Liu Mang sat in the corner of a dilapidated house with his hair like a chicken coop. He didn't know how many lifetimes he hadn't taken care of. He raised his eyes in confusion, looked at the ghost assassin who appeared silently in front of him, and showed a smile that was even more embarrassing than crying and said, "Brother, I just threw the bricks out. I really didn't mean it. Then what, please don't slap in the face..."

The ghost assassin usually doesn't talk to anyone other than Tang Tian. He stepped forward and stretched out his pale palm from under the black robe. He grabbed Liu Mang, and a pitch-black dagger appeared on his other hand. Then, in the sound of a puff, blood bloomed, and several transparent holes were opened on Liu Mang's body. Anyway, this guy's vitality is comparable to Xiaoqiang, so he is not afraid that he will die because of blood...

Liu Mang also consciously closed his mouth, letting the pain twist his face and twisted his torture without screaming, truly reflecting the hooligan spirit who was beaten to death and never bowed his head to the fullest.

After that, he looked at the ghost assassin with a look of hope and asked, "Brother, have you vented your anger? Can you let me go?"

"Let you go? I'm dreaming, and that's how it starts..." After saying that, the ghost assassin said nothing, dragged his feet and left, and soon arrived at the room where Tang Tian was.

At this time, Tang Tianzheng rubbed his forehead and was depressed. He was caught off guard. Unexpectedly, he was photographed by a brick. Fortunately, his physique was very strong and very high than Liu Mang's level, otherwise he would not have woken up in just a few seconds.

"The brick is worthy of being like a magical tool. Every time you beat it, the Tai Chi blocked it, and it was slapped on the forehead by it. It was so unpredictable. I now know why so many people like to shoot black bricks before the end of the world. Who can block this thing?" Tang Tian muttered depressedly.

The reason why I was hit was because this guy came too suddenly. Is there any sneak attack? Haven't you seen that many black bosses were fainted by the bricks before the end of the world? It was simply unpredictable, and Liu Mang's bricks fully demonstrated this characteristic.

However, the main reason was that Tang Tian was careless, so he was accidentally photographed with a black brick.

Soon after, the ghost assassin dragged Liu Mang to Tang Tian like a dead dog, disappearing from the void. As for how Liu Mang Tang Tian should deal with it, it is not his business.

"Hey, it's great. If I let you go, you dare to cause trouble for me. I think you're tired of living," Tang Tian gritted his teeth and said, "If it's reported that he was knocked down by a brick in the weather, I don't know how many people would laugh to death.

"Brother, really. I'm just used to it. I'm used to throwing out bricks when others hit me. I really didn't mean it. I was really wrong. Of course, I also know that you are very angry now, but can I ask not to slap in the face?" Liu Mang looked at Tang Tian with a scared look and said. The more pitiful you are, the more pitiful you are, and the more innocent you are.

He almost vomited blood to Tang Tianqi. Damn it has become a habit for photographing people. Can you be more weird? Now Tang Tian finally knows why this guy hates people in the city. He can become a habit for photographing people. Is there anyone more fucking people than this?

"Very good, I won't slap in the face, don't worry." Tang Tian nodded with certainty, took out the pan again, and slapped Liu Mang's head with a bang.

Bang..., the next moment, a bright red brick flew out again, but this time it was shot away by the pan. When Tang Tian was about to use the bottom of the pot to pat Liu Mang, this guy really subconsciously took out the brick and fought back.

However, the facts have proved that although the bricks in his hand are comparable to magical tools, the difference in level is that he cannot finally exert the characteristics of that magical tool. He was shot away by Tang Tian's pot-bottom.

Bang, the next moment, Tang Tian raised the bottom of the pot again and slapped Liu Mang away again. This time, he did not intend to let him go, and disappeared from the spot and appeared in the sky, but it was faster than Liu Mang who flew out. After coming to the sky, he looked at Liu Mang flying in, Tang Tian slapped Liu Mang on his forehead again, and then he changed direction and continued to fly, and then Tang Tian flashed and appeared in front of him again...

As Tang Tian said, he would play Liu Mang like a table tennis ball, not just talk!

So, a funny scene appeared above the city of the Mage Union. Liu Mang's embarrassing body kept flying around the sky. A figure would always appear in front of him in advance, and then slapped him on his forehead with the bottom of the pot again, which was exactly the same as playing table tennis. However, this ball was Liu Mang, and only Tang Tian was the only one who played the ball.

Damn..., on the ground, someone stared at the scene in a daze, and suddenly found a bloody tooth fell from his feet, and a few hairs flew down...

"It's so depressed. This guy Liu Mang has kicked the steel plate this time. I don't know what kind of great god gave me this tone..." A mage walked out of the house and said in tears as he looked at the scene in the sky.

"Damn Liu Mang, no one can deal with him with a brick in his hand. Now he meets an opponent. No, he is completely abused. It's so relieved..." Someone stood in a corner again and said with gratitude.

"Damn Liu Mang used to have bricks in his hand, and he could hit me with one brick anywhere. It depends on your resistance. Hahaha, I feel so happy today. I have to have a drink to celebrate later..." Someone was more comfortable watching this scene than eating a popsicle in the summer.

Countless people were cheering and tears filled their eyes. They watched Liu Mang slapped around like a table tennis ball. I don’t know how much he relieved his hatred. In the end, everyone turned into the same voice: “Phate him to death…”.

I don’t know how many days this guy has done in this city that he has been angry and resentful. No one has come out to plead. I don’t know how relieved he is when he is photographed. Even as the younger brother of the union president, he was abused so much, even the management of the union has never come forward to care about him. There is a big idea that as long as he is not beaten to death, it is like you...

In the back mountain of the castle, in a luxuriously decorated hot spring, Tyron looked at the sky with his eyes blankly, lying in the hot spring, wanting to cry without tears, Liu Ying was not covered with a thread, "sitting" on him and bullying, with an indescribable enjoyment on his face...

"Are you a dead person? Doesn't your husband feel it? Can't I give you that feeling? It seems that I'm not working hard enough..." Liu Ying said seriously when he saw Tyron's dead person-like face, and then a new round of movement began...

"No, I really can't stand it anymore. I'm going to be squeezed out..." Tyron's heart burst into tears, but he didn't dare to say it. He could only show an expression that was more uncomfortable than death and pretended to be very comfortable.

"Phate him to death..." At this moment, a sound like a tsunami came from the other side of the mountain. The depressed and the abused Taren subconsciously shook, and then the delivery...

Liu Ying's body stiffened, and she suddenly yelled at Guan's anger: "It's so terrible, what's the ghost called..." After a loud shout, she felt the warmth in her body, and suddenly she was out of breath. She looked at Tyron's depressed face and said: "Honey is useless..." Then, she stood up, put on her clothes, and held a two-meter-long staff in her hand and was angry to settle the score with those who were calling...

"My grass, who's the fucking screaming? I... I'm going to bear a useless crime now. I'll kill you..." Terron shouted angrily, even more angry than Liu Ying. Uncle, I was so scared that he delivered the goods. Is there anything more depressed than this? He has the heart to kill people!

He was patrolling the movement and put on a gorgeous robe. He whispered and stretched out his wings behind him, spreading his wings for dozens of meters. He was like an angel, and golden flames were burning on his wings. The whole wings looked like golden flames. Silver light burst out all over his body, like a bright moon, and a thin sword flashing brightly in his hand drew a light belt and flew towards the other side of the mountain. He wanted to settle the score and kill people!

"Who is the one who is causing trouble? I'm so bad... I'll kill you." Liu Ying, who came over the city, was depressed that Tairon was scared to deliver the goods. When she saw her younger brother being played like a table tennis ball, she was furious. The staff in her hand roared like a thunderbolt, and a lightning shot out, like a pale dragon, rushing like Tang Tian who was playing with Liu Mang.

Lightning was like a dragon, the space was shattered and its power was earth-shaking. If this city had not been protected by the formation, half of the city might have been destroyed by her attack.

Tang Tian did not expect that the depression in his slap Liu Mang would lead to the boss of the Mage Union, but he was not afraid at all. He slapped Liu Mang again with his right hand and slapped out with his left hand. A huge three-dimensional Tai Chi Bagua appeared above the city. The Bagua hexagram cast by glass was embedded in the void, slowly rotating and making a crack, and the void was fixed, extremely solid. The blue dragon-like electric light shot into this space directly as if it was trapped by a swamp. The speed slowed down, and finally it was wiped out and shattered by the Bagua hexagram like a millstone.
Chapter completed!