"Treasurer?"

"Ann! Why? Want to cheat?"

Seeing that Carl was pretending to be confused with him, Ximen Lang decisively drew out a small pistol that he had exchanged from somewhere and directly pressed it on Carl's head.

As long as Carl dares to say no...

emmm... It seems that it's not a big deal if I say it...

Let’s not talk about how Carl couldn’t beat him because he was a illusion. He was really beaten...

Karl is the fourth generation!

But no matter what, Ximen Lang's attitude was revealed.

Carl's eyes twitched at the little pistol that Simon Lang pressed against his head.

I took several deep breaths before my agitation slowly calmed down.

Said speechless.

"Mr. Ximen said something that happened that happened when Liang Bing destroyed Queen Kesha last time, and accidentally got you in? If it was this, I think you might have misunderstood..."

Carl was about to explain to Ximen Lang that the incident was purely a misunderstanding, and he actually did not want to involve Ximen Lang.

It was just a coincidence that such a thing happened, it was really just a misunderstanding.

Unfortunately, Simon Lang had no chance to explain to Carl, and the word "misunderstanding" in Carl's mouth had just spoken out.

The next second, Ximen Lang pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Bang!

A tongue of flame ejected from the black hole's wound, instantly piercing through the head of the god of death Carl.

However, it was pierced through, but after pierced through, Carl still stood there, looking at Ximen Lang with an innocent look on his face.

Just very speechless.

Seeing that Carl did not cooperate at all, Ximen Lang stepped forward to correct the situation.

"Why are you still standing there?!"

Carl: "???"

"Don't understand yet? So stupid!"

Ximen Lang pointed at the guy in his hand and said irritably to Carl.

"What is the guy in my hand? A gun! Now I have penetrated your head! Why are you still standing there stupidly? Have you ever seen Hong Kong movies? No? Police and gangster movies? Even gangster movies are OK!"

Look at Ximen Lang's little chatter, he even made a gangster movie.

Not to mention Carl, she couldn't even bear to see the angel Mu Qing next to her.

"What Hong Kong movies, police, gangsters, and gangsters? What a mess!"

After scolding Ximen Lang, the angel Mu Qing gestured toward the god of death Carl again.

"It's heart-wrenching, it's not heart-wrenching! Do you know that it's not heart-wrenching? There's no emotion at all. In your current performance state, how can people empathize?"

Good guy, what does it mean to hit the nail on the head? What does it mean to be concise? What does it mean to point to the key points?!

With a few words, Carl's core problem was pointed out directly.

Ximen Lang also praised.

"It's you, you've grasped the key to the problem at once."

Turning his head, Ximen Lang looked back at the speechless god of death Carl, tightened the kawaii pistol in his hand, and said.

"Mu Qing has pointed out the problems you are facing now. I will give you another chance, sneer, the last chance! Remember, let me know my heart!"

As he said that, Ximen Lang did the same thing again, raised his little pistol again, and once again pressed it against the forehead of the god of death Carl.

Carl: "…"

Carl was really troubled by Ximen Lang and Angel Mu Qing, who did not play according to common sense, and was very uncomfortable.

Seeing Ximen Lang fiddling with his broken pistol again, what was even more outrageous was that he had to cooperate with himself with all his heart!

Seeing this, the god of death, Carl, who was so hard that he could not stand it, was so hard that he quickly begged for forgiveness.

"Mr. Ximen, and the angel lady over there, you...what are you going to do?!"

Seeing that the God of Death Carl was completely speechless by himself, Ximen Lang shrugged.

"I didn't do anything? Look at how happy everyone was talking just now, just have fun playing around? You don't like it? At worst, let's play in another way."

As he said that, Ximen Lang nodded to the angel Mu Qing and said.

"He doesn't like it. Think about it again, are there any more fun games on your side? Let's play with Carl for a while."

Seeing that Ximen Lang had to continue playing with him, Carl, the god of death who was really disturbed by Ximen Lang, quickly stopped him.

"Mr. Ximen, let's talk about it carefully. If you have anything to do, please stop playing these bad dramas, okay?"

Seeing that Carl was very scared, Simon Lang hesitated.

"Is it really possible to discuss anything?"

"You speak."

"Then, I'm your creditor..."

"Whatever you say is what you want!"

Hearing Carl's words, Simon Lang thought about it.

"Whatever I say is what?! Then this matter is simple."

"I don't cheat you, you won't tell me about this account. I didn't bother you, and I didn't mess with you. I was just trying to beat me on the battlefield between angels and demons. As a result, I was getting my soy sauce into the skull with a click!"

"I almost got killed by you! Really, it was only a little bit! If I hadn't been my life, I would have been killed by you!"

Finally, Ximen Lang pretended to ponder, and then simply said.

"In this way, I won't ask you too much! I remember that there seems to be a celestial computer left over from the Shenhe civilization period and ruthlessly abandoned by the rolling waves? That's right?"

Karl's eyelids twitched!

If, if he guessed correctly, the celestial computer that Ximen Lang mentioned, which had been abandoned by the times, was...

"Big clock?"

Seeing that Carl actually mentioned this himself, Ximen Lang immediately made a decision.

"make a deal!"

Then, without waiting for Carl to speak, Ximen Lang said directly.

"Yeah, this is what you said yourself. I want to pay me the big clock. I didn't force you."

Turning back, Ximen Lang preached to the angel Mu Qing again.

"You saw it too, did I force him?"

Angel Mu Qing naturally would not sing the opposite tune with Ximen Lang.

"Don't worry, I not only heard it, but I also recorded it directly! I'll send you one copy so that he can't lose money."

Ximen Lang immediately praised the angel Mu Qing's previous path.

Then, Ximen Lang turned his gaze to the god of death Carl again and directly reached out to ask for the important words.

"Well, you see, since our opinions have been reached, the big clock will see when you will compensate me."

Hearing Ximen Lang's words, the extremely speechless god of death Carl looked at the Simen Lang in front of him who looked like a little hooligan, with a scoundrel, and the angel next to him who was perfectly matched with Ximen Lang.

Without any hesitation, the god of death Carl turned his head and left.

Seeing that Carl was about to run away, Ximen Lang quickly stopped him.

"Good boy! Do you dare to run away?! Stop for me!"

However, Carl, the god of death who was already so badly that he was unable to escape, could he really be as Ximen Lang wished?

So, just as he turned around, a small skull that made Ximen Lang look very familiar to him immediately appeared in front of the god of death Carl.

As the skull's bloody mouth opened, Carl's body jumped forward gently.

"Mr. Ximen, I'm waiting for you to come in the academy. But I still hope that next time I meet, you will be a little more restrained and stop making such an unreasonable noise."

Just finished speaking.

Click

Then, the god of death, Carl, completely disappeared.

Seeing that the God of Death Carl had really escaped, and even came to an end, he still didn't forget to hurt Ximen Lang, which made Ximen Lang angry.

"This turtle boy! It's so annoying! He even said that I'm unreasonable! md, you don't keep your word, why don't you say it! Bah!"

On the other hand, Angel Mu Qing, Angel Mu Qing looked at the place where the God of Death Carl disappeared, and said in confusion.
To be continued...