Chapter 139 138 Butt Pain

Chapter 139 138. Pain in the buttocks

Qingyi Street is very close to the Tongpan Yamen, and the straight-line distance is only 1 kilometer.

Lu Li drove here and stopped by the roadside to wait patiently.

At the same time, Xiaocha and Chen Zhizhong also came to the "Council Hall" early.

There were many people gathered here, and the various patrol bureaus, the Transportation Department, the National Martial Arts Association, and the Wuwei Army, and the Yamen related to public security all sent people to chat and make connections.

As expected, Xiaocha was treated like a star again.

Everyone was particularly concerned about her lifelong event, which made the girl miserable.

Fortunately, several senior officials and leaders arrived one after another, and everyone stood up quickly and dared not say anything.

Xiaocha stared at the rostrum nervously.

I saw that Zhang Tongpan sat in the first seat on the right, and Xia Weizhen and Jiang Haiyan sat in the second and third seats respectively.

Fan Shouyi arrived last and walked slowly towards the "explosion chair".

Xiaocha put his hand in his trouser pocket and held the remote control tightly.

At the same time, he lowered his head and used his peripheral vision to observe the target's movements, ready to detonate at any time.

But just as Fan Shouyi was about to sit down, Zhang Tongpan suddenly stood up to greet him, and the two of them bowed and chatted.

"Master Fan, I can't open my Foot Yangming Meridian. What's the problem?"

"Also, this Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian is also a little uncomfortable..."

Zhang Tongpan asked two questions in succession, and Xia Weijun looked disdainful beside him.

[This guy really likes to take advantage as rumored, and wants to get the inner vision of the master of spiritual cultivation for free]

Jiang Haiyan also saw this, and a trace of impatience appeared on his face:

"Let's have a meeting first. If Zhang Tongpan has any questions, talk to Lord Fan alone after the meeting."

"Miss Jiang is right, let's have a meeting."

Zhang Tongpai was respectful on the surface, but he was complaining in his heart:

[Born with a silver spoon in his mouth, how can he understand our difficulties? It's not easy to meet a master of spiritual cultivation]

But at this time, Fan Shouyi took the initiative to say: "It's rare that Zhang Tongpan has a refined taste. I will visit him after the meeting."

A dignified master of spiritual cultivation actually lowered himself. Zhang Tongpan showed a playful look on his face, and said meaningfully: "Then I will welcome you."

Fan Shouyi also looked at each other deeply, and the two of them looked like everything was said without saying anything.

Xia Weijun's expression turned cold: [They want to talk about promoting Bingpo Powder! ]

[Zhang is known for his big appetite. Fan Shouyi took the initiative to come to him. It seems that he is anxious.]

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A group of senior officials and leaders were drinking and drinking on the stage, but they just refused to sit down, which made Xiaocha very anxious.

Chen Zhizhong was standing next to him with a serious face, and his heart was beating wildly:

[What does this girl want to do? ]

Yesterday, he just answered all of Xiaocha's questions, but did not ask about the specific plan. After all, the less you know about this kind of thing, the better.

Just when the two were anxious and uneasy, the bigwigs on the rostrum finally finished communicating.

Fan Shouyi also returned to his seat, shook his official robe and sat on the "bursting chair". His posture was very cool, but he was still thinking in his heart:

[Zhang He is in charge of criminal law, and he is a very suitable candidate. But this old dog is greedy, I am afraid he will ask for a lot...]

At the same time, Xia Weijun was also staring coldly, his eyes were like knives.

Fan Shouyi smiled and looked back, his face was slightly sarcastic, and his butt touched the chair... Then he shuddered!

"Oh no! It's the [Spiritual Perception] warning!!!"

The so-called spiritual perception, to put it bluntly, is a premonition of crisis. The spiritual cultivators are clear-headed and can easily detect dangers in the environment.

And a beam of fire really burst out from under Fan Shouyi's butt, proving the accuracy of the premonition.

It was Xiaocha who detonated the "anti-tank mine", which was quite timely.

But Fan Shouyi was prepared, and he had the martial arts cultivation of "blood exchange". He had to jump away with all his strength, and the probability of saving his life was extremely high!

Fortunately, justice is clear, and retribution is not bad.

Fan Shouyi's previous flirting and killing eyes caused his energy to be distracted, and his reaction was also 0.2 seconds slower.

It was this 0.2 seconds that became the difference between life and death!

A dazzling column of flames spurted out from below, hitting Fan Shouyi's butt.

This is the directional blasting flame of the "anti-tank mine". Xiaocha, as the initiator, was immediately delighted, but then she was horrified!

It turned out that a layer of "honeycomb shield" composed of countless regular hexagons appeared on Fan Shouyi's body in an instant! ?

This sci-fi scene is a body protection spell that Fan Shouyi condensed with his mind, and it is also the last hope.

Unfortunately, this thing is good for blocking bullets, but it is not good enough for facing the directional blasting that can destroy tanks.

The "honeycomb shield" was easily penetrated by the air wave and turned into fluorescent light and dissipated.

Fan Shouyi screamed and was swallowed by the flames.

In the fierce explosion, a big hole was also opened in the roof, and rubble and debris fell down.

Everyone shouted and dodged, and the three senior officials flashed away.

Xia Weijun was shocked at first, but then he was overjoyed:

"What a good move! The "Six Colors of the Virtual Realm" was easily penetrated! Fan Shouyi should be gone."

Jiang Haiyan shouted in a hoarse voice: "Where is Lord Fan! Check to see if Lord Fan is okay!"

The sound waves rolled out, suppressing the panic. Everyone looked around and soon found Fan Shouyi in the ruins.

He looked dazed, but there was no injury. Except for the dirt on his body, he seemed to be fine?

Jiang Haiyan stepped forward and said anxiously: "Lord Fan, are you okay!"

Fan Shouyi said: "My butt hurts..."

Jiang Haiyan looked at his buttocks and his expression changed drastically—the part below Fan Shouyi's belly button was gone!

His internal organs were exposed, and he survived only because of the strong vitality of the marrow washing realm.

But with this kind of injury, even a Xiantian realm would die, it was just a matter of time.

Jiang Haiyan trembled all over and said in a trembling voice: "Thief! Thief! How dare you! Openly assassinate an official of the court!"

During the New Year, Lu Li gave her a big gift, and it was estimated that she would not be able to have a good year this year.

At this time, Fan Shouyi was still whispering that his buttocks hurt.

Xia Weijun thought about this person's face and teased: "Master Fan, you don't have a buttocks, you shouldn't hurt~"

As soon as these words came out, Fan Shouyi's originally dull expression suddenly condensed, and his eyes stared over, blooming with brilliant stars!

The next moment, there was a sharp whistle, and the "peach wood sword" shot out from the waist and slashed Xia Weijun!

"It's not me, don't go after me with your last breath!"

Xia Weijun dodged to the side, and the peach wood sword narrowly swiped across her arm.

It seemed that nothing happened, but only half a second later, her arm suddenly spurted blood and had a big cut!

The peach wood sword turned nimbly like a bird, and then the sword body exploded with a circle of sonic boom shock waves, and slashed over!

Xia Weijun didn't dare to take it head-on, and quickly dodged to the side, but didn't dodge it completely, and a bloody gap was cut on her waist.

The body of the blood exchange warrior who was immune to rifle bullets was as fragile as a potato!

Others were even more afraid of being accidentally injured, so they hid far away and didn't dare to get close.

Sonic speed, agility, sharpness, and a certain degree of intelligence, this flying sword is extremely terrifying!

Xiaocha secretly thanked herself for not having a direct conflict.

After all, it was a last breath, and after hitting 3 times, the peach wood sword lost its power and tilted.

Fan Shouyi barely made a hand seal, causing the peach wood sword to fly back, piercing his forehead and twisting it.

It turned out that he had ended his life by himself, or his body and soul were destroyed!

Seeing this scene, Zhang Tongpan was full of regret: "What a waste of the soul in the fetal breathing state."