Seeing that Carl was still pretending to be confused, Ximenlang decisively pulled out a small pistol that he found somewhere and put it directly on Carl's head.
As long as Karl dares to say no...
emm...it seems like it's not a big deal after all...
Not to mention that Karl couldn't hit him at all because he had a phantom body. But he could actually hit it...
Carl is the fourth generation!
But no matter what, Ximenlang's attitude was shown.
Karl's eyes twitched as he looked at the small pistol Ximen Lang put on his head.
I took several deep breaths to slowly calm down my agitated emotions.
Speechless.
"Mr. Ximen is talking about the last time when Liang Bing destroyed Queen Kesha, he accidentally got you involved? If this is the case, I think you may have misunderstood..."
Karl was about to explain to Ximen Lang that the previous incident was purely a misunderstanding, and that he actually did not want to involve Ximen Lang.
It was just a coincidence that something like that happened. It was really just a misunderstanding.
It's a pity that Ximenlang didn't give Karl a chance to explain at all, and the word "misunderstanding" just came out of Karl's mouth.
The next second, Ximen Lang pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Bang!
A tongue of fire spurted out from the black hole of the wound, instantly piercing the head of Karl, the God of Death.
However, the hole was pierced, but after the hole was pierced, Karl still stood there calmly, looking at Ximen Lang with an innocent face.
Very speechless.
Seeing that Karl was not cooperating at all, Ximenlang stepped forward and corrected him.
"Why are you still standing there?!"
Carl: "???"
"You still don't understand? You're so stupid!"
Ximen Lang pointed at the guy in his hand and said unkindly to Karl.
"What is that thing in my hand? A gun! Now I have shot through your head! Why are you still standing there stupidly? Have you seen a Hong Kong movie? No? A police movie? Even a gangster movie will do.
!”
Look at Ximenlang, this little chatty guy, he even made gangster movies happen.
Not to mention Karl, she couldn't even stand the angel Mu Qing on the side.
"What kind of Hong Kong movie, about cops and gangsters? It's all a mess!"
After reprimanding Ximen Lang, the angel Mu Qing gestured to the God of Death Karl again.
"You are distracted, don't be distracted! Do you know that you are not distracted? There is no emotion at all. How can you make people empathize with you in your current performance state?"
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 get to the point?!
In a few words, he directly pointed out the core problem of Karl's delay in entering the state.
Ximen Lang also praised it highly.
"As expected of you, you immediately grasped the key to the problem."
Turning his head, Ximen Lang looked back at the speechless Death God Karl, tightened the Kawaii pistol in his hand, and said.
"Mu Qing has already pointed out the problems you are facing now. I will give you another chance, hey, the last chance! Remember, be careful!"
With that said, Ximen Lang followed the same pattern, once again raised his small pistol, and once again put it on the forehead of the God of Death, Karl.
Karl: "..."
Karl was really disturbed by Ximen Lang and Angel Mu Qing, their strange brain circuits that did not follow common sense.
Seeing Ximen Lang playing with his broken pistol again, what's even more outrageous is that he wants to cooperate on his own!
Seeing this, Karl, the God of Death, who couldn't stand being tortured by Ximen Lang and Angel Mu Qing, quickly begged for mercy.
"Mr. Ximen, and Ms. Angel over there, you...what are you going to do?!"
Seeing that the God of Death, Karl, was completely speechless by him, Ximen Lang shrugged.
"You're not doing anything? Seeing how happy everyone was chatting just now, why don't you just play for fun? You don't like it? In the worst case, we can play in another way."
As he spoke, Ximen Lang pursed his lips and said to the angel Mu Qing.
"He doesn't like it. Think again and see if you have any more interesting dramas over there. Let's play with Karl for a while."
Seeing that Ximen Lang wanted to continue playing with him, Karl, the God of Death, who couldn't stand being disturbed by Ximen Lang, quickly stopped.
"Mr. Ximen, we have something to talk about. If you have any questions, please tell me. Let's stop playing these vulgar dramas, okay?"
Seeing Karl's serious words, I was really scared, Ximen Lang hesitated.
"Can everything really be discussed?"
"You speak."
"Then, I am your creditor..."
"What you say is what you say!"
Hearing Karl's words, Ximen Lang had an idea in his mind.
"That's what I say?! Then this matter will be easy."
"I'm not blackmailing you. Let's not talk about Kesha being completely destroyed by you. Let's just talk about me. I didn't recruit you and I didn't offend you. On the battlefield between angels and demons, I was fighting well.
Where’s my soy sauce? With a click, you got it directly into the skull!”
"I was almost blown up to death by you! Really, just a little bit closer! If I hadn't been lucky, I would have been killed by you!"
Finally, Ximen Lang pretended to ponder, and then said simply.
"In this case, I won't ask for more from you! I remember that you seem to have a celestial computer on hand that was left over from the Kamigawa civilization period and was ruthlessly abandoned by the rolling waves? That's true, right?"
Karl's eyelids twitched when he heard it!
If, if his guess is correct, the celestial computer Ximen Lang mentioned that has been abandoned by the times is...
"Big clock?"
Seeing that Karl actually mentioned this point himself, Ximen Lang immediately agreed.
"make a deal!"
Then, without waiting for Karl to speak, Ximen Lang expressed directly.
"Hey, you said it yourself. You wanted to compensate me for the big clock. I didn't force you."
Turning around, Ximen Lang preached to the angel Mu Qing again.
"You saw it too, I didn't force him, right?"
Naturally, Angel Mu Qing would not go against Ximen Lang.
"Don't worry, I not only heard it, I also recorded it directly! I'll send you a copy right now to save him from defaulting on his debt."
Ximen Lang immediately gave a thumbs up to Angel Mu Qing for his success.
Then, Ximen Lang once again set his sights on the God of Death, Karl, and directly stretched out his hand to ask for help.
"Well, you see, now that we have reached an agreement, let's see when you can pay me the big clock."
Hearing Ximen Lang's words, Karl, the god of death, was extremely speechless and looked at Ximen Lang, who looked like a gangster, and the shrew Angel Mu Qing next to him, who was a perfect match for Ximen Lang.
Without any hesitation, Karl, the God of Death, turned around and left.
Seeing that Karl was about to run away, Ximen Lang quickly blocked his way.
"What a boy! How dare you run?! Stop right there!"
However, Karl, the God of Death, who has been tortured by Ximen Lang, has no time to escape, so how can he really achieve what Ximen Lang wants?
Therefore, as soon as he turned around, a small skull that looked familiar to Ximen Lang immediately appeared in front of Karl, the God of Death.
As the skull's bloody mouth opened, Karl's body jumped forward slightly.
"Mr. Ximen, I am waiting for your arrival in the academy. However, I still hope that when we meet next time, you can restrain yourself a little and stop being so... unreasonable."
The words just fell.
click
Then, Karl, the god of death, completely disappeared.
Seeing that Carl, the god of death, had really escaped, and even when he was about to die, he still didn't forget to hit Ximen Lang, which made Ximen Lang angry.
"This bastard! It's so irritating! He even said that I was being unreasonable! MD, you don't mean what you say, why didn't you say it! Bah!"
On the other hand, Angel Mu Qing looked at the place where the God of Death Karl disappeared and said doubtfully.
"That skull..."
"That's right, that's the skull that swallowed me and Kesha when the angels and demons fought before. But the size of this skull is much smaller than the one that swallowed us before.
.Our room is a double room, and his room is a single room.”
“Double room, single room!”
Angel Mu Qing was also stunned by Ximen Lang's brain circuit.
"No, his skull is so elusive that we didn't even have the slightest bit of defense from the beginning to the end. Are you so plain?"
Angel Mu Qing was really subdued by Karl's methods.
From Karl’s initial appearance until Karl’s departure now, let’s not say how weird his phantom body is.
Just these two transitions between him were without any warning or precautions. She didn't even notice the slightest fluctuation in space. This really made Angel Mu Qing feel afraid.
Angel Mu Qing is not afraid of death.
But she is afraid that she will die useless!
In comparison, Ximen Lang is much calmer.
Mainly, he has experienced it once personally and has a certain understanding of this thing.
In particular, it is the speed that Ximenlang is most proud of.
Take the last time as an example, if that old bitch Kesha hadn't wanted to die, Ximenlang wouldn't have been able to hold her back.
Just by opening and closing the skull's mouth, Ximen Lang can spin back and forth countless times!
Not blind at all.
Therefore, seeing Angel Mu Qing being directly restrained by Karl's unique skill, Ximen Lang immediately said with relief.
"Don't worry, although this thing is elusive and difficult to guard against. But we are not vegetarians. Let me tell you without joking, with just the effort of closing the broken skull just now, I can lead you and walk inside.
Do you believe it or not that I can still bring you out after countless back and forths?"
Of course, Ximen Lang added another sentence because of Queen Kesha's lesson.
"Of course, the prerequisite is that you don't deliberately seek death, and don't be like that person who never comes out once you're inside."
Hearing this, Angel Mu Qing said doubtfully.
"Who?"
Ximen Lang: "..."
"Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue."
Good guy, I almost sold out Queen Keisha.
But no matter what, Ximen Lang's confident attitude was conveyed to Angel Mu Qing.
Angel Mu Qing did not delve into who Ximen Lang was talking about. Who is she? Instead, she asked in confusion.
"Then what should we do now?"
"What else can we do? Salad!"
As he spoke, Ximen Lang took out a parasol and several beach chair sets from the dark plane space, arranged them neatly one by one, lay down on them, and then said to the angel Mu Qing.
"It's time to eat and drink, and that bastard Carl ran away. Anyway, his Death Song Academy is right there, so he can't run far."
"So what does this have to do with you lying on a recliner?"
Upon hearing this, Ximen Lang shrugged.
"It's okay, it's just that I've eaten and drank enough, and I'm thinking that if I don't take a nap, I'll feel weak all over. So, do you want to take a nap too? I have an extra recliner here, and I'll give you one
?”
"I'll sleep with you, you big-headed guy!"
…
On the other side, Karl, who was annoyed by Ximen Lang and Angel Mu Qing and had nowhere to express his anger, finally returned to Death Song Academy.
He was about to go to the research room to do some research and have some peace and quiet, but before Karl could calm down for a while, bursts of noise came from over there.
"What do you mean I'm being nice even though I'm getting an advantage? It's obviously you guys, so you can't keep your word! You promised to upgrade my divine body, why are you going back on your word now?!"
The speaker was none other than the God-Slaughter Sumary, who had just been resurrected by Snow and learned from Hua Ye the details of the transaction between Hua Ye and Karl.
At first, Su Mary, who had just been resurrected by Snow, was very grateful to Snow.
After all, this person, who was not a relative or a friend, had gone to such great lengths to revive herself without asking for anything in return. Sumari, who had not been treated so tenderly for a long time, was naturally very touched by this behavior.
But when Su Mary learned from Hua Ye that Hua Ye was using his old life as a bargaining chip, she asked Karl to resurrect him "out of kindness".
All this has changed.
Looking back on the past, during the Tiangong era, what kind of scenery were these male angels under the leadership of Tiangong King Hua Ye?
And now, now they have actually fallen into a miserable situation where they need the King of Heaven to sell themselves in order to continue to survive.
The contrast between before and after cannot be described as heartbreaking.
Heartbroken!
Even describing it as heartbreaking is not an exaggeration at all!
In particular, Snow had deducted part of the bargaining chip that Hua Ye had earned by working for Karl.
If this Sumary can still endure it, then it is no longer an ancient slayer of gods!
However, when faced with Su Mary's questioning, Snow didn't care at all.
"Being able to resurrect you has already given Hua Ye enough face. Do you still want to upgrade your divine body? Why don't you take a piss and reflect on your own virtue? Do you think this is still the Tiangong era? Save it, yours
The era has long been overthrown by Queen Kesa, and the Merlot Heavenly Court has been established for 17,000 years!"
"you!!!"
Seeing that Sumary and Snow were not done yet, the God of Death Karl, who was upset by the quarrel between the two, immediately exuded the pressure of the fourth-generation divine body and shouted loudly.
"Enough!!!"
He came between Sumary and Snow with an expressionless expression.
Snow was immediately convinced.
"My God!"
And Su Marie...
It is rather stiff and wants to hold on for a while longer.
It's a pity that Karl didn't give it this chance.
Without even giving it a chance to speak, Karl said bluntly.
"Ximen Lang is coming to visit my Death Song Academy, which is now on the outskirts of the Styx Galaxy. If you are really not afraid of death, then continue to cause trouble."