Chapter 1142

"Shen Jian, do you have a sense of achievement when you win over one of my mentally retarded younger martial brothers?" Qin Lang said scornfully to the other party that he knew that the name of the man in front of him was Shen Jian, who was Shen Su's close disciple, so that he even changed his surname to Shen. Shen Jian is now the top ten killer. He is really a master and a master. However, Qin Lang can't let Tang Shengyin lose face, so he is simply a disciple of Tang Shengyin.

Sure enough, Shen Jian was a little complacent. Hearing Qin Lang's words, he suddenly felt that his face was gone. Moreover, after a close look at Wei Han, he looked like a natural fool. He was mentally retarded. However, Tang Shengyin has turned a mentally retarded person into a master in Yuangang. This skill is impressive.

"Tang Shengyin is Tang Shengyin. It seems that I have to admire you!"

Shen Su immediately confirms Qin Lang's words with his mental strength. Knowing that Wei Han has an IQ problem, Shen Su immediately admires Tang Shengyin. However, Tang Shengyin knows that Shen Su's reason for saying this is to solve the embarrassment for his apprentice. The old man loves his apprentice very much.

"I, Shen Jian, don't know who you are?" Shen Jian's eyes fell on Qin lang. what Qin Lang said just now obviously stimulated him.

"Of course I am his senior brother." Qin Lang pointed to Wei Han, "I don't have a name, just a nickname - 'demon'."

"Vermin?" Shen Jian suddenly laughed, "you are the demon that pretends to be forced? The guy who disrupted our killer market price? "

Tang San is right. Qin Lang, a "charity killer", is easily dissatisfied and excluded by his peers. In fact, Qin Lang is not a pure philanthropist, but he thinks that some people really deserve to die. Even if they are free, they should be killed, so as to prevent these scum from continuing to harm the world.

"That's right. I'm a lich." "But I'm not disrupting the market. I want to integrate the killer Market. So my master set up this killer group to integrate the killer Market in China."

"Integrate the killer Market of China?" Shen Jian changed from laughing to laughing, "who do you think you are? How dare you have such ambition!"

"Shen Jian, integrating the killer Market is what master Tang meant. You can't be rude!" Buddha Tu and Shen Su said. It seems to be reprimanding Shen Jian. In fact, it's defending the apprentice.

Of course, Shen Jian is Shen Su's close disciple. This kind of relationship is extraordinary, even closer than his own father and son. Although there are many disciples of a martial artist, there are at most one or two close door disciples. This is to inherit their disciples, so it will cost countless efforts on it. For martial arts practitioners, the inheritance of mantle is even more important than that of incense, so Shensu naturally supports his closed disciples.

Qin Lang understood that Shensu had no intention to integrate the killer Market. Although Shensu had withdrawn from the killer Market, his disciple Shen Jian was still in the market and enjoyed a great reputation. In fact, Shensu made a lot of profits from the market every year.

In short, it is Shen Jian who inherits Shen Su's mantle, and everything is still the same.

Because of this, Shen Jian doesn't care much about Tang Shengyin's integration of killer Market, and he, as a master in killer list, naturally doesn't want to be subordinate to others. Even Shen Jian's ambition is very strong. He thinks that if one day we can integrate the killer Market, it must be him.

"All the bustle of the world is for profit, all the bustle of the world is for profit."

Qin Lang said to Shen, "master Shen, with all due respect, the reason why you have such an idea is nothing more than the distribution of interests -"

"hum!" Shen Jian snorted coldly, interrupting Qin Lang's words again, "we are not short of money! What do you think you are - "

" what do you think you are! " Qin Lang in turn interrupts Shen Jian.

The two sides were in a state of tension, as if they were about to start.

However, at this time, Qin Lang's hand suddenly conjures up a Zengyuan pill. As soon as the elixir comes out, it's overwhelming. Seeing this elixir, Shen Su and Shen Jian's attention are all attracted. Shen Su can't help but show his greedy color. His eyes are old, of course, he knows that this elixir of increasing yuan in Qin Lang's hands is valuable.

Peng!

Shen Su and Shen Jian haven't responded yet. They see that Qin Lang has pinched the elixir between his fingers. A spirit pill, worth tens of millions or even hundreds of millions, was directly ground into powder by Qin Lang and turned into a thin spirit.

"Black sheep!"

Shen Xiu sighs in her heart. Qin Lang's practice is even worse than burning 100 million Chinese coins directly, because in Shen Su's eyes, the difference between Chinese coins and paper is not great, but the spirit pill is not. Lingdan is a valuable thing, and it can bring him direct benefits.

Peng!

Shen Su's sigh didn't stop. Qin Lang took out another elixir, and it was also crushed into powder in front of Shen Su and Shen Jian.

The two teachers and students were completely shocked! Especially Shen Su, the old guy, would like to go up and block Qin Lang's neck. Why is Qin Lang such a loser?

Peng!

Another elixir exploded in front of the two apprentices.

"My grass! If you don't stop, I will kill you! "

Thanks to Shen Su's determination, I can't help but fight Qin Lang now. He is also a man who has seen the world, but he has never seen anyone in the Jianghu who would spoil the elixir like Qin lang. this is a monstrous thing, and this is the biggest act of losing his family!

"Old master, I just destroyed my elixir. What can I do with you?" Qin Lang smiled faintly.

Shen Su was about to get angry and suddenly thought, "this kid is right. The spirit pill is someone else's spirit pill. He can use it as he pleases. He can lose as he pleases. What's the fire on me? Do you feel sorry for this kid? Grass...! Why is Lao Tzu so hot

"You mean it, boy?" Shen Su gnashed his teeth at Qin Lang's behavior. "Are you deliberately ostentatious in front of me? Say, how many elixirs do you have? How dare you be such a loser

"Not much, not much. It's enough for the senior anyway." Qin Lang said that he had several more Zengyuan pills in his hand. This time, instead of pinching and exploding them, he threw them into the air. At last, he took them all into his mouth and ate them like beans.

Shen Su and Shen Jian's eyes are burning. They need to know how many businesses they need to take, how much information they need to inquire about, how many times they need to bid, how many fights they need to fight, how many people they need to kill, and how many twists and turns they need to get a spirit pill. Who is the holy man?

"Master, let's go. Since senior Shen is not interested in our invitation, why should we make a fool of ourselves?" Qin Lang said to Tang Shengyin, it seems that he is ready to leave here.