Returning From Level 900

Chapter 114 Chen Hansheng who can't understand

Although the height of the world tower is not the core factor that determines the difficulty, the lower tower is nothing more than a little change.

However, Mo Ran, with full firepower, can basically describe an integer layer below 200 layers as a destructive force.

In less than 20 minutes, the progress is full and the level is over.

During this process, Chen Hansheng also successfully completed the plan in his heart - Ruan Mo Ruan Pao joined the "Mo Ran's" team.

After successfully joining the team, he watched Mo Ran show his might, and he felt more and more wise.

On the way back to Mo Ran's entrance to the next floor, Chen Hansheng kept smiling by his side, handing him a towel to wipe his sweat, a bottle of healthy water to quench his thirst, and occasionally a ginseng fruit Serve Moran as a snack.

I have to say that rich people can really live a life. There are not many rare and precious advanced items, but as long as the basic items that can be bought with money are really full of "backpacks".

It's a pity that Mo Ran is a master of the first consortium. The only type of treasure can't be said, there is no shortage of basic items available on the market.

So I turned a blind eye to the hospitality that Chen Hansheng sent.

Self-care and Wang Wen handed over the "baton".

Chen Hansheng, who was smiling all over his face, didn't quite understand the specific meaning of Mo Ran's words "take your time, let me rest for a while" to Wang Wen.

The crowd went to the next floor.

The ground and air of this level are covered with dense silk threads, each of which may trigger the mechanism to launch a large number of dangerous goods.

Some dangerous items are poisonous arrows that can be hidden, some are lasers that can pierce through a second, and it is too late to go to the hospital. The most terrifying thing is to directly throw high-yield explosives or miniature cloud bombs. The disappearance of the level together with the level does not give any chance of reasoning.

As a result, Chen Hansheng saw Wang Wen dismantle it all the way with astonishing efficiency.

Not only dismantling the mechanism, but also occasionally found the dangerous goods snow storage area along the silk thread, cracked the "anti-theft lock" and directly attacked Huanglong, directly taking the dangerous goods as trophies and taking them away.

The whole scene was so shocked that Chen Hansheng missed the shot.

When all the checkpoints were dismantled, revealing a safe road leading to the entrance to the lower floor, he frowned and looked back and forth at Wang Wen and Moran with question marks all over his forehead.

"Master of Organism??" Chen Hansheng asked this question in a very complicated way.

It's not just the superficial question, "Is this big guy a master of mechanical techniques?"

There is also a deep subtext "How could this person be a master of mechanical techniques?"

Didn't you say that one **** will bring three scumbags?

Isn't it agreed that the elite will lead the young lady to climb the tower?

Why did the young master take action by himself?

Or a master of mechanics?

Whose son is so motivated? ?

Is it appropriate to be so motivated as a son?

You already have a good background, but you have been so motivated and worked so hard to become a master of mechanical art, how can you let others live?

Chen Hansheng's heart is extremely complicated!

Thoughts are flying.

But unfortunately no one paid him any attention.

Wang Wen, who would have politely chatted up a few words, became too busy to take care of him as soon as he entered the sanctuary.

Moran basically ignored him.

Zhu Xingguo and Ruan Ruan wanted to give the captain a hand and help carry a lot of loot in the backpack. Looking at the terrifying items such as stinger glass bombs in the bag, they were terrified, and they didn't want to pay attention to other people.

This made Chen Hansheng puzzled and lonely.

In the past two weeks, he entered the tower as the president of the Fraternity Group, and most of the tower climbers he encountered were respectful.

Even if there is a big guy with more than 300 floors by chance, in the face of the Boai Group, he will be polite to him.

It can be said that this cold treatment is something he has never seen since he took office as the president of the Fraternity Group.

He really wanted to find out Wang Wen's identity.

Let's see what is the origin of this person who plays cards out of common sense.

Why would a tower climber with a limit of 140 floors dare to be so "arrogant" and "showy".

He didn't think about "cooperation" at all.

How could a person on the 140th floor cooperate with the Banbu Dixian on the 439th floor?

Cooperation must be based on basic equality, right?

People and people can cooperate.

It's really impossible to cooperate with a dog.

Have you ever seen humans and mosquitoes cooperate?

Have you ever seen a collaboration with Ant?

Have you ever seen a collaborator with the stool? ? ?

Chen Hansheng stared at Wang Wen's back, trying to see some clues.

Until it was pushed all the way to the 150th floor.

Not only did he not solve his doubts.

Instead, a few more were added.

'? ? ? ’

'finished? ’

'What did I see? ’

'Master of mechanics? ? ’

'The master of spiritual power? ? ’

'The master of poison-making? ? ’

'Is this a man? ? ’

'This is a person? ? ? ’

Wang Wen, who finally got through the ninth floor, let out a long sigh, shook his hands and twisted his neck, and said to Mo Ran, who had been sleeping all the way, "You too, let me rest for a while."

Mo Ran stretched and smiled at Wang Wen, "Hehe, think beautifully!"

Before he finished speaking, there were enough people to open the level, and a black lightning bolt rushed out.

He TMD directly opened the big move.

Facing the direction with the most monsters, he jumped up, and while the person was still in the air, the [Dharma Hand] suddenly burst into ten thousand rays of light.

"Boom!!"

The world is clean.

Wang Wen was dumbfounded.

Seeing that Mo Ran worked hard to keep up with the progress.

He hurriedly shouted: "Don't do this, old man, when will the grievances be repaid! If you do this, the two of us will perish together!"

Mo Ran's body was full of murderous aura, and he turned back with bare eyes and shouted, "Then don't be so fast!"

Wang Wen was extremely aggrieved: "That won't work, I can't help it."

"Shit!" Mo Ran turned around with infinite contempt, and the glove in his hand began to burst into light pollution again.

The scene is simply hard to see.

Ten minutes later, the 150th floor also passed.

Chen Hansheng, who was watching from the beginning to the end, looked at Wang Mo and Wang Mo who were noisy, manipulative, and spit at each other with blurry eyes, as if tens of thousands of cloud bombs were stuffed in his chest.

Difficulty breathing, there is a feeling of suffocation.

He was distressed.

It was incomprehensible.

This team made him feel toxic, and the longer he stayed, the more questions he had.

Too many unreasonable and wrong places are intertwined~www.wuxiahere.com~ It is speculated that in one direction, another strange point will stand out immediately to prove that his speculation is contradictory.

For example, suppose Wang Wen is the prince, but he is his subordinate, why would those two spit?

It can be inferred from this that the two may be friends, so why is Mo Ran's tower so high and Wang Wen's tower so low?

If there is a 439th floor half-step Earth Immortal as a friend, a normal person will be able to reach the 300th floor even if he rubs it!

Inferring from this, the two may have known each other for a short time before they had time to kiss.

This brings more doubts.

First of all, if we want to talk about rubbing, it is called rubbing if Mo Ran makes a move to clear the level.

In fact, during the whole process of climbing the tower, Wang Wen exerted significantly more force.

Wang Wen was busy in all the scattered layers except for the moving speed mechanism and other levels that required everyone to act together.

Mo Ran just needs a leisurely rest.

What kind of "rubbing" is this mode?

Second.

If the two have known each other for a short time, they haven't had time to climb the tower.

Then why do the two trust each other so much? ?

Why would you be so reassured to let the other party dismantle so many dangerous organs? Aren't you afraid that a single mistake will destroy the group?

Why do you feel so relieved to let the other party make progress while wandering around looking for props? Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to hold the monster and be surrounded by the enemy and destroy it?

Why do these two people cooperate so well?

The most important thing is that they spit!

Are you not familiar enough to do this kind of thing?

Chen Hansheng's brain was chaotic like a thick phlegm-like paste.

Looking at Wang Mo and the two who were noisy, manipulative, and spit at each other with contempt, a huge desire for death emerged in their hearts.

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