In the evening, Zhang Lang did not go to the canteen again.
Sure enough, as Mr. Shen said, a servant delivered dinner to his room. The dishes were rich and generous.
However, just when Zhang Lang was eating happily, an unexpected guest walked into his room.
"Um?"
Zhang Lang looked at the heroic girl in front of him and was slightly startled:
"Miss Shen? Why are you here?"
Shen Qianqian smiled slightly and sat across from him at the dining table:
"This entire Shen Mansion belongs to my family, where can I go?"
"That's right!" Zhang Lang nodded, then pointed to the dishes on the table:
"Would you like something to eat?"
Shen Qianqian chuckled and said, "Do you think I'm just here to get some money?"
Zhang Lang shrugged his shoulders and continued to eat the food.
Shen Qianqian sighed and leaned forward:
"Hey, tell me, if my father doesn't stop today, what are your chances of winning?"
Zhang Lang chewed twice and swallowed the meat in his mouth:
"About 30%!"
"You are quite optimistic!" Shen Qianqian chuckled: "In my opinion, Chengdu may not be possible!"
Zhang Lang looked at her, Shen Qianqian smiled and said:
"The previous match between Jin Minghui and Xie Yong looked intense, but in fact, for a master of his level, it was not a waste, but a warm-up."
"As the saying goes, he relies on the morale he accumulated by defeating the previous opponent. If he directly confronts you, you will be in trouble!"
"Then let me say that, I also want to thank you for saving my life!"
Zhang Lang looked at Shen Qianqian, picked up a piece of meat and handed it over:
"Then I have to treat you to a couple of bites!"
"Do you think this is a joke?" Shen Qianqian raised her eyebrows:
"I asked my father to stop the game because I didn't want to see you die?"
"Why?" Zhang Lang put down his chopsticks.
"because……"
Shen Qianqian's eyes narrowed into crescent moons:
"I think you are quite interesting! I want you to win more than that guy!"
"Hey, hey, hey..." Xu whistled in Zhang Lang's heart:
"This girl is interested in you. I didn't expect your boy to have such good luck one day!"
Zhang Lang looked at Miss Shen in front of him. Her expression was sincere and her words were relaxed. She really couldn't be associated with the woman who fought with Yun Ao for her father to be killed.
In her memory, that episode doesn't exist at all...
"I want to know the real reason!" Zhang Lang shook his head and said.
"You guys don't understand amorous feelings at all!"
Shen Qianqian laughed and said:
"I didn't lie...but there are indeed other reasons. Neither dad nor I want you to die. What I care about is the person, and father, what I care about is your skills!"
"Kung Fu?"
Zhang Lang immediately remembered that in order to cover up his regeneration ability, the altar concocted a great secret spell of reincarnation...
Although I don’t know if this technique exists in this world, at least during this mission, everyone present believed that there is such a magical technique that can regenerate the body!
"Yes!" Shen Qianqian smiled:
"You know that my father has great martial arts skills and a very high status in the world. His aunt has only married eight wives. But why didn't he have a daughter like me until he was nearly fifty years old?"
Zhang Lang raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that Miss Shen would actually start gossiping about his father...
However, Shen Qianqian didn't seem to feel embarrassed and said calmly:
"When my father was young, he had a duel and suffered internal injuries. He injured his foot Shaoyin. Although he was later nursed back to health, it was not conducive to childbirth. I was born thanks to a prescription given by a wandering miraculous doctor. , but this prescription can only treat the symptoms, it works for a while, but it will have no effect after that..."
"So, your father wants to rely on me..." Zhang Lang recalled the name: "The Great Secret Spell of Reincarnation to regain his glory?"
"You can say that!" Shen Qianqian said with a smile:
"I even told you such a private matter, you should believe that we support you, right?"
"Okay!" Zhang Lang looked at Shen Qianqian:
"Since you want me to win, now bring the masters in your house with me to kill that Jin Minghui!!"
As he said that, he actually put on his gloves and looked like he was going to attack now.
"You guy..." Shen Qianqian was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said:
"It's shameless and straightforward...but I like it! Hahahaha..."
After laughing enough, Miss Shen wiped away her tears:
"My Shen family is also a famous sect, how could I help you cheat like this! However, we can give you some support...such as magical weapons, such as martial arts secrets...but I guess you won't be able to practice anything this night. So, it’s not as useful as a good knife!”
"Support..."
Zhang Lang narrowed his eyes:
"Let's see, twenty fine steel bars! And enough rubber bands! There are also axes, saws and other tools!"
Miss Shen was slightly startled: "You want so many things, steel bars? What are you doing?"
"Anyway, I want these things!" Zhang Lang thought for a moment: "By the way, I also want ten jars of soju, the stronger the better!"
Miss Shen shook her head, becoming more and more confused!
"Do you really only want these?" Miss Shen frowned and said:
"My Shen family has an Iron Overlord Spear. I think you are tall and strong, so why not..."
"I don't know how to use a gun!" Zhang Lang shook his head: "Just prepare as I say! The sooner the better!"
Shen Qianqian nodded:
"These things are ready-made and can be delivered immediately...but, what on earth are you going to do?"
"Of course, kill Jin Minghui!"
There was determination in Zhang Lang's eyes!
Shen Qianqian blinked and left with a confused look on his face.
Soon, all the things Zhang Lang wanted were delivered. After he collected them, he told him not to disturb him no matter what happened, so he locked the door and saw no one else.
The battle with Yun Ao made Zhang Lang realize that he was still far behind!
He was indeed carried away by anger at that time, but this time, he will not fail again!
Before the battle begins, he must be fully prepared!
Early the next morning, the people in the city, the martial arts people who came to watch the battle, and even the eliminated contestants who had not left, all gathered at the martial arts arena early, waiting to watch the final battle.
Jin Minghui had already stood on the ring, legs spread apart, arms crossed, holding the samurai sword, eyes closed, waiting for his opponent.
But Zhang Lang never showed up...
Finally, the time of the game was approaching, and just when everyone was guessing whether Zhang Lang had abstained, a strong aroma of wine suddenly came!
Everyone looked up and saw a team of domestic slaves walking out of the backyard, carrying jars of strong wine, and walking tremblingly to the ring to put it down, nine jars in total!
Behind them, Zhang Lang swayed every step of the way.
His neck, wrists, and ankles were all tied with cloth strips, and he was holding an unsealed jar of soju in his hand. He drank as he walked, and the smell of the alcohol spread far away, making people feel drunk at the first smell!
Everyone looked strange, even his opponent Jin Minghui frowned.
"What kind of number is this?"
Mr. Shen in the stands asked his daughter beside him:
"I heard that he asked you for some spirits, steel bars and the like yesterday... What are they for?"
Shen Qianqian shook her head:
"I don't know either, but it is said that there was a tinkling sound coming from his room last night that didn't stop all night long..."
Mr. Shen wears a long beard:
"It seems that this final is worth watching!"
