The young lady reborn at the end of the world is frivolous

Chapter 106

Just when the atmosphere was tense and sluggish, everyone was surprised to hear the watery girl standing behind the man laughing.

Zhang Xian's pink lips were slightly hooked, her face was full of coldness, and even that bright laughter was slightly low.

"That depends on whether you have the ability to take it." The watery eyes of the peach blossoms were slightly condensed, and the tone was serious.

Facing such a group of elders, he still didn't change his face, and what he said was extremely arrogant.

"What are you talking about? Believe it or not, our elder brother's ferociousness will make you speechless later." The younger brother next to him said viciously.

"That's right, big brother, I'll take care of her."

"Don't shed tears until you see the coffin, stinky bitch."

A group of people behind the bald head spoke up, staring at Zhang Xian with a threatening manner.

The bald man in the middle hummed softly, stretched out his left hand, and immediately fell silent behind him, staring intently at him.

"Little girl has a serious tone." A gleam of interest appeared on the bald and brutal face, and her small eyes flashed. "If you want to toast, you will not eat fine wine."

"Heh, it sounds like you have food, so you're going to let it go?" Zhang Xian took a step forward, smiling instead of anger, her cold eyes met the bald head, without any stage fright.

At the beginning of the end of the world, this gang of hopeless people can do anything, how could they just take the food and leave willingly?
This point is well known, but no one pointed it out, but Zhang Xian said it so casually.

The bald head who was poked in the center didn't mind at all, and even laughed loudly: "What a clever little girl, delicious, I like it."

Those small eyes became more unscrupulous, looking at the other side greedily.

Of course, he is not a kind master. Now that it's here, he must get not only food, but also these two beautiful women.

As soon as the bald man finished speaking, everyone around laughed loudly, his eyes lit up quite a bit, as if he was encouraged, he shouted: "Brother is mighty."

"Too much deceit." Zhang Liang's eyes were dark, and his deep voice was full of anger.

With a big hand, he hid Zhang Xian and Ge Wanyi behind him. With a wave of his wide palm, the vase on the side burst with a "snap", and two soil thorns stabbed at those people suddenly with Ling Feng.

Wow, the gangsters who sensed the danger were startled, they flew away like birds, and dodged in all directions. Two of them were caught off guard and got scratched on their arms and faces.

No one expected that the other party would suddenly attack.

There are supernatural powers!The gangsters were startled, their expressions changed drastically, they squandered their weapons, hesitated, and looked at their elder brother.

My elder brother has fire abilities.

"Bah, shame on your face." The bald head yelled angrily, obviously not paying attention to Zhang Liang's supernatural ability, and with a wave of his hand, two fireballs hit Zhang Liang fiercely.

Zhang Liang's gaze was fixed, and he stepped back two steps, the scorching fireball swished and hit the ground, painting the smooth floor black.

"Kill that man for me, and keep the woman." The bald man shouted with fierce eyes and a rough voice.

The gang of brothers with machetes ignited instantly, and swarmed forward with hideous faces.

Ge Wanyi looked at this earth-shattering change, panic flashed across her beautiful face.

"Mom, use your supernatural power." Zhang Xian on the side grabbed her hand and nodded at her with a cold and firm gaze.

After saying that, he immediately let go of his hand, holding the Tang knife in one hand, and stepped forward.

Her face was cold, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, and her movements were quick and precise. Since it was the end of the world, no one would pay attention to killing a few people.

The sharp Tang Dao slashed across the ankles of those people one by one. Due to the interference of Zhang Liang's soil ability, small mounds of soil appeared on the ground from time to time, or clods of soil fell on their bodies.

Everyone wailed and wailed, suffering unspeakably.

(End of this chapter)