Chapter 141

In the rainy land, Meng Haoran finally came to the destination of this trip after a long journey. It's different from the imagination. Although it's in the desert, it's very rich. People come and go.

It's estimated that this place is comparable to the king's capital. Krokdar is really easy to operate. He makes people miserable in other places, but his nest has no influence at all. Others think it's because he is a hero. He's simply fooled around.

"Let's go! He should be in the casino." The three thought about the only casino in Yudi and walked about 10 minutes to the gate of the casino.

"What should I do? Go in?" Asked Nami.

Meng Haoran smiled and shook his head. Although it's a better way to gamble first according to the experience of the novel, and then the winning casino informs crockdar, it's too many times now. It's time-consuming and laborious. It's better to be direct.

Meng Haoran turned his hands over and a large loudspeaker appeared in his hand. He saw that Nami's two women were shining in their eyes.

"It's just a little magic!" Looking at Nami's meaning of questioning, Meng Haoran casually perfunctory. With the power of faith, what can't he change? Said it was magic or belittled him.

But when he put the loudspeaker in front of him, there was a large crowd around him. On the one hand, it was because Nami's two women really attracted male compatriots. Although they were covered by a cloak, they could not stop them from showing their charm; On the other hand, because of Meng Haoran's strange behavior, they were curious. Some interested people recognized Meng Haoran and felt that something was going to happen.

Meng Haoran certainly didn't stop their onlookers. On the contrary, he was happy to see it. After all, the power of his faith came from these onlookers, and he had to rely on them to publicize after today. He wished more people would be better.

"Krokdar rolled out to pick up the guests! You uncle Meng came to hold your field!" Just when they wondered what Meng Haoran was going to do, a word that almost rang through the whole rain echoed in their ears.

"What! He came to trouble the hero!" A civilian who was blinded in the stock was shocked and looked at Meng Haoran with a trace of disgust.

"How dare you insult our hero? You are not welcome here. Get out."

"Yes, get out."

Meng Haoran looked at this group of guys who only talked but didn't practice. He disdained to pie his mouth, a group of weak chickens.

In fact, Meng Haoran misunderstood them, not because they didn't want to do it, but because they knew that Meng Haoran would be cleaned up soon. Don't forget that this is crokdar's nest, but all his men are here. In addition, the implicit sense of oppression on Meng Haoran also made them subconsciously afraid to act rashly.

"Who was that just now?" A group of men in suits rushed out of the casino.

"Come out, it's the guard of the casino."

"That's him." A man pointed to Meng Haoran.

"Come on, kill him." Without the slightest hesitation, they rushed to Meng Haoran. This is because of the microphone in Meng Haoran's hand, which made them believe that Meng Haoran was the person who just shouted.

"It's cruel! It's going to kill." Meng Haoran flashed the attack of a man in a suit.

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"It's so powerful. It's so simple..." Meng Haoran, who thought he would be punished soon, staged an amazing scene.

At this time, Meng Haoran stepped on the last man in a suit, and everyone else had already seen the king of hell.

"Call someone!" Meng Haoran said calmly, and then moved his feet.

"Ah!! don't regret it." The suit man looked at Meng Haoran and gritted his teeth. In Meng Haoran's surprised eyes, he took out something like fireworks, and then the fireworks flew into the sky.

"Bang bang" the shape of an iron hook appeared in the sky, a cloud piercing arrow. Thousands of troops and horses came to meet each other.

At the moment of the signal, several strong momentum broke out in the depths of the casino, and quickly rushed to the signal point.

Not long ago, a bald man appeared in front of Meng Haoran. He was a senior spy under the Baroque working society. Darth Bonis, who has the quick cutting fruit of the superhuman system, can be described as the strongest combat power under crockdar. In the original book, he was defeated by Sauron who understood the iron cutting.

Darth Bonis looked at Meng Haoran in front of him, his pupils narrowed, and did not come forward for the first time, because he had recognized Meng Haoran, who was a big man with a reward of 300 million, which was higher than the reward before his boss became qiwuhai.

Meng Haoran did not answer and waited quietly.

"MR1, you're here too." Several figures appeared almost at the same time. They were all from Baroque working society. Almost all of them were demon fruit capable people. They looked very frightening.

After a short communication, they have understood what happened! He turned his eyes to Meng Haoran.

"Qiwuhai's face is really big! It doesn't come out." Meng Haoran's words are a little cold. Anyone who hasn't seen the main Lord for a long time will feel unhappy. However, he also admires crockdar. He can resist being scolded like this. He is worthy of being an owl. However, his mind is useless. He wants to rely on foreign things instead of improving himself. In the end, he can only disappear from the public.

"What's the matter with the head of the pirate regiment coming to us?" He is worthy of being a senior cadre. He has a general knowledge and knows that Meng Haoran is not easy to provoke. They just do it without going directly.

But at this time, Meng Haoran didn't have the mood to continue and talk nonsense. He directly pulled out the sword around his waist. Since you don't come out, I'll force you out.

Without waiting for others to react, a startling sword light appeared in the void and burst towards the senior spies.

Then all the spies fell to the ground in an instant. Even Darth Bonis, who had the quick cutting fruit of Superman, was cut down, let alone others.

"Poof" Darth paulis spewed out a mouthful of blood and looked at Meng Haoran in horror. He didn't see how Meng Haoran acted, so he was cut. Moreover, he felt bad at that time. He subconsciously used his fruit ability, and his whole body became as hard as iron, but it didn't work at all.

"The sword can really cut iron." Darth Bonis secretly said that his eyes to Meng Haoran were full of fear, because it was a terrorist existence that could easily take his life, and his strength was completely different from him.