The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 215: Copying the same model, so what? It's not enough for me to have sex with you
"what?"

Yan Zhe looked confused, because when he was taking apart the paper fighter jet, he found that the seat and the bottom of the fighter jet were connected together and could not be taken apart.

Song Mang did not explain, but turned the fighter jet around and fired a shot in the direction of Shu Liyang.

boom--!
A huge explosion of energy swept over.

The ghost energy released by the nine-piece white bone whip in Shu Liyang's hand was all blown away and could not form a ghost hand. He was also blown away by the aftermath of the explosion.

The moment he flew out, the nine-piece bone whip turned into a bone staff, fell under Shu Liyang's feet, and dragged him up from the ground.

Shu Liyang turned his body and flew in the air, standing above the bone staff as if he was flying on a sword.

His eyes darkened, and he said to Yan Zhe, "What are you waiting for? She is the bride that the Cave God specifically asked for. If you let her run away, you may not be able to explain to the Cave God."

"Wait a moment!"

Yan Zhe first turned on the automatic flight function of the fighter jet. He stood up and wanted to lift up the seat to see what was hidden under the seat.

"What's there to wait for?"

Shu Liyang stepped on the bone staff, constantly dodging the bombing of Song Mang's fighter planes, and said with an unpleasant expression, "You and she have the same paper-made weapon, are you still afraid that you can't deal with her?"

But just as Shu Liyang finished speaking, Yan Zhe's loud shout came from inside the fighter jet.

"Damn! This damn girl is so cunning that she actually wrote her date of birth under the seat of the fighter jet in advance!

That’s not all, she also glued the seat to the base, and I thought the seat couldn’t be removed!”

Shu Liyang paused, "So what if I wrote down my birth date? Didn't this thing already belong to you?"

"She wrote her birth date first, so it's recorded on the paper. It's useless if I write it later! Even if I burn the paper, the birth date recorded on it will be the first one she wrote!
Although I can use it, it doesn’t mean I am the owner of the paper-made figurine. I can only be considered to be borrowing it! The ownership of the paper-made figurine belongs to the first person who wrote the birth date and eight characters! "

"..."

Shu Liyang frowned. He didn't expect that there were so many details in paper weapons nowadays.

He thought for a moment and said, "Don't worry about who it belongs to, just get her into the cave first!"

Shu Liyang landed on the crown of the fallen flower tree, and the bone staff in his hand turned into nine pieces of white bone whip, which he whipped hard in all directions several times.

Ghost power surged out, and two huge ghost hands appeared on both sides of Song Mang's fighter jet, and quickly slapped towards the center.

The two ghost hands carried the pressure of the Ghost King, and the energy was terrifying. The other monsters below were scared and fell to the ground.

If these two ghost hands were to close together, Song Mang and the paper fighter would definitely be beaten into a thin piece of paper.

Two transparent barriers appeared above and below the ghost hand, preventing the fighter jet from escaping.

Song Mang drove a fighter jet and fired several shots at the barrier below, directly destroying the barrier, and then fled from below in the fighter jet.

But at this time, Yan Zhe outside the ghost hand drove a fighter jet towards Song Mang.

Song Mang was startled and suddenly shouted, "Ah! No oil!"

Her fighter plane came to a sudden stop.

"What should I do! I can't move!"

Seeing her fighter plane stopped, Shu Liyang quickly said to Yan Zhe, "Now is the time to knock her in!"

Yan Zhe drove his fighter jet at the fastest speed and crashed into Song Mang's fighter jet.

Just when he was about to hit it, Song Mang's fighter plane turned around nimbly and dodged.

Song Mang: "Haha, I was just pretending!"

Yanzhe: ???
Shu Liyang:!!!

Because Yan Zhe drove the paper fighter too fast, after Song Mang's fighter dodged, he and the fighter rushed into the position where the two ghost hands closed. Bang.

A violent explosion was heard.

At the moment when the two ghost hands were about to crush the fighter, Yan Zhe's paper fighter exploded!

"not good!"

Yan Zhe rushed out of the center of the explosion as fast as he could, cursing with an ugly look on his face.

"I was wondering why this damn girl didn't take the fighter away. It turns out she was waiting for me here!"

Song Mang is the owner of this paper fighter. Not only can he take the fighter back at any time, he can also control the paper weapon to self-destruct with his mind!

The power of this explosion is stronger than that of a top-grade spiritual weapon, and several times more powerful than the fire of a fighter jet!
The waves of the explosion spread in the air like magma from a volcanic eruption, and a sea of fire swept over, instantly engulfing the two ghost hands.

Shu Liyang was blown away again. This time, even the bone staff couldn't hold him back, and it directly made a big hole in the ground.

Yan Zhe ran out from the center of the explosion. Even though he was protected by a magic weapon, he was blown away and fell face first on the ground, right at Zhu Wuyou's feet.

Zhu Wuyou kicked him away like trash and sneered, "Serves you right!"

Yan Zhe: “…”

When Yan Zhe got up from the ground, there was a bloodstain on his handsome face, and he looked up at the sky with gritted teeth.

Song Mang then came out of the fighter plane, stood on it flying in the air, and looked down at him.

There was a smile on her lips, "Third Brother, this is the real gift I gave you. How about it? Do you like it?"

Yanzhe brushed the dust off his clothes.

He said calmly, "Have you forgotten what I do? Even if you wrote your birth date on the paper in advance, as long as I can get this thing, open it and take a look, I will know how to make an identical one."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Zhe took out three paper fighter jets from the storage space.

He immediately gave the three paper fighters to himself, then looked at Song Mang and said, "Time is short, so I only made three. Give me more time, I'm afraid I'll have more fighters in my hands."

He also took out three paper figures and said, "I can also let the paper figures help fly fighter planes, little apprentice sister, you'd better surrender."

Yan Zhe burned the paper figures as well, and let the three paper figures enter the fighter jet to help fly the plane.

But before these fighter jets took off, Song Mang got into his own fighter jet and frantically threw missiles at the place where the paper planes were parked.

Boom boom boom!
Less than two minutes after Yan Zhe took out these paper fighter jets, they were blown to pieces by Song Mang.

"...?"

Yan Zhe was stunned for a long time before he said, "How could it be blown up so easily? Just now I flew a fighter jet to bomb you, but your fighter jet was not so easy to blow up!"

He restored every part of the fighter jet in the same way his grandfather made it.

Logically speaking, his paper fighter jet is of the same level as Song Mang’s paper fighter!

He flew a fighter jet to bomb Song Mang's fighter jet, and also used a fighter jet to hit her several times, but her fighter jet was not damaged! So the fighter jet he made should also be of this strength, right?
Song Mang's slow voice came, "The paper fighter plane I gave you was one I had disassembled before. After I disassembled it, I didn't know how to put it back together, so a lot of important parts were missing."

Yanzhe: !!!!!!

No, can you be a human being?!
Song Mang's fighter jet changed direction, preparing to deal with Shu Liyang who was trying to escape.

As a result, many vines suddenly flew over from the nearby fallen tree and entangled her fighter.

The vines were getting tighter and tighter, like a snake strangling itself, ready to crush the fighter!

Pink flowers are blooming on the vines, and a rich, sweet fragrance is wafting from them.

Song Mang felt dizzy and vaguely saw a pink light flying into her forehead!