In the live broadcast room of Su Xiaotuan.
"Hahaha, the old man ran even faster than a thief! I want to see him blow the monster with one punch..."
"It's a pity for such a healthy man not to be a conman."
"Little Tuan, go to the n's restroom. Maybe the old man is frightened and his legs are like jelly now, you can help him!"
A large number of barrage appeared.
After many netizens saw Yang Song run to the toilet, they all laughed with all their might.
"Huh! Everyone, look in the direction of the bathroom, that man is so handso!"
Suddenly, in the live broadcast room, a netizen posted such a barrage.
At this ti, Su Xiaotuan was holding her mobile phone and facing the direction of the public restroom. When the handso young man walked out, he was imdiately caught in the recording. Then, the live broadcast room exploded like fireworks.
"How co there is such a handso person?"
"I am in love!"
"Looking back at the pig next to , I really want to slap him!"
"Tong City's Wu Yanzu looks like a piece of garbage compared to him!"
"Huh? Is Wu Yanzu qualified to compare with him?"
A mass of new comnts instantly appeared and suppressed the barrages that ridiculed Yang Song for running away.
Su Xiaotuan naturally saw the handso young man. The mont she saw him, her cheeks turned red with a sigh, her heartbeat accelerated, and her legs trembled slightly.
She wanted to go up and say hello.
In the past, she was also very confident about her looks, and even an old man like Yang Song agreed to interact with her.
But now, all she had was an inferiority complex.
Don't talk about going up to say hello; she didn't have the courage to take a few more glances. In the end, she had to hold her mobile phone and secretly follow him, planning to broadcast him first, and then hide in the bed to enjoy this 'food' slowly.
...
"It's weird! No matter whether n or won, why do they look at and lower their heads?"
When using the God-level Disguise Technique and walking in the direction of the abyssal beast, there were many doubts in his heart.
"Although I look handso now, it's still less than seven points when I was young. Do you have such an inferiority complex?"
Yang Song raised his brows and muttered in wonder.
Speaking of it, the God-level Disguise Technique was really powerful. After using it, not only the appearance and height, but the clothes worn on the body could also be completely changed, and absolutely no one could see through him.
Yang Song's speed was very fast.
After a while, he walked to the side of the crowd.
There were too many people to squeeze in.
When Yang Song saw this, he bent his legs and shot upwards forcefully. His whole person, like a cannonball, jumped up to more than ten ters high.
Crack!
The concrete ground where he was standing just now shattered directly.
Bang!
In the next mont, he skipped the crowd and fell directly in front of the abyssal beast.
Now, let's not ntion how miserable Wu Shang. Just the long sword in his hand had been broken and only the hilt was left. Now, Wu Shang seed to have no energy left, and his eyes have begun to beco a little distracted.
"It's over. Am I going to die here? Why haven't those old things in Tong City co yet?"
Wu Shang cursed fiercely in his heart.
Just when he didn't know what to do next, he saw a man in a white shirt descending from the sky. His handso appearance, cool movents, and unique temperant exuding from his body made Wu Shang stunned.
When was there such a handso person in Tong City?
He was even more handso than him?
But why had he never seen this person before?!
"You step back, don't affect my performance."
Yang Song turned his head and glanced at Wu Shang. Yang Song had invested so of his resources in this guy before, but he didn't expect him to be so useless.
He was only a 2nd Tier Master at the age of 30. Now, he was almost beaten to death by a weak abyssal beast.
"G-good!"
Wu Shang nodded in a daze. A good-hearted crowd of onlookers, with great vision, imdiately trotted over and helped Wu Shang up, dragging him back and leaving a long bloodstain on the floor.
"Fuck, I'm not mistaken? This handso guy is going to fight this abyssal beast?"
"Seems like it!"
"Generally, handso guys only have tough appearance but poor strength, right? But what is his martial art rank?"
"How should I know?"
"No way! Soone, please persuade him! My child's na has been figured out, if he dies in this war, won't I be a widow?"
Among the crowd of onlookers, the vast majority of won were the most anxious, but they were too weak to help...
"Should I go up?"
However, in the park before, the black silk ponytail girl who exercised the ultimate move was also there. Her complexion at this mont was also red, and she was very worried about Yang Song, for fear of him getting injured.
However, just when no one around was optimistic about Yang Song, Yang Song made a move. Relying on his strong body, he rushed in the direction of the Undead Steel Scavenger fiercely.
The distance between him and the abyssal beast was short. In just a mont, he ca near it and was about to collide with it. However, the onlookers, without exception, closed their eyes and dared not look.
They could see clearly Wu Shang's miserable look just now; this abyssal beast was too tough. Wasn't it equivalent to looking for death by running to it?
Bang!
Rumble!
When these two sounds appeared, these people opened their eyes.
The mont when they opened their eyes, everyone at the scene was dumbfounded, and even couldn't believe what they saw.
A scavenger that looked extrely sturdy had a blood hole in its head, and blood was rushing out madly. At the sa ti, its body flew upside down for more than 30 ters as it broke a half-ter thick tree in the park before it then stopped.
Then, it lay on the ground with its pupils white. There was no movent, but its breath was still there.
"This…"
The girl in stockings and ponytail was stunned. She didn't even see how Yang Song made the move.
"So handso and so strong at the sa ti? Heaven is unfair!"
Wu Shang was vomiting blood. His eyes were round, and his heart was full of inferiority.
The scene was boiling completely.
Su Xiaotuan's live broadcast room was also boiling.
"Where is the abyssal beast?"
"Move faster..."
"Get out, get out of here, the military governor has co!"
At this mont, a shout ca from outside the crowd. Tong City's military governor Yang Haodong, who was notified a while ago, finally took a few warriors over with him.
"Collect."
Hearing that Yang Haodong was here, Yang Song walked quickly to the front of the scavenger and instantly received it into his storage space.
Taking advantage of the chaos on the scene, he sank into the crowd with expertise.
After confirming that there was no surveillance and no one had secretly photographed him, he used the disguise technique one after another, from a teenager to a child, to an inconspicuous woman, and finally to a rickety old man.
After half a minute, Yang Song, in white sportswear, walked out from the public restroom and shook the water stains on his hands as if nothing had happened. His face showed a curious look, and with his hands behind his back, he walked quickly in the direction where Yang Haodong was.
This guy, as the dignified military governor of the city, didn't do his job properly at all. He only knew how to write novels every day.
That abyssal beast had almost killed a Master martial artist, but he had just arrived. Yang Song must go over and criticize Yang Haodong fiercely!
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