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VOLUME 114 The Incomprehensible Chen Hansheng

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    Section 114 Unintelligible Chen Hansheng

    Although the height of the tower floor of the World Tower is not the core factor that determines the difficulty, the lower tower floor is nothing more than less changes.

    But Mo Ran, who is fully fired, can basically be described as a crushing one for integer floors below 200 floors.

    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-to join the "Mo Ran" team.

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

    On the way Mo Ran walked back to the entrance of the next floor, Chen Hansheng stayed by his side with a smile all the time, handing him a towel to wipe his sweat, and a bottle of healthy water to quench his thirst, and occasionally taking a piece of ginseng fruit  Give Mo Ran a snack.

    I have to say that rich people really know how to live. There are not many rare and precious advanced props, but as long as the basic props 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, and the only type of treasure can't be said, the basic props that can be bought on the market will never be lacking.

    Therefore, he turned a blind eye to Chen Hansheng's hospitality.

    ? Passing over the "baton" to Wang Wen from Zi Gu Zi.

    Chen Hansheng, who was full of smiles, still didn't quite understand the specific meaning of what Mo Ran said to Wang Wen, "take your time, let me rest for a while".

    Everyone went to the next floor.

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

    Some dangerous goods can be hidden by poisonous arrows, some are pierced by lasers in a second, and it is too late to go to the hospital. The most terrifying thing is to directly throw a large amount of explosives or micro cloud bombs. People and checkpoints disappear together without giving a chance to reason.

    ? As a result, Chen Hansheng saw Wang Min dismantle all the way with amazing efficiency.

    ? Not only dismantling the mechanism, but occasionally following the silk thread to find dangerous goods in the snow storage area to crack the "anti-theft lock" and go straight to Huanglong, directly taking the dangerous goods as spoils of war.

    The whole scene was so shocking that Chen Hansheng's heart missed a beat.

    When all the checkpoints were dismantled, revealing a safe path leading to the entrance of the lower floor, he wrinkled his face and looked back and forth between Wang Wen and Mo Ran with question marks on his forehead.

    "Master of mechanics??" Chen Hansheng asked this question with great complexity in his heart.

    Not just superficially asking "Is this boss a master of mechanics?"

    There is also a deeper subtext "How could this person be a master of mechanics?"

    Didn't you agree to take three slags with one mind?

    Didn't you agree that the elite would take the young lady to climb the tower?

    Why did the young master make a move 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 are so motivated and hardworking to become a master of mechanism art, how can you let others live?

    Chen Hansheng's heart is extremely complicated!

    Thoughts are flying all over the sky.

    But it's a pity that no one paid attention to him.

    ?Wang Wen, who was still polite to say a few words, became too busy to take care of him as soon as she entered the scattered floors.

    Mo Ran basically ignored him.

    Zhu Xingguo and Ren Ruanruan were going to help the captain, helping to carry the backpack to carry a lot of trophies, looking at the horrible things like stinger glass bottle bombs in the bag, they were terrified, and they didn't care about other people.

    This made Chen Hansheng incomprehensible and lonely.

    In the past two weeks, he entered the tower as the president of Bo'ai Group, and most of the climbers he met were respectful.

    Even if a bigwig over three hundred floors appears by chance, for the sake of the Bo'ai Group, he will be polite to him.

    It can be said that he has never seen this indifferent treatment since he took office as the president of Bo'ai Group.

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

    Let's take a look at the origin of this man who doesn't play cards according to common sense.

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

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

    How can a person who is only on the 140th floor cooperate with a half-step earth immortal on the 439th floor?

    Cooperation must be based on basic equality, right?

    People can cooperate with each other.

    If it's really not possible, I can barely cooperate with dogs.

    Have you ever seen people and mosquitoes cooperate?

    Have you ever seen one that works with ants?

    Seen and cooperation with stool.Is it?  ?  ?

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

    Until all the way to the 150th floor.

    Not only did he not solve the doubts in his heart.

    Instead, I added a few more.

    '?  ?  ?  '

    'finished?  '

    ¡®What have I seen?  '

    'A master of mechanics?  ?  '

    'Master of spiritual power?  ?  '

    'Master of poison making?  ?  '

    ¡®Is this still a person?  ?  '

    ¡®Is this still a person?  ?  ?  '

    Wang Wen, who finally got through the ninth level, let out a long breath, shook her hands and twisted her neck, and said to Mo Ran who had slept all the way: "Slow down too, let me rest for a while."

    Mo Ran stretched her waist, and said to Wang Wen with a smile: "Hey, it's a good idea!"

    Before the voice fell, there were enough people to open the level, and a black lightning rushed out with a whoosh.

    He f***ingly opened the big move directly.

    Facing the direction with the most monsters, he jumped up, and the [Dharma hand] burst into thousands of rays of light while he was still in the air.

    "Boom!!"

    The world is clean.

    Wang Wen was dumbfounded.

    Seeing Mo Ran desperately trying to catch up with the progress.

    Hastily shouted loudly: "Don't be like this, old man, when is it time to repay the grievances! If you do this, the two of us will die together!"

    Mo Ran was beaten so murderously that he turned around with his eyes bare and shouted: "Then don't you break the number of layers so fast!"

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

    "Damn!" Mo Ran turned back with infinite contempt, and the glove in his hand began to emit light and pollution again.

    The scene was simply hard to watch directly.

    Ten minutes later, the 150th floor was also connected.

    Chen Hansheng, who watched from the beginning to the end, looked at Wang Mo, who were noisy, twitching, and spitting at each other with blurred eyes. It seemed that tens of thousands of cloud bombs were stuffed in his chest.

    Difficulty breathing, a feeling of suffocation.

    He is having a hard time.

    I can't understand it.

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

    Too many unreasonable and wrong places are entangled together.

    ? If he speculates in one direction, another weird point will come out to prove that his speculation is contradictory.

    For example, if Wang Wen is the crown prince and Mo Ran is his subordinate, why would those two spit?

    From this inference, 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 fairy as a friend, normal people can get up to 300 floors even if they just rub it!

    Inferring from this, the two may not have known each other for long, and they haven't had time to chat.

    This brings up more doubts.

    First of all, if you want to talk about rubbing, it is called rubbing if it is all done by Mo Ran.

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

    All scattered floors except for the speed-moving mechanism and other levels that require everyone to take action together are Wang Wen's busy.

    Mo Ran just needs to rest leisurely.

    What kind of "rubbing" is this mode?

    Second.

    If it is said that the two have not known each other for a long time, they have not had time to climb the tower yet.

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

    Why are you so relieved to let the other party dismantle so many dangerous organs?  Aren't you afraid that if you make a mistake, the group will be wiped out?

    Why are you so relieved to let the other party go to check the progress while wandering around looking for props?  Aren't you afraid that if you don't hold the monster, you will be surrounded and destroyed by the enemy?

    Why do these two people cooperate so well?

    The key point is that they still spit!

    Unfamiliar enough to do this kind of thing?

    Chen Hansheng's mind was as confused as a thick phlegm-like paste.

    Seeing Wang Mo and Wang Mo, who are making noise, moving hands and feet, despising and spitting at each other, an extremely huge desire to die emerges in their hearts.
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