Love apartment under one person

Chapter 517 Ding Zhang'an: I want to raise her for the rest of my life.

After drinking the tea in the cup in one gulp, Meng Lang continued his chatter.

"Although I don't know what you're running away from, the nonsense logic of practicing martial arts because you don't feel safe, even a three-year-old child can hear that it's full of mistakes and omissions."

"What's wrong with this?" Ding Zhangan frowned in confusion.

Someone Meng sneered, and asked with a weird look: "Uncle An, since you keep saying that you want to pursue the realm of the 'strongest individual', how dare you ask me if you have been struggling in the world of aliens for so many years, have you ever met a person who is not a person?" Is the weapon master the opponent?"

"Of course!"

"Then the goal you want to surpass also includes all refiners?"

"That's right!"

"very good!"

Putting down the teacup, Meng Lang looked at his sister's silly uncle with a mentally retarded look, and asked calmly:

"Then, besides the slight difference in equipment, is there any other essential difference between a weapon refiner holding magical weapons and a modern special forces soldier with anti-tank level individual combat equipment? Are they both considered single-handed forces? "

"...Yes, it's all considered single-handed force." Nodding lightly, Ding Zhang'an felt that he had vaguely guessed what Meng was going to say next.

Sure enough, Meng Lang's next sentence was not polite.

"It's fine if you admit it! Then I would like to ask again, is there any other essential difference between a modern special forces soldier with anti-tank level individual combat equipment and an artillery soldier who operates an intercontinental ballistic nuclear missile rocket carrier alone? ? Are they all considered single force?"

Ding Zhangan was speechless, he completely understood the meaning of the other party's words before.

Seeing him in a daze, Meng Lang smiled and struck while the iron was hot: "One moment you say that you are after a 'sense of security', and the next you say that you are after 'the strongest individual'...

But have you ever thought that, in Yifei's eyes, you, who are always looking for a sense of security, are always desperately looking for those famous seniors to compete in the gymnasium, and you who keep pursuing the realm of "the strongest individual"? Turning a blind eye to all modern weapons.

Think about it for yourself, if you were Miss Yifei back then.

On the one hand is the coward Ding Zhanan who looks glamorous, but in fact only hides in the enclosure of that place called 'The Otherworld'...

On the other side is Zeng Xiaoxian, a warm man who has no ability but dares to hold hands with her whenever encountering difficulties...

If it were you, who would you choose to be the man who will accompany you all your life? "

Ding Zhang'an was silent. He has dominated the world for more than 20 years. He didn't realize until today that the so-called two heroes are so worthless.

He picked up the half-cold green tea in his hand and drank it in one sip.

Unexpected bitterness, just like his heart at this moment.

"Uncle An, I don't know what you're trying to avoid by hiding in the circle of strangers all these years and not wanting to go out.

To be honest, I was even happy to see this, because you can only help me with your influence in the Inhuman World.

But today is different, because... Sister Nuolan is here~"

"Miss Nuolan?" Ding Zhangan was a little surprised, "What does this have to do with her?"

"Because...the person who asked me to enlighten you is Sister Nuolan!" Meng said with a smile the reason that made Ding Zhang'an's heart tremble wildly.

"So... it's her." Looking at the woman who was still indulging in a sweet dream, Uncle An, who had been bohemian for most of his life, suddenly didn't want to live a wandering life anymore.

Meng Lang nodded slowly: "Sister Nuolan came to me secretly yesterday and said that she found out that you have mental problems. The task of waking you up is entrusted to me..."

Listening to Meng Lang's narration, Ding Zhang'an only felt warm in his heart. After a while, he raised his head, his eyes were shining brightly, and there was no misty mist in the past, replaced by steadfastness and determination.

"Boy, just arrange a job for me after you go back."

Meng Lang frowned: "Yo? I hear what you mean... figured it out?"

"Well, I figured it out." Uncle An nodded earnestly without concealing it, and looked at Nuo Lan with gentle eyes, "Such a good woman...I want to raise her for the rest of my life."

"The truth? Have you thought about it?"

"The truth! Think it over!"

After getting a definite answer, a provocative smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Meng's mouth: "Then congratulations..."

As he said that, he took out a second mobile phone with the words "recording" flashing from the other pocket, and at the same time raised his hand and pointed to the head of the bed with a yang full of vitality.

"Wake up, Sister Nuolan! I have something good to show you!"

……

Two minutes later, Meng Lang, a caring son-in-law, hastily changed his tattered jacket from the splitting palm, and closed the door of the villa with a smirk, leaving the space inside for the two to exchange their hearts.

I was lucky today, and I accidentally made a couple again. The iPartment is really scary!
In this way, Ding Zhang'an and Nuo Lan got their wives, and he, Meng, got a full-fledged head teacher of the Haoqi League, and another head-level soul magic master. Everyone was very happy.

Guessing that Ding Zhang'an would not be able to go back to the room for a while, Meng Lang simply found a place in the yard to sit cross-legged, and began to seriously consider something that he had hesitated for a long time before.

When he was watching the battle of the free duel before, he "heard" at the last moment that Fred and the Angel Cult conspired against the flower-planting alien world, which made him quite disturbed.

You must know that the enemy is definitely not a fool. Since they dare to attack the Huahua Yiren Realm, it means that the Angel Cult has at least in a certain sense the confidence to suppress him and the old heavenly master at the same time...

This is ridiculous!

To be reasonable, the current Meng Lang is similar to that old hooligan in Longhu Mountain. One has half-stepped into the realm of the immortal, and the other has the ability to jump back and forth between the realm of immortality and nonsense. He wants to suppress them at the same time. Two, which means that the Angel Cult must at least get two genuine Immortal Realm powerhouses...

Meng couldn't help but ask himself, does the Angel Cult have this ability?

In the next second, the answer that popped up in his mind was not surprising-not to mention, the Angel Cult, which has accumulated more than 2000 years of plundering, might actually get real immortals to fight against Meng Lang and the old rascal!
Once this kind of situation really happens, it will undoubtedly be a catastrophe for the flower-growing alien world who cannot produce real immortal-level masters.

Although Meng Lang usually spread the argument that aliens are useless everywhere, that was only for his position. He knew from the bottom of his heart the importance of this group of minority people who possessed precious traditional culture to the continuation of the civilization of the entire flower-growing nation.

As far as the country is concerned, foreigners can suppress or guide them, but they must not be cut off by outsiders like this!
Thinking of this, Meng Lang couldn't help but heaved a long sigh, and began to think about how to improve his strength to deal with the real immortal enemies that might appear...

PS: Second update
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