Demon King Lingzhihuang is the best in the world

Chapter 331

Zhao Erdong slowly explained that she knew a lot about pistols. She had two professional-level firearms teachers on Zhao's Secret Island.

"How is this weapon compared to an incomparably sharp sword?" Yue Wuqing asked.

Zhao Erdong glanced at the wide and unobstructed top-floor terrace, turned his head towards him and said, "Then it depends on who uses the knife and sword. If you and I don't use knives and swords, that small pistol can't hurt you." You and I have nothing, but if you are an ordinary person, even if you have a thousand sharp swords, you can't block a pistol, understand?"

Yue Wuqing nodded, he understood that no matter how powerful a weapon is, it is just an auxiliary tool, the most important thing is personal cultivation.

"What are you going to do?" Jian Erdong walked towards the big terrace instead of pressing the button of the elevator.

"When I go back to China, I have to engrave the pattern first. It will take a while. You protect me and don't let anyone interrupt me." She didn't look back, and after looking at the venue, she started writing and drawing directly.

Yue Wuqing is also a master at drawing formation patterns, so she naturally knew the reason why she couldn't be interrupted when drawing the subtle formation patterns, so she sat cross-legged and released four strands of soul thoughts from her body, and each of the four strands of soul thoughts guarded one side to monitor All around.

The sun rises in the morning and the sun sets. Although Erdong is proficient in drawing the pattern, it is still not fast. If Yue Wuqing carves this kind of super space movement pattern, it will take ten hours at most. But Zhao Erdong spent [-] hours, and he still hasn't finished the project.

The golden energy is continuously released from her fingers, providing the paint for her to draw the patterns. All kinds of golden characters are spinning and dancing, dancing around some mysterious and mysterious patterns, just like a painting. A magical picture scroll that fell from the fairy palace to the world.

Suddenly, outside the Versailles Grand Hotel, many cars with flashing lights gathered. They came roaring, seeming to be menacing, and stepped off many heavily armed foreigners from the cars. They raised their guns and looked towards the roof of the building.

Yue Wuqing secretly thought something was wrong, and if he was found out, if there was a war, Erdong would definitely be disturbed. If Erdong could finish drawing the pattern before they came up, he would be able to leave here without any effort.

However, things were not as bad as Yue Wuqing had imagined. Those foreigners with pistols didn't seem to be planning to rush forward.

They all stood behind the car, paying close attention to the movement on the top floor. A middle-aged man raised a horn and shouted loudly, speaking a lot of words he couldn't understand.

The shouters changed one after another. They said all kinds of weird words, but he couldn't understand a word. Finally, a black-haired boy came, and when he opened his mouth, he said the same words as him.

"Listen, people upstairs, whatever you're doing, you must stop immediately, put your hands up and squat down"

Yue Wuqing sneered, it turned out to be a group of pustules, they only dared to shrink down and shout, they didn't even have the courage to rush up.

Yuerui walked up to the railing, looked down at the people who were as big as ants, and said suddenly: "If you don't come up, even if I raise my hands and squat down, how would you know?"

"What did he say?" The police officer holding the horn asked the Chinese interpreter. He was very surprised. How did the guy upstairs do it? Even if he was holding the horn, he couldn't be sure. Can the people upstairs hear clearly, but the man just now, he didn't use any aids, and he didn't shout, I saw his mouth opening and closing, but every word he said fell into his mouth very clearly. To my ears, I just couldn't understand it. Sure enough, China is a magical country, and Chinese people are very mysterious.

(End of this chapter)