The final BOSS comes from twenty years later

La Tangluo came to punch him, not to beat him, but to prove that he was indeed better than him in some way, not for nothing.

But if he is beaten by someone else in just one round.

No matter how he swept, there was no direct sense of accomplishment.

the most important.

I just crushed him by half a million!

Zhang Yan felt blood dripping from his heart, as if the person punching on it was not Tang Luo but him. His palms were sweating, and Zhang Ai's shoulders felt a little uncomfortable. Zhang Ai shook his shoulders uncomfortably and threw away this to disturb him. Crumb man playing game.

What is the use of punching?

More fun than Marco Polo?

He wants to use the invincible Marco Polo to prove who is dumb.

"I don't know if there will be a resurrection match in the arena...Or I'll go and stuff some money for the organizer in a while." Zhang Yan muttered to himself with a sad chin.

anyway.

After all, this bloody fighting battle started.

The commentator is holding the barbed wire with one hand and hanging high on it to explain the strength of both sides.

"This game will be played by the newcomer, the new century junk warrior, one of the canned knights who had rested before the twelve rounds. There are currently three strong candidates for the canned knights, the Tigers, and The boulder who just came off the field, our skinny scrap warrior, can we withstand the sweep of the can knight?"

"Three, two, one—start!"

The voice fell.

The big pieces wrapped in tin cans swept across the sword and whizzed.

In the eyes of everyone's expectation, Tang Luo stepped back half a step, touched his pocket with his right hand, and... threw a road roller backhand.

Takicho Laura!

this moment.

The canned knight felt like he was dreaming. He saw his mother who died of illness and his first love who owed him money.

Afterwards, a huge stone crusher hit his chest head-on, and he was hit by an excavator on the barbed wire. The pure black iron wire specially tailored to withstand the attack was broken, and the canned knight was embedded in it. The ton of road roller crashed to the ground.

Tang Luo patted the gray on his hands and pretended to accept a move.

One move in seconds.

Anything to say.

"This, this game, the new century waste and garbage warriors won, a winning streak." The commentator looked at the excavator, looked at the unconscious tin can, and looked at the excavator. I felt like I saw God today.

Ignore him.

Tang Luo jumped off the stage and walked back to the auditorium.

"I'll take a break. When do you play, let's play a round. I'll work hard. I shouldn't lose too ugly."

Zhang Yan did not speak, and silently took out the black satellite phone from his pocket.

King of glory.

download.

What's so fun about punching, it makes you sweaty, not elegant at all, and rashers like that kind of thing.

It's the new season.

Doesn't he smell good when he gets a piece of skin?

Chapter 369

"Why are you playing on your phone? Don't you want to warm up for a few rounds? The transformation ability needs to move and stretch your muscles in advance." Tang Luo asked strangely, sucking the pineapple juice in his hand.

"Um, I, I think, forget it today." Zhang Yan stammered, feeling sweat on his forehead.

Stretch your muscles...

How can stretch to withstand a blow of several tons of road rollers?

"Is that so? I thought your petrochemical body is so powerful that it can withstand my two or three rollers." Tang Luo showed a regretful expression. Now it's his turn to use the radical technique. He knew it a little earlier. When you fight with Zhang Yan, you will blow him up again.

"I'm a vegetable chicken, I'm a vegetable chicken." Zhang Yan admitted without saying a word.

Face is a fart.

The canned knight was not directly crushed by the road roller because of the armor of unknown material, saving a dog's life.He has nothing, no matter how hard the rock is, can it pass the roller hard?

Isn't it good to be alive?

After watching two more games, Zhang Yan took his cousin and said goodbye on the grounds that he had an appointment to watch the moon.

Tang Luo returned to his resting place. Jiang Li hadn't gotten up yet. The little girl huddled in the bed and watched cartoons happily. It was the scene of the hot Lei Gouzi recently. The plot happened to be the deer and the little rabbit. Things that cannot be described below the neck.

Hear the door ring.

The little girl hid the phone in the quilt when she swiped it.

"You're back." Jiang Li pulled up the quilt to cover half of his face, his tone cold and expressionless.

"I saw it, what you hide, and no matter what you look at this kind of thing." Tang Luo came over and squeezed the little girl's face, went to the box and took a black suit, ready to change it.

It has now entered the waters of the Atlantic Ocean.

The throne is near.

In the future, when the throne is completely controlled, it will become a symbol of power, and it is also Tang Luo's exclusive weapon. It is fixed by chains in the dark space, floating in the sky above the palace forever, and the sky dome constantly radiates majesty around it.

He went to reclaim the throne, and he had to be more formal.

It's like reunion of old people.

Tang Luo slowly changed her clothes, her temperament became majestic again, the little girl just shrank under the covers, staring at him with big eyes without blinking, and after a while she realized that she seemed to be in a daze, so she twisted her body. He whispered.

"This is a serious drama on Bilibili. I didn't even hit the code. What you said was like a comic."

"Isn't it."

"How can animal affairs be called Liman!" the little girl argued.