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Chapter 126 This World, Here I Come



Chapter 126 This World, Here I Come

Lin Wandong walked outside the room under the protection of another group of Transcendents, squinting at the sky with no expression on his face.

Behind him were several young people.

If Qin Fan were here, he would definitely be able to recognize him at a glance.

These people are Lin Zihao, Yang Qian, Ouyang Yiming and others.

"Zihao, when Wucheng is in trouble, our Lin family has to do our part. I have signed up for you. Now take your friends to report to the Wucheng Research Institute. By the way, let Uncle Li accompany you. go."

Lin Wandong said calmly.

"Yes, father."

"Yes, head of the family."

Lin Zihao responded, and a middle-aged man in the crowd also stood up and responded.

Uncle Li looks to be in his fifties, but his complexion is extremely white and tender.

Most likely it's because he is a water-type Transcendent who is only limited by his talent. He reached the peak of the Battle King Level five years ago. Although he is only one step away from the Battle King Level, he has not made any progress in five years.

Recently, he has stopped thinking about things and lets things take their own course.

Although the peak of the War King Realm is not too strong, in Wucheng, they can still be regarded as the group of people at the top of the pyramid.

Lin Wandong sent him to follow him, naturally with the intention of protecting him.

Uncle Li and Lin Zihao bowed to Lin Wandong and walked out.

In the sky, the two figures are getting closer, and with good eyesight, you can even see the outline of their limbs.

As they approached, the pressure became more powerful. In the sky below them, a colorful ray of light shined through, filling most of the sky above Wucheng.

And this strange sight finally attracted the attention of some special beings.

On Wu Mountain, which had just experienced a battle, an old eye slowly opened and then closed quickly, sinking into the ground.

In the sewer outside a luxury community in the east of the city, a manhole cover suddenly shook a few times without warning, then slowly opened, and an eyeball-shaped object slid around in a circle and then retracted.

After a while, a young man wearing a designer brand emerged from the sewer.

Although he came from the sewers, his white and smooth clothes were not stained with dust, and the big sweater on his wrist shone with a deep light like sapphire.

Under the thick black hair, there is an extremely handsome face, with straight features and full of vitality.

He seemed to be able to charm thousands of girls with his slight smile.

He just looked at the strange scene in the sky and walked slowly towards a fiery red Ferrari parked on the street.

Opening the car door, there was a bouquet of shriveled roses placed in the passenger seat.

He picked up the rose and blew it gently, and the withered petals suddenly came to life, becoming more and more beautiful.

"Dear sweetheart, I'm coming..."

...

Wucheng, on Nanjing Road, come to the milk tea shop.

"Xiaohui, when the boss came, he said that I had a stomachache and had to go to the hospital. Do you understand?"

A well-dressed girl said angrily to another girl who was busy.

"I know, Sister Yaqian."

The busy girl responded honestly.

Huang Yaqian nodded with satisfaction, took out the mirror and carefully looked at her facial makeup, then showed a rare smile and said to Wang Hui: "Xiaohui, I'm not telling you, women have to know how to dress themselves up. Look at you, you do this every day. With a bare face, my rich second-generation friends would be embarrassed to introduce you to me."

Wang Hui smiled shyly: "Thank you, Sister Yaqian. I'm not in a hurry."

As she said this, a trace of loneliness inevitably flashed in her eyes. At such a young age, what girl doesn't love beauty?

Just thinking about her paralyzed parents at home, she lowered her head again, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes.

Huang Yaqian curled her lips and walked out of the store with unsteady steps. Suddenly she turned back and muttered: "These Transcendents are so annoying. They look for trouble every day. They make the sky look like that and think it's beautiful. Right." Okay, Xiaohui, this is twenty yuan, you can find a place to sleep at night."

After speaking, Huang Yaqian didn't wait for Wang Hui to answer, directly put the money on the counter, twisted her butt and walked out.

Wang Hui was startled for a moment and sighed helplessly. She was already used to it.

In order to save rent, she and Huang Yaqian rented a one-bedroom, one-living house together. It was said that they were sharing a house, but in fact it was more like she was staying with Huang Yaqian.

The rent is 1,000 yuan per month, and she only needs to subsidize Huang Yaqian 200 yuan per month. Of course, with this amount of money, she can only sleep in the living room. Even so, she is very grateful to Huang Yaqian, otherwise she would have to pay several times the price to rent another house.

But every month, Huang Yaqian always brings a different boyfriend back, and at this time she has to find another place to live.

Fortunately, the weather was getting hot, so she could stay in the store for one night, and still made 20 yuan.

...

But in the sky, Qin Fan had a look of despair.

This stinky fart is too big, right?

There was pressure and glow, as if he was afraid that the demons and monsters would not know that he was coming.

"Boy, what's that expression on your face? I'm not doing this just for you. With these two warnings from me, those old and young have to be more honest. Wouldn't it be much easier for you to act?"

Cang Wu glared at Qin Fan with an expression that said he couldn't be taught.

"Yes, thank you for your trouble. Can I go down?"

Qin Fan followed suit.

Cang Wu glanced down and said loudly: "I am here in this world."


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