Luo also felt a little embarrassed and said to Liu Zong.

Liu Zong nodded and handed his hand to Tang Luo.

Tang Luo grabbed his wrist, calmed down, and carefully diagnosed.

Just as the diagnosis was made, the waiter came in to deliver things. Seeing this scene, he was stunned for a moment.

"Haha, let's practice the plot next to it."

Tang Luo said to the waiter.

"Yeah, you are so dedicated... I will definitely watch your online drama, and I will wait next year."

The waiter said seriously.

"Hahaha, OK."

Tang Luo smiled, then you have to wait.

After the waiter went out, Tang Luo let go.

"Brother Luo, are you fooling someone else's little girl like this, okay?"

Feilong couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help asking.

"Or what should I say? Don't worry, she will forget in a few days..."

After Tang Luo finished speaking, he looked at Liu Zong.

"The poisons in you are the same. I'm too worried about it. I think the poisons that make the spirit are different."

"When will it be detoxified?"

Liu Zong asked.

"No hurry, you don't want the waiter to be covered with silver needles when you come in? I really can't explain it if this happens."

Tang Luo shook his head.

"Let's talk about it when the dishes are delivered."

"good."

Liu Zong nodded.

Soon, all the dishes were delivered and two bottles of wine were added.

"Come on, let's have one first, welcome Lao Liu to join!"

Tang Luo picked up the cup.

"I'm very happy that Lao Liu can join."
To be continued...
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