Chapter 839

Meng Fusheng bites Zilin to death.

Gong Zhengyu's face was not unhappy at all. Instead, the man in black on one side frowned tightly. He couldn't help but step forward and said to Gong Zhengyu, "little Lord, Meng Fusheng, they are stubborn. Do you need your subordinates to help?"

Gong Zhengyu raised his hand slightly and refused the offer of the man in black.

"Everyone is a member of Xiaoyao Valley, but it's different regions. I don't think chief Meng is an unreasonable person."

"Gong Er Shao, you said before that this free forest was left by the ancient Mi people. Since we are in the Xiaoyao Valley, this free forest is naturally shared. In the early years of our city, we didn't use the resources of free forest, but now we do it. Why do we have to fight for it? Some words, I said here today, we must enter the free forest. If anyone wants to stop us, don't blame our red blood brigade for being rude. " Meng Fusheng opened his mouth firmly.

Meng Fusheng's tough attitude surprised Gong Zhengyu.

In my memory, Meng Fusheng, though arrogant, is a smart man. He knows that he is not the opponent of the star picking tower and the Yanluo hall, so he has been avoiding the possible collision with the two forces.

In the case of zizilin, Meng Fusheng was opposed to the other two forces for the first time.

Even after this happened, many people in the red blood brigade died in the hands of the star picking tower, and Meng Fusheng did not immediately retaliate. Although he secretly intended to raise materials, he was afraid of it.

Today, however, Meng Fusheng seems to have completely changed himself. He refuses to give in. He makes it clear that he is going to meet with the Star Tower!

Gong Zhengyu's eyes missed a little thought, and his eyes did not trace on Meng Fusheng's body, then he chuckled: "head Meng is so determined, I also have a headache. After all, if the red blood group enters the free forest now, it will inevitably cause some damage to the free forest. We pick the Star Tower always appreciate the gifts of the ancient Mi people, and it is the benefaction and effect of people power. It is our responsibility to protect the legacy of the ancient Mi people. "

With that, Gong Zhengyu sighed helplessly, and looked at Meng Fusheng with a trace of trouble in the bottom of his eyes. "If leader Meng insists on it, we can only pick the star tower to protect the free forest and stop you."

In a word, Gong Zhengyu took the lead. He was helpless and kind, but the red blood brigade failed again and again.

Meng Fusheng was really told by Gong Xunyu that there was no leak of blood.

It's the art of being confused without words. This mouth of the palace is also a good life!

If it were Pang RI, Meng Fusheng might give up a little because he was afraid of Gong Zhengyu, but the monsoon smoke has already been ordered. He's afraid that he can't let it go any more.

"I'm sorry, but Meng has to do the same."

"Orders?" Gong Zhengyu raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled at the corner of his mouth. "Meng Tuan Chang is really joking. Who can command you in this floating city?"

Meng Fusheng just wanted to say something, but a clear female voice suddenly sounded from the gate.

"Meng Fusheng listened to my order, what? What's wrong with the Star Tower? "

At the moment when the voice rang, Gong Zhengyu was stunned for a moment. For some reason, the voice made him feel a little familiar.

With the sound landing, a thin figure slowly came out of the floating city.

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[irresponsible theater]

Gong Er Shao: is leader Meng really willing to be humble? Don't want to retake the city?

Meng Fusheng: can't take it, can't take it

Little Madman: what are you talking about?

Meng Fusheng: nothing to say, nothing to say!