Chapter 338 Bring the capitalist Murong Fu!
"He is the Crying God of Death." Murong Fu said.

"What a bad nickname." The Speedy Walker complained, "I have been imprisoned for so long and never seen the light of day. I thought I was going to die, but I was rescued unexpectedly. It's really rare. Your battle with God was so fierce that you finally killed God. It can be regarded as revenge for me."

"Indeed, the nickname of the Crying Death God is quite bad, but your Speedy Walker is not much better. You can tell from the sound that he is destined to be a supporting role." Murong Fu explained to Bu Jingyun, "Xiao Bu, this Speedy Walker is also from your Bu clan. He was a god from a hundred years ago and a man of extraordinary talent. Unfortunately, he had a bad fate and met a god. He was defeated and imprisoned by the god. The god was going to use his body to replace his brain, but felt that he was not perfect enough, so he was temporarily used as a backup."

"It's like this." The God of Speed ​​said, "That god is a pervert and he will not die a good death. Since you defeated him, I am willing to work for you."

"Very good, I accept you." Murong Fu said with a smile.

The Speedy Walker was delighted.

Murong Fu remained calm, but suddenly made a move and grabbed the Speedy Guard's head.

boom!
Under the powerful attack, the Speedy Guard was caught off guard and his skull was crushed by Murong Fu. Blood was flowing from all his orifices. He asked unwillingly, "Why?"

"Because there was a flash of resentment in your eyes." Murong Fu said.

"I don't!"

"You have!"

"Damn it, you're sick!"

The Speedy Man felt his life slipping away quickly, and he felt extremely unwilling.

He saw that the battle between Bai Suzhen and the gods was far more powerful than he had imagined, so when he was rescued, he did not act rashly and planned to lie low and endure.

He planned to secretly learn the Art of Moving Heaven, stab Murong Fu and Bai Suzhen in the back at the critical moment, and then carry out his own plan.

But Murong Fu attacked him out of nowhere. He was not careless, but he did not dodge either, so he was hit.

He died before he could accomplish his mission and was killed right after he got out of prison. The Speedy Boy was so sad that he wanted to cry.

He glared at Murong Fu fiercely, his eyes, which were shedding blood and tears, were filled with real resentment, his teeth were chattering, and his back teeth were actually broken.

"Look, your eyes are full of resentment now, and you still say you don't have any?"

"You're a fucking beast!"

The Speedy Guardian not only felt that his life was rapidly slipping away, but also that his own skills were being absorbed by Murong Fu.

Not willing to give in, so unwilling to give in!
Soon, Murong Fu devoured all of the power of the Speedy Guardian.

The Speedy Walker was sucked alive and turned into a dried corpse.

The mummy's eyes were still bulging.

Obviously, the Speedy Boy died with his eyes open!
The martial arts of this Speedy Guardian were not weak, only slightly inferior to that of a god, and his disguise was also very good, but Murong Fu already knew who he was, and suddenly launched a surprise attack and took him down in one fell swoop.

The Speedy Man's plan of disguise and concealment ended before it even began.

This is exactly Murong Fu's style of doing things. He never leaves any hidden dangers and kills decisively.

Of course, no resources would be wasted, and all of the Speedy Man's skills became the nourishment for Murong Fu's progress.

Capitalism and external plunder are based on this principle.

Murong Fu's martial arts have a strong capitalist nature. After all, he is actually a capitalist.

Everyone was shocked.

"Why?" Bu Jingyun asked in surprise, "Why did you kill him suddenly?"

"Because he has been imprisoned by God for decades and suffered a lot, his mind has been twisted. Not only is he ungrateful, but he also has a kind of middle school disease that wants the world to feel pain." Murong Fu said, "This person has evil intentions and tried to flood Shenzhou, so he must die!"

This fast walker was imprisoned by God, who thought he was not perfect enough and kept him as a spare tire.

Later, the Speedy Walker was rescued by Xue Yuan. After discovering that Xue Yuan had the Divine Art of Moving the Sky, he decisively attacked Xue Yuan and became ungrateful in a second.

Later, he even tried to use the Heavenly Book to control the secrets of the Thousand Gods' Tribulations, flood China, and make the world feel pain.

It's like carrying a bag of rice upstairs. But the elders want to act as nuclear weapons to bring peace by deterrence, while the God of Speed ​​is simply driven crazy by the torture of the gods and wants everyone in the world to live a life worse than death like him.

Murong Fu would naturally refine this kind of stuff in an instant and would never give him a chance to jump around.

"Really?" Bu Jingyun was a little skeptical.

"This was calculated by the Clay Buddha, how could it be false?" Murong Fu naturally let the Clay Buddha take the blame.

"That's really damnable!" Bu Jingyun is now very feudal and superstitious about the clay Buddha.

Everyone also felt that it should be true, after all, it was calculated by a clay Buddha.

"In addition to this God of Speed, we also rescued some people. All arrangements have been made. Divine Doctor, your current task is to prepare the antidote for the beast pills and restore the beast slaves of the Sou Shen Palace to normal." Murong Fu assigned tasks and asked, "Where is Meng Hen from the Tenth Palace?"

"Here." The general invited Meng Hen over.

The commotion in the Search God Palace was too loud, and Meng Hen had noticed it long ago. He walked out of the Tenth Hall only after learning that the god was finally dead and with Fazhi's guarantee.

"My mission is over." Meng Hen looked tired. "It's time to end it. Thank you. Now I can have a good sleep."

Meng Hen is the grandson of Marshal Meng Shan. Meng Shan made firearms for the gods in the Tenth Hall. Finally, he was persuaded by Fahai to design a deadly trap for the gods. As long as the gods touch the mechanism, the firearms in the blood prison will explode, and the gods will eventually be killed.

Art is explosion. Even 50% of Mahamudra cannot resist firearms. Murong Fu guessed that it should be a missile depot.

Over the years, Meng Hen has been waiting for someone who can implement his plan, but he is afraid of being attacked by God, so he has not slept for decades and is now exhausted.

But Meng Hen must have inherited Meng Shan’s firearms technology. How could such a beast of burden want to rest?
Murong Fu is not allowed to bring capitalists with him!
"You can't sleep. If you do, you will die!" Murong Fu said, "Let me give you some vitality!"

Murong Fu grabbed Meng Hen's hand without saying anything and injected a ball of true energy from the Move Heaven Divine Art into Meng Hen's body.

Meng Hen, who was almost exhausted, was given a new wave of vitality. He instantly became energetic and freed from his listless state.

“Why are you doing this? I just want to have a good sleep.” Meng Hen smiled bitterly, “Now I’m full of energy and can’t sleep again!”

"At your age, can you sleep well? Get up and work!" Murong Fu said, "Why do you need to sleep for a long time when you are alive? You will naturally sleep for a long time after you die. It is right for young people to work more."

"."Meng Hen was speechless.

"How is your firearms skill?" Murong Fu asked.

"I have inherited all the true skills from my grandfather." Meng Hen said.

"From now on, you will be the supervisor of my Shenji Battalion of Sou Shen Palace, codenamed Meng Ru Shenji." Murong Fu waved his hand and said, "If firearms are not used well, they are like gods, tools for conquering the world. If used well, they are weapons for the Chinese people to resist foreign humiliation. I don't know which bastard put a monster cage on Fuso Island in Japan, which poses a huge threat to our Shenzhou. I hope you can create the mushroom cloud I designed in your lifetime, nuke Fuso, and solve the Fuso problem once and for all."

Murong Fu didn't mean to complain, but the Japanese country in this turmoil was almost as bad as the Hutou Mountain in a certain anti-Japanese TV drama.

In Hutou Mountain, they can harvest one million kilograms of meat in three months because they have monster-killing cages. And in Fengyun, Fusang also has hanging cages, which can kill seven or eight big villains in three years.

The villains are like leeks in the field, one after another. It is hard to imagine that in such a cramped island, powerful villains emerge one after another.

Therefore, Murong Fu felt that Fuso needed to be pacified by nuclear weapons.

If we destroy Fuso with nuclear weapons, at least the eternal disaster of Japanese invasion of China can be completely resolved.

"Okay." Meng Hen said bitterly, "I am destined to be a hard worker. I really just want to have a good sleep."

Meng Hen experienced the pain of working people.

Murong Fu, this capitalist, is willing to keep him alive and make him work hard. This is the highest level of exploitation.

Fortunately, there is no undead magic in Fengyun, otherwise even if a person is dead and only a skeleton is left, Murong Fu will still pull him up to work.

"The Sou Shen Palace must take action to benefit the people!" Murong Fu said, "You all have to do your job and follow my instructions."

"What about you?" Nie Feng asked Murong Fu.

"I need to practice in seclusion. I have only mastered half of the power of Tianji Mahamudra." Murong Fu said, "I must master it completely. I don't like incomplete things."

(End of this chapter)