C341 Compensation

Zhang Hongyue was startled. He circulated his inner strength through his entire body. His thin body was suddenly filled with muscles like inflating balloons.

"Bang!"

When he was about to hit the wall, Zhang Hongyue fiercely jumped backwards. The concrete wall was like a soft silt floor. He stepped directly into a half-finger-deep footprint, and the surrounding cracks were like spider webs!

Zhang Hong Yue casually threw away the door frame on his arm, and looked at the frozen Wu Qing's arm, using a gaze that admired his prey, and looked at Xu Xiaoming who was walking out from the office, with his hair and eyebrows full of frost.

From Zhang Hong Yue's point of view, Xu Xiaoming did not choose to attack when Lin Meng was injured, but chose to sneak an attack when he was not prepared, and was obviously not confident of defeating him.

Seeing that Xu Xiaoming had no intention to attack again, Zhang Hong Yue thought that Xu Xiaoming was at the end of his rope. He laughed and said: "So this is all of your capabilities? "It's nothing much."

"So noisy!"

Seeing the unknown Lin Meng, Xu Xiaoming was too lazy to waste time with Zhang Hong Yue, and directly used the remaining spiritual cold qi in his office to freeze him into an ice sculpture!

"F * ck!"

When the bald bully saw this terrifying scene, and thought of the black hand he had used on Lin Meng just now, he became so scared that his voice changed. He used his hands and legs to crawl towards the stairs.

However, before he could even crawl two steps, a dense, cold air came from behind him.

When the fat middle-aged man saw Xu Xiaoming raise his hand, the warrior he invited with such a high price froze into a statue with an unbelievable method.

He was so scared that he sat down on the ground and repeated his plea several times in his heart. However, because he was too nervous, his throat was trembling, and he couldn't say a single word.

However, Xu Xiaoming ignored him, and walked quickly to Lin Meng's front, using the warm Innate Qi to protect his heart veins.

Under the torment of intense pain and blood loss, Lin Meng, whose vitality had almost been completely drained, slowly opened her eyes.

With the continuous infusion of zhenqi, he barely had the strength to speak.

But the first thing he said wasn't to ask Xu Xiaoming to help him take revenge if he died, but rather, "Master, I … I didn't do it well. What did you tell me … "

"You're not going to die yet. Don't act out such a tragic scene for me!"

Lin Meng's words made Xu Xiaoming's eyes redden, but he snorted.

Looking at Lin Meng's stomach that was pierced by the bullet, he sighed: "I really don't know how I could have such a stupid disciple like you. Even if you encounter trouble, you just don't know how to change it.

"Master, I've troubled you again."

Lin Meng laughed unconcernedly, he did not expect to cough up a mouthful of blood!

"From now on, shut up!"

Xu Xiaoming looked at Lin Meng helplessly, grumpily scolding him once, then covered his abdomen with his hand. He used his spirit energy to clear all the bullets left in his abdomen one by one, and at the same time, started to repair the wounds on his internal organs.

Roughly half an hour later, Xu Xiaoming let out a long breath of relief. Looking at the Lin Meng whose life was in danger, he said, "Consider yourself lucky. Luckily I broke through another realm, or else you'd be dead for sure today!"

Actually, Xu Xiaoming had already condensed a sword seed and comprehended the first level of the Imperial Sword Technique three days ago.