Juvenile Medical God - Chapter 700

"Big enemy?" Wu Minghou sneered with disdain. "The Guror Mercenary Corps is claimed to be one of the top five powerful mercenaries in the world, but in my eyes it is just a chicken." Is your mercenary group strong? But the people who came today are not completely annihilated. I have only used three people to turn over your people. You actually want to threaten me with the Gilbert mercenary group? It’s a big joke! Moreover, Since you have to do the right thing with the Dragon Snakes, I can tell you clearly. Within a year, the Gurry Mercenary Corps you are in will be completely delisted!"

Qin Lang can't help but admire Wu Minghou. This head is not only cultivated as a realm, but even the word front is so powerful.

Compared with Wu Minghou, the style of Kungong is really low.

"I hope that General Wu will have this skill!" Although Kungong is not as good as people, he does not believe that Wu Minghou can annihilate the Guror mercenary group. Even Kungong does not believe that he will have something because Kungong is not a People are fighting, and there are Tantric Blacks behind him, and there are many masters.

Although the Black Church is not recognized by other secret religions, it is one of the branches of Tantrics. After all, it belongs to the Buddha. As an important disciple of Buddhism, Kungong does not believe what Wu Minghou can do with him.

Because even in the six doors of China that have continued for thousands of years, they dare not scream with super-religious such as Buddhism and Taoism.

Xia Yiwu banned, this is the six door-to-door laws well known in the rivers and lakes. However, the prohibition and the law are just for the vast majority of ordinary people, and the strong can still ignore or even trample on the law.

For example, the super-existence of Buddhism and Taoism, even if it is to kill a few people at will, the six doors can only turn a blind eye, because the contents of the six doors are not comparable to the Buddha and Taoism. What's more, many of the six doors are from Buddhism and Taoism, so can you give them a few faces?

Kungong is an important figure of Tantric, and it has a great background. When he rushes to this point, he thinks that Wu Minghou does not dare to move him because Wu Minghou should not want to offend Tantra.

Wu Minghou heard the meaning of Kungong, and he could not help but sneer: "So, you are still lucky in Kungong?"

"I think, the generals of the military should not completely offend the Tantra? Otherwise, you will not let Master Solang leave." Kungong said.

"Hey? It seems that I have completely cut off your thoughts." Wu Minghou said faintly, a palm of the palm of the hand hit a palm, and a golden palm print hit the hole in the Kuntian Dantian.

Wow!

Kungong squirted a blood, and the whole person suddenly fell down and seemed to be a lot older.

"You...you dare to abolish my Dantian!" Kungong snorted, Dantian hole was abolished, and Kungong's body was repaired into nature.

Kun Gong thought that Wu Minghou did not dare to treat him, at least to the face of Tantric, not what he would be. However, it is obvious that Wu Minghou is different from those of the six doors. Wu Minghou has no scruples at all, so he directly abolished Kungong’s efforts and completely lost his luck.

"Yes, I have forfeited your efforts." Wu Minghou said, "If you don't want to know something from your mouth, I will directly ask for your life. You are not the instructor of the Gilbert Mercenary. Once you are captured, you should choose to commit suicide. You should teach those mercenaries like this. Why can't you do it yourself? Why are you so greedy and afraid of death? In addition, I have let go of Solang because I There is no reason to kill him, but others have it."

"What! Master Solang is the guardian of this religion, you... you are looking for death!" Kungong wanted to say that Solang is a black teacher, how dare you do it, but think of his own end, Kungong suddenly Realizing that Wu Minghou is probably a person who has no taboos, probably nothing that he dare not do.

Wu Minghou was even too lazy to explain with Kungong, his eyes cast into the night.

In the distance, a helicopter is flying fast.

Obviously, this is a helicopter dispatched by Wu Minghou. He is going to take these people to leave by plane.

"Qin Lang, you have done a good job in this mission." Wu Minghou said to Qin Lang.

"The head of the army, you don't laugh at me. If you don't shoot at the end, I really don't know how to end it." Qin Lang said.

"You don't know how to end it? Then you dare to start with Solang?" Wu Minghou said, "I want to know why."

"Because I bet you should shoot." Qin Lang said his reasons.

"Good!" Wu Minghou's language flow reveals the appreciation of Qin Lang. "I really didn't expect that Xiao Qin is not only a stranger, but also a lot of minds. It really is a talent. Well, let's leave here first. Xiao Qin, you stay, someone is looking for you."

It was the turn of Qin Lang to be surprised at this time. Wu Minghou said that someone here was looking for him, but Qin Lang did not know anyone here.

However, Qin Lang did not ask much, because Wu Minghou said so, it means that he does not want to explain the identity of this person, and this person will not endanger Qin Lang.

The helicopter flew to the top of the mountain, and Wu Minghou left the mountain with Huang Chong and Wu Caiyun.

When the helicopter just left, Qin Lang heard a familiar voice ringing in his ear: "Good boy, I can't think of you actually stepping into the realm of interest, very good!"

"Old poison!" Qin Lang's voice was a little happy.

Sure enough, after a while, the old poison appeared on the top of the mountain. Behind the old poison, standing alone, this person is a solo lama who should have left, but Solang’s eyes are sluggish and apparently have been refining poisonous slaves by old poisons.

It is no wonder that Wu Minghou let go of Solang to leave. It is obvious that Wu Minghou knows the existence of old poisons, and Wu Minghou knows that old poisons will definitely kill Solang, because Solang knows the origin of Qin Lang.

"Bad boy, you actually let Laozi come here to wipe your buttocks." The old poison snorted. "However, I see that you have broken through the realm of internal interest, and I have nothing to do."

"You turned Solang into a poisonous slave, so I was relieved. This actually saw my origins."

"You are so high-profile, he can't see your origins!" The old poison snorted. "However, high-profile is also true. If you have strength, you should have a high-profile. If you don't have low-key and have low-key strength, then you are desperate." Improve the repair and use it. We will also go."

"Where do we go from here?" Qin Lang looked at the mountain grassland under the night. "Don't see the helicopter?"

"Helicopter stuff is played by Wu Minghou, we are still low-key." Old poison, "Let's walk."

"Old poison, how do you hook up with Wu Minghou?" When he went down the mountain, Qin Lang couldn't help but talk to the old poison.

"We are both strong, and the strong can naturally feel the existence of the strong."

"Who are you stronger?" Qin Lang asked another question he was most concerned about.

"I used to be stronger than him." Old poison.