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Chapter 2 Acting, you continue to act!(1/2)

"No!"

Looking at the sharp white light flying in, Meng Fanchen screamed and closed his eyes in despair.

However, a few seconds later, he found that the imagined pain did not appear and everything was normal.

"Hey, I'm not dead?"

Open your eyes in surprise and look forward.

But I saw a group of people looking at him in shock, as if they were ghosts, even with a hint of awe.

The young man in white had a twitching corner of his mouth, as if his face was unpredictable, and then he sneered: "I didn't expect that you still have treasures to protect your body, but you have some luck!"

"ah??"

Meng Fanchen was stunned.

Body protection treasure?

What are you talking about?

"Pretty! Do you think you can survive this way? I can only say... you are too naive!" The young man in white was angry and embarrassed. He appeared in his hand out of thin air, stepped on his right foot and rushed towards Meng Fanchen.

"Wow—"

He was too fast, like a majestic dragon going out to the sea, with a majestic momentum. He broke out in a yellow sandstorm wherever he passed, and a two-meter-wide trench plowed out of the ground.

So strong!

Feeling this momentum, Meng Fanchen's heart trembled and his face was as pale as paper.

Under this force, he felt his own insignificance, as if facing a mountain torrent and tsunami, without any possibility of resistance.

"don't want!"

He turned his head and closed his eyes, crossed his hands forward to block.

This is an instinctive reaction when people are afraid.

"Bang! Boom boom boom--"

But the next moment, a muffled sound came out, and then there were a series of roars.

With the experience of the last time, he opened his eyes in time this time!

But at first glance, he was shocked, then his face was pale and cold sweat flowed down his forehead.

On the opposite side, several small hills collapsed, as if they were smashed by something. Behind several piles of ruins, a figure in a broken clothes and covered in blood was slumped there, dying.

It was a boy in white!

The arrogant boy in white was now looking miserable and seemed to be able to die at any time.

"He's trying to get rid of the car!"

Almost instantly, such a thought appeared in Meng Fanchen's mind.

As for saying that he injured the young man in white... it was impossible.

With the strength this young man in white just showed, ten thousand of them were not enough for him to fight, and he would be crushed into scum in an instant!

The only possibility.

It was this young man in white who was trying to get into the car!

"Yes, it must be so! This young man in white is the servant of the peerless genius. In this way, his master will definitely stand up for him and kill me!"

Meng Fanchen took a deep breath.

This boy, he has such a sinister intention!

"Just... why did he do this? I am a fighter, and it's not good for him to crush me directly, why did he have to work so hard and even pretend to fall?"

Could it be...

In an instant, he thought of a drama.

This boy is obviously very strong.

But too cautious!

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth twitched and he looked at the "seriously injured" boy in white with helpless eyes.

I have no grudges and you.

Why do you do this?!

So he took a step forward and walked towards the boy in white.

He doesn't have to be afraid of anything now.

Death is dead!

Anyway, it’s all dead, so why would you be a wise ghost. He must ask the boy in white why he framed him!

As he stepped forward, the people who drank tea around him retreated one after another. Even the black-bearded man before lowered his head and did not dare to look at him.

It's like a king on a tour.

This made him want to laugh.

Unexpectedly, before dying, I could feel the style of a strong man, but unfortunately... they are all illusions.

Finally, he approached the boy in white.

"You... don't come over!"

Luo Yan opened his eyes in a daze and saw Meng Fanchen walking towards him, and his heart and courage were trembling.

"Um??"

Meng Fanchen frowned, still acting?

Keep moving forward.

"Don't come over... don't come over..." Luo Yan looked frightened, and he supported the ground behind his back with his hands, and his feet pressed against the ground and kept shrinking back, like a helpless little girl.

Meng Fanchen continued to move forward.

He continued to shrink back.

Finally, his back was against a hill, and his thick backing made him unable to retreat.

Looking at Meng Fanchen who was approaching, he was completely desperate, his face was pale, and even tears burst out from his eyes, and he roared heart-wrenchingly: "You... don't come here!!!"

Meng Fanchen's mouth twitched again.

play!

You continue acting!

The acting is quite similar, who will you show it to?

Do you think you are wasting your expression when you perform so hard just to frame me, Wushao.

Meng Fanchen had overcome his fear at this time. Anyway, the other party would not let him go, so what else should he be afraid of?

The dead are coming towards the sky!

If you take life and death indifferently, do it if you don’t accept it!

"Bang!"

He supported one hand on the stone wall behind Luo Yan, looked down at Luo Yan in a wall-to-mouth posture, and blocked the sight of everyone behind him with his body, and whispered: "Now there is no one anymore, can I tell you the reason, why do you do this?"

"I...I..."

Luo Yan trembled all over. In his eyes, Meng Fanchen was full of majesty at this time, and a strong sense of masculinity enveloped him, making him extremely frightened.

"It's good, you keep pretending!" Meng Fanchen nodded with a sneer, then slowly got up and touched his right hand to his belt.

Since you want to pretend.

Then don't blame me for being rude...

"What are you...what are you going to do?!"

Luo Yan's body trembled, and he felt the anus tightening. He struggled to retreat, but found that there was no way out and he clenched the stone wall behind him with his hands restlessly.

"What do you think?"

Meng Fanchen's mouth curled up, and a cold curve appeared, and his heart was already full of joy.

Cool!

It's so cool!!

He can be powerful before he dies!

This wave is not a loss.

"I...I said, I said!" Luo Yan was extremely afraid. Although he didn't know what Meng Fanchen asked, he could only answer quickly: "The little Luo Yan is the servant of Luo Qing, a disciple of Qingluan Sect. He is used to being arrogant by relying on his power... Now he has no idea about Mount Tai and offended his seniors. He deserves to die for thousands of crimes and die for thousands of crimes!"

Meng Fanchen was stunned.
To be continued...
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