The moment Wang Lang turned his head, a stick broke out from the cat's eye inside the door, rubbed Wang Lang's side face and passed by. Then the stick was swept horizontally, and Wang Lang lowered his head to avoid it. Several hair on the back of his head were immediately swept away.

The stick suddenly retracted into the door. Wang Lang only saw one eye from the broken cat's eyes, and then heard a thud of a blowing wind, and Wang Lang turned around and avoided.

Several ox hair needles were pierced into the wall, and if you didn’t look carefully, you couldn’t see clearly that there were needles on the wall.

Wang Lang swung his legs against the wall, and kicked the door with a whip.

Listen to the movement inside, and swing your hands and a black card flew into it.

Wang Lang lowered his body, jumped on the spot, stepped on one side of the door, and flew out, and his knees hit the man inside.

Bang!

The man was also a tough guy. He immediately fucked the light and wanted to fight Wang Lang in the dark.

Wang Lang had a black card in his palm, and the sticks and the black card were rubbing against each other, making the scalp numb sounds one after another, just like the sound of fingernails picking iron sheets. It was extremely uncomfortable to scratch the ears and hearts.

After several rounds of battle, Wang Lang had already judged the opponent's strength.

This man has achieved kung fu, but he can use hidden weapons at the beginning of his return. This greatly improves his strength. His cow hair needle can not only be blown with his mouth, but also thrown with his hands and swings it with his head. It feels like he is covered with cow hair needles. And the one who stuck the point is a thief, but it is a sudden surprise. He specializes in picking people's weaknesses, either the eyes or the fatal point.

Moreover, the stick in this person's hand is very strange. Anyway, Wang Lang felt very strange. It was so dark that he couldn't see clearly. But he just felt that there was something on his stick. It was this thing that made that kind of uncomfortable sound, and it felt like there were countless little bugs crawling around on his body.

Bang!

Wang Lang kicked out, and the man kicked over, and the two of them retreated at the same time.

Wang Lang took advantage of the power to retreat to Yu Xiaomei's room. He didn't even want to turn on the lights, and wanted to see who this person was and what he looked like.

When Wang Lang looked at it with the help of the light, he was a little stunned.

This man actually wore a mask, a mask of the Monkey King Sun Wukong. He was wearing a strange look, just the outfit of Sun Wukong in "Journey to the West", and his hair was also very realistic.

I feel like Sun Wukong. At first glance, I thought I was playing cosplay, but when I started to do it, I knew that this pretending to be Sun Wukong was really something.

Wang Lang looked down at the stick in the man's hand. It was furry, but it was not the kind of fiber plush, it was a very hard and sharp plush. If you stroke the thing on the human skin, you can definitely peel off a bloody layer of skin. No wonder there was such a uncomfortable sound just now, and it was like this.

The man stood on the ground with one foot, holding a stick in his hand, looked at Wang Lang with his head, stretched out his hand to scratch his hairy face, and then scratched the back of his hand, making a horrible sound from his throat.

Wang Lang was happy.

Isn’t this what Sun Wukong looks like in the serious "Journey to the West". It seems that he is going to have a battle with the Monkey King today.

"Who is here, what are you doing?" Wang Lang said what the villain or the one who usually gets a box lunch can only be said quickly.

"Hehehe, ask who I am? I don't know who I am?" The man laughed, his voice the same as Sun Wukong's voice in the old version of "Journey to the West".

But now Wang Lang is suspected of being a slut in his eyes. When Wang Lang saw this, he saw how could anyone be inferior to me. He smiled and said, "You really don't know who you are?"

"I don't know, I don't know, hehe." The man laughed, his hands crossed and swung.

"Then do you know who I am?" Wang Lang smiled softly.

"I don't know, hehe, don't know."

"You don't even know who I am?" The slander on Wang Lang's face filled with humbleness.

"I don't know, who you are? What does it have to do with me?" The monkey laughed.

"It's related." Wang Lang looked serious.

"Who are you?" the monkey looked at Wang Lang and asked.

Wang Lang laughed slutty and deliberately lowered his voice as if he was afraid that others would hear this secret, "I am your father."

The man who pretended to be Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, then made a frigid sound, picking up the stick and shouting loudly.

Wow!

The stick fell from the sky, and after the sound of a snap, the floor was directly dried up.

Wang Lang flipped over and avoided, squatted on the table. Wang Lang picked up a cup on the table and said to the man, "I'll call you, do you dare to agree?"

The monkey didn't give Wang Lang a chance at all, so he rushed up and swung the stick. The table, chair, bench and bench became fragmented when it hit the stick, and crackling sounds came one after another.

Wang Lang jumped all kinds of times in the house, avoiding the monkey's pursuit.

Finally, Wang Lang squatted on the table, holding a toilet pad in his hand, turning his fingers on the toilet pad, Wang Lang pointed to the monkey, "Damn it! You monkey head, look at my Vajra Bracelet!"

After saying that, he threw out the toilet pad.

The monkey swept the toilet pad with a stick and was about to jump up and call Wang Lang. Who knew that after the toilet pad flew open, the three black cards below came almost at the same time, at the top, middle and bottom, and it was not the kind of one that practiced a line. The monkey opened two black cards clang, and the last black card was too far away. The monkey spiraled up with a stick in his hand, and squatted directly at the top of the stick to avoid the black card. With a swaying face, a few cow hair needles flew over.

Wang Lang almost couldn't help but shouted 666.

Dodging the Niu Hair Needle, Wang Lang is on the table, "Little Monkey, have you ever heard of a palm technique that falls from the sky?"

Hohohohoho!

The monkey scratched his fur face in a frizzy way, flew up with sticks on his feet, spinning in fear, and sucked towards Wang Lang.

Wang Lang hid.

Two snaps.

The table fell down in half.

Wang Lang only then saw that this person was really interesting. He was holding a tail behind his butt. To put it bluntly, he was holding a bag with iron sticks containing sections of iron.

If you are treated by your tail, it will cause incontinence.

Hohohohoho!

He couldn't beat Wang Lang several times, and the monkey was extremely impatient and impatient.

Wow!

The monkey shouted!

Then he scratched the hair on his body, then flipped it a few times, picked up the stick and turned it all in various ways.

Wang Lang didn't understand what this person was doing at first, but when the dense sound of breaking through the air came, Wang Lang screamed.

Pick up the quilt and rotate it in various ways.

A dense sound of puff puff puff puff puff came.

Countless cow hair needles escaped from the stick and flew towards Wang Lang for fear of death.
Chapter completed!