Urban God-level Selection System

Lan Yingshan said dismissively: "I don't care, I have to go back now! I still don't believe it. They Beijing Song Family will attack my Lan Family for a fourth Miss Song family who can't get on the stage."

"You! Lan Yingshan, you and he are just a silly comparison, if it's really because you let the family be destroyed, how can people like us be happy in the future?"

Lan Yingyuan hurriedly shouted when he saw that Lan Yingshan was really going to push the door out.

With his roar, Lan Yingshan finally released his hand holding the doorknob, and finally fell silent, no longer planning to push the door and leave.

At this time, the toilet was quiet, and it was obvious that no one had heard their conversation just now, which made the brothers feel relieved.

While the two were quietly waiting for the sirens to sound, suddenly a chill came out from the toilet, causing Lan Yingshan and Lan Yingyuan to shiver with the cold. The two hurriedly hugged their arms and shrank into a ball.

"Fuck, what kind of weather is this?

It was fine just now, why is it so cold suddenly? "

Lan Yingshan became more and more angry when he thought about it, and couldn't help complaining, "It's really bad luck. I thought it was just playing with an insignificant student girl. I didn't expect it to be a hidden big shot, bad luck!"

"Why don't you say a few words, it's so annoying."

Lan Yingyuan yelled angrily. Although he was young, he had more opinions than Lan Yingshan. At this moment, he was headed by him. When he roared, Lan Yingshan didn't dare to talk too much.

Just as Lan Yingshan and Lan Yingyuan were tortured by this sudden cold air, they couldn't bear to push the door to go out, suddenly there was a girl's gloomy sneer outside the toilet room.

After this gloomy sneer, it was the girl's questioning voice: "Are you not at all regretful?

You killed that young girl in season..." "Who? "

Lan Yingshan cried out excitedly.

Lan Yingyuan also looked at the thin toilet cubicle door with a change of expression. Even though there was this cubicle door, he still felt the terror hidden behind it.

"Don't you know who I am?

Wasn't I killed by you? "

As soon as the voice fell, the single toilet door was pushed open instantly, and the charmer woman was smiling at the two Lan Yingyuan! "Sure enough, you are not dead?"

After Lan Yingyuan saw the charmer woman, even though fear flashed in his eyes, he still courageously asked, "What do you want?"

"how about it?

I just want to know if you are guilty? "

The charmer woman said, step by step towards the toilet single room.

At this moment, Lan Yingyuan stepped out, raising his hand with a sharp palm and slammed it at the charmer woman: "A mere charmer, dare to presume?

Look at my Lieyang Palm·Dead! "

Lan Yingyuan took a palm shot, and the charmer woman suddenly felt the crisis hit her face. She immediately turned into a yin wind and let out Lan Yingyuan's palm.

But at the same time, the Lan family brothers had a chance to escape, so the two rushed out of the toilet and ran away... After a while, the cold air in the toilet gathered again and turned into a charmer woman. , A trace of fear flashed in her eyes, obviously that Lan Yingyuan's palm of fire had a restraining effect on her.

But under the hatred, how could she give up this killing for revenge?

So she turned into a cold air again, and was about to continue pursuing her. As a result, a piece of ice suddenly appeared at the door, turning into a huge ice gate and blocking her way.

In desperation, the charmer woman manifested again, she said dissatisfiedly: "Who is it?

Why are you stopping me?

I want to avenge myself, what to do with you? "

"Girl, within twenty-four hours, if you are dispelling your soul, you may return to reincarnation and live your next life."

"Otherwise, from now on, you will be a charmer who cannot be tolerated by the world. You will be chased by all the Feng Shui masters in the world. Are you sure you want to do this?"

As soon as Zhang Wanlin's words fell, he also passed through the ice gate and came to the face of the charmer woman.

A hint of pity flashed in his eyes, and he continued to persuade: "Your age is not much older than that of my sisters. You can't ruin yourself just for a while."

"Don't persuade others to be kind to others without suffering!"

"I think you give me the last decent honor, I will not hold you accountable, open the ice door and let me leave, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."

As the charmer woman spoke, killing intent gradually appeared in her eyes.

Zhang Wanlin shook his head and said, "I didn't make you kind, I don't want you to ruin yourself."

"Haha, ruined yourself?"

"I've had all the hardships in my life, and I can go to the capital happily with my mother and meet my father who I haven't seen in 18 years, but I'm dead. Do you think I still care?"

The charmer woman suddenly burst into tears: "My mother is still waiting for me to see her in my hometown, but I will never see her again, and all of this is done by the two surnamed Lan. They have to die. Don't die."

Following the eloquence of the charmer woman, Zhang Wanlin seems to have witnessed a scene where the rich and young masters spent a lot of time in pursuing their favorite women, but became irritated after failing.

So a revenge began! In order to obtain this woman named Song Wanwan, the two little beasts of the Lan family followed her all the way to her rental office.

Then they exchanged money for the keys from the landlord, opened the door of her house in the blue sky, and took revenge on her who was about to leave the city after packing up her clothes.

Song Wanwan couldn't follow her, so she jumped off the building in ragged clothes and ended her young life.

"Are you sure those two are from Xincheng Lanshi?"

Zhang Wanlin asked Song Wanwan with a gloomy face.

After Song Wanwan took a step back vigilantly, he nodded and said: "Yes, they are from the Lan family of Xincheng. One is called Lan Yingshan and the other is called Lan Yingyuan. Song Wanwan must kill me. Their."

"how?

You won't be the running dog of the Lan family, will you come to solve this problem for them? "

When Song Wan spoke at night, the whole body was full of coldness, and he was already in a desperate posture.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Wanlin sneered: "Is he also worthy of the Lan family?

Ah! Sure enough, it was a family of scumbags, and the younger generations in the family were such junk stuff. It seemed that I still killed too few. "

"Have you killed the Lan family?"

Song Wanwan looked at Zhang Wanlin in disbelief.

Zhang Wanlin nodded: "That's right, and the killers were the fathers of Lan Yingshan and Lan Yingyuan-the third and fourth brothers of the Lan family head!"

Chu Zhen's investigation of the Lan family was very careful, so Lan Yingshan and Lan Yingyuan, the only sons of the third and fourth children of the Lan family, were naturally among them. Zhang Wanlin naturally remembered these two names.

After Song Wanwan heard this, there was a hint of joy on her face, and the coldness all over her finally disappeared, and then she praised Zhang Wanlin: "Good job, the son does not teach, the father's fault, they all deserve to die."