Chapter 399 Beautiful Saiyan Girl

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"It's over, it's over, Uncle Wang, your identity has been exposed." Sun Youmiao sipped her drink and gloated, "Sister Nini, hurry up and start slaying demons and fighting for peace on earth."

Wang Yan's mouth twitched, this damn girl still dares to stir up trouble, she doesn't even know where to turn her elbows?

Paladin Ronnie took the beer cup and snacks and found a clean corner. He began to watch the show happily and pretended to say: "Old Wang, I was fingered by a little girl with a big stick." No man can tolerate a smeared nose. Stand up and resist, handsome guy."

"Nini, don't underestimate Wang Yan. Although he is only half-level A-level for the time being." The Holy Lady of Light said with a solemn face, adding fuel to the fire, "But his strength is very powerful. He is just an ordinary A-level." They may not be his opponents. By the way, a demon lord died in his hands not long ago."

"Demon Lord?" The ascetic monk Nini's clear eyes were slightly surprised, but then she became even more excited. She held the stick in her hand, and the bright fighting energy in her body that was as rich as substance was flowing on her skin. "You are indeed the disciple of the Great Demon Lord Yanzun." , is indeed an opponent worthy of me fighting."

Wang Yan suddenly felt an invisible force filling the air, oppressing him like a mountain and making him breathe heavily. It seems that the strength of this ascetic monk Nini is really very powerful.

Just when Wang Yan was about to say something, a drunken voice suddenly came from the edge of the booth: "That little girl, come over and have a drink with your uncle."

Everyone looked at him in astonishment.

But they saw a strong man wearing a vest, about 1.9 meters tall, and very burly, staggering over with a bottle of wine in his hand. His eyes stared at the Saint of Light with lust.

He came from the next table. There were five or six strong men sitting at that table. Each of them had a face full of flesh, and the exposed skin was covered with various vicious tattoos. His eyes looked towards Wang Yan's side of the table, full of ridicule and teasing.

Needless to say, these people are not good people at first glance. They were probably street gangsters, gangsters, or the like.

I have to admit that among Wang Yan and others, the Holy Lady of Light is the most outstanding. Her hair is as long as a waterfall, her skin is as white as gelatin, and her eyes are as clear and natural as gems. Moreover, her face shape has some delicate and delicate features of an oriental woman.

As soon as he saw the strong man who came to make trouble, Wang Yan couldn't help but want to thank him. This was a timely help and a lifesaver. All of a sudden, all the firepower focused on Wang Yan was attracted.

Brother, since you jumped out to do good things, continue the good deeds to the end. Wang Yan didn't wait for anyone else to react, so he picked up a wine bottle and smashed it over.

"Poof!"

There was a crisp crackling sound, and the wine bottle exploded directly on the gangster's head.

Everyone was stunned. No one on either side expected that Wang Yan would take action without saying anything.

The strong man was also knocked unconscious. He was stunned for several seconds, touched the blood on his forehead, and then roared: "Damn pretty boy, I'm going to kick your balls out."

As he spoke, he looked like a ferocious beast, howling and pounced forward. His companions also had unkind expressions and fierce eyes and gathered around carrying wine bottles, sticks, and even daggers.

"Uncle Wang, I'm so scared. Please protect me~" Sun Youmiao's little face turned pale as she hid behind Wang Yan, a pair of small hands tightly hugging his waist.

Wang Yan broke into a cold sweat, Miaomiao, can we not pretend? If you just throw a plant seed out, these vicious gangsters can be wiped out without any damage. Don't just pretend to be a little bird and follow others, okay?

Wang Yan continued to complain, but kicked him casually, easily sending the strong man flying a few meters and knocking down several tables. This was not Wang Yan's intention to stir up trouble, it was just a tool that came to his door automatically.

After kicking the person away, Wang Yan turned around and shouted, reminding his friends: "I am a distinguished guest, you can't just watch me get beaten. Lulu, Nini, please protect me, please protect me." ."

The Saint of Light was also dumbfounded. She had just put on a show of bullying Wang Yan, but was ruined by a group of gangsters.

"Let me do it." The ascetic monk Nini scolded, and her whole body suddenly erupted with white fighting energy that was so rich that it seemed like substance. Her big stick bloomed with a dazzling white light under the infusion of bright fighting energy.

She moved her arms and smashed down with a stick majesticly. That stick seemed to contain the majestic power of heaven and earth, and even the mountains were about to be smashed.

Wang Yan and Saint Guangming exclaimed in unison: "No."

Just kidding, if an A-level expert goes all out to attack, the shock wave from the remaining energy can cause heavy casualties in this bar.

The Saint of Light hurriedly turned her jade hand over and held the scepter embossed with the guardian angel in her hand. The holy jade white light bloomed and condensed into a sacred protective barrier, blocking Nini's stick.

"boom!"

A hammer and a shield struck each other, the sound roared, and energy waves overflowed outward. Tables, chairs, and drinks were all knocked over. This is still the result of the deliberate control of the Holy Lady of Light, otherwise the bar may collapse with just the unbridled energy shock wave.

The power of A-level masters is no joke, every one of them is a superhuman figure. Even if a modern army confronts them, they may not be able to get a good deal.

Such an exciting scene suddenly made the bar excited. All kinds of exclamations resounded. They were all about God, God, am I dreaming?

Taking advantage of this, Wang Yan also hugged Nini and said hurriedly: "Girl, calm down, calm down. Control your fighting spirit and just hit her lightly with your fist." He was sweating, and the girl's attacks were too exaggerated. . Fortunately, he was blocked by the Saint of Light, otherwise the gangster would have been completely dead if the stick was struck.

Gangsters are human beings too, we don't want to be so cruel.

The gangsters were even more frightened. I originally thought that this group of people were just two good-looking pretty boys who came to the bar with girls. But he never expected that it seemed like he had stabbed a Superman team.

Especially the female man wearing linen, barefoot and holding a stick. His momentum and strength were like that of an alien monster.

The gangsters trembled and shivered, and the brothers who were dragged to the ground began to run away.

Nini's fighting spirit in this room was shaken, and Wang Yan's hand exploded. Then he flew out with his bare feet, as if shrinking to an inch, and stood in front of those unlucky gangsters in the blink of an eye.

She hiccupped and her face turned slightly red. After drinking the glass of wine just now, Kung Fu was already working in her body. The alcohol began to stimulate her central nervous system, putting her into a state of euphoria.

Fortunately, after being "reminded" by the Saint of Light and Wang Yan, she understood not to be too harsh on these ordinary people. Although the whole body still exudes white fighting spirit, his attack is much lighter.

Seeing that she knew what to do, Wang Yan and Saint Lady of Light sighed and did not stop her.

"I'll fight with you." A gangster who had been beaten to pieces carried a chair and slammed it on Nini's back.

The wooden chair was shattered into pieces, but Nini remained motionless. Her face was flushed from the alcohol, and she said slightly dissatisfied: "Didn't you eat? Where did your strength go?"

boom!

He whipped him away with a stick, then pursed his lips, took a bottle from the bar and started drinking it.

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Inside Castel Gandolfo.

The current Pope of Light is one of the most powerful men in the world.

Today, he is in a good mood.

He even picked up a bottle of red wine that had been stored for decades and had a drink alone.

"Life will always give you little surprises inadvertently." When he was alone, the Pope of Light lost his majestic aura at that moment and sipped red wine with a slight smile on his eyebrows.

He couldn't help but be in a bad mood, after some planning. The Holy See has been burdened with shame for more than sixty years, and it will be completely wiped away tomorrow. Then send a message to that bastard and tease him.

Thinking of that bastard's depressed face, the Pope of Light couldn't help but smile. He admitted that the bastard's apprentice had great potential and strength. It's a pity that both Saint Son Wright and ascetic monk Nini are more powerful existences.

"Wang Yan, Wang Yan, don't blame me. If you want to blame me, blame your master." The Pope of Light sighed piteously.

Just as the Pope was getting more and more excited, he couldn't help but drink two more drinks while he was in a good mood. A guard hurriedly knocked on the door and said in a panicked tone: "Your Majesty, something serious has happened."

"Why are you so panicked?" Pope Guangming's good mood suddenly dissipated by half, his face became serious, and he reprimanded, "How many times have I told you, as a guard of the Holy See, you must be calm and composed when encountering problems."

"Yes, yes!" The guard took a few deep breaths, took out a mobile phone and handed it over, and said nervously, "On Twitter, a video appeared."

"Oh. It's just a video, so why be so panicked." The Pope of Light originally thought that the abyss demons had directly invaded. When he heard that it was just a video, his expression relaxed. While drinking, he picked up his mobile phone and played the video.

"puff!"

The Pope of Light spit out a sip of red wine and stared at the video with dumbfounded eyes. His expression was as if he had been struck by five thunders, charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

On the screen, a girl wearing linen and barefoot was jumping up and down in a bar, waving a stick and beating a group of gangsters until they screamed. That video was also tagged with a title: "Riding to the death to secretly film a beautiful Saiyan girl going crazy in a bar. She actually blocked a bullet with her finger!" 》.

What made Pope Guangming's scalp numb the most was that in the camera that flashed by, there seemed to be Wang Yan and the Saint of Guangming.

Almost at the same time.

There is an ancient monastery located in the Alps in northern Italy.

Snow covered almost the entire mountain. The clear moonlight drifted over the snow-covered mountains and plains.

At the top of an isolated peak, there was an old man wearing thin linen, sitting cross-legged on the thick snow. From the outside, he looks to be in his sixties, with slightly wrinkled skin, but his energy and energy are extremely strong.

Sitting in the snow, being blown continuously by the wind and snow from thousands of meters high peaks, my clothes didn't even flutter. His whole aura seemed to be integrated with the snowy peak, as thick as a mountain and as motionless as a mountain.

He had a thick stick on his legs and held a large-screen mobile phone in both hands. His eyes were sometimes gentle, sometimes indignant, and sometimes solemn.

On the screen of that phone were some old photos. There are black and white ones and color ones. But without exception, they are all the same person. She was wearing a holy nun's robe and a thin veil, and her whole person had an air of immortality, like a goddess from heaven descending to earth.

His experienced hands gently brushed across the screen of the phone, with a happy smile on his face, and he murmured softly: "Diel, you have been imprisoned in the Sanctuary of Light for more than twenty years. This Once, I finally have a chance to save you."

Suddenly, one of the old man's tears fell and fell into the snow, melting the snow. His voice was choked and he said angrily: "It's all that bastard who harmed you. Not only did he bring great shame to the Holy See more than sixty years ago, but he also caused you such misery."

But then, he laughed again: "But now the opportunity has come. As long as I can wash away the shame he left to the Holy See, I will have made great contributions to the Holy See and the God of Light. By then, I will have You are qualified to make a request to the Pope to forgive your faults. Dai'er, don't you know, I accepted a little girl as my apprentice more than 20 years ago. She is a gift given to me by the God of Light. Not only is she talented, but she also practices hard. She is also very well-behaved and obedient. With her talent, it will not be a problem to erase the shame left by that bastard in the Land of Light Trial."

The old man laughed, his smile was warm and happy.

All of his life's efforts were devoted to that apprentice. In his mind, his apprentice was simply the embodiment of perfection. He firmly believed that sooner or later, she would be able to defeat that bastard for him.

This old man dressed as an ascetic is, of course, St. Bernard, the abbot of the St. Bernard Monastery and the leader of the ascetics. Of course, his original name was not Saint Bernard. Just when he took over the responsibilities from the previous abbot, it meant that he also took over the name of St. Bernard, which has been passed down for nearly two thousand years.

"That child Nini has never traveled far away." St. Bernard said slightly worriedly, "She is so kind and simple. Don't be bullied."

After a pause, St. Bernard smiled self-deprecatingly: "A child is like an eagle, she must learn to let herself fly. With her excellent qualities, she will definitely be able to guard her heart and become the greatest eagle in history. A monk. Unlike me, I am a complete loser and cannot even protect the goddess in my heart."

St. Bernard shook his head, put aside distracting thoughts, opened his FC, and began to update his diary.

"Today, I am very happy. I can finally save the goddess who has been imprisoned for more than twenty years... and the humiliation buried in my heart for more than sixty years will finally be released..."

Then someone responded quickly.

Some people say, is this crazy person tired of having sexual intercourse every day? Some people also say, you said he is crazy, why do you still care so much? Anyway, it's quite interesting to read his diary every day.

Someone else left a message, Saint Bernard, stop continuing to fuck the goddess there, come out and see the aliens, they are so awesome. After that message, a video address was also attached.

The reason why the person who left the message called him Saint Bernard was not because he knew that he was the leader of the ascetics of the Holy See of Light. But because his FC avatar uses a St. Bernard dog.

In his own words, he is a Saint Bernard dog that protects the goddess, which means loyalty, bravery and salvation.

Without further ado, Saint Bernard frowned, alien? Could it be that the abyssal demons that have been making a lot of noise recently have begun to invade the earth? When he thought of the Abyss Demon, Saint Bernard felt slightly worried for his outstanding, well-behaved, and lovely disciple.

While thinking, he clicked on the video.

The mobile phone he uses is a dedicated satellite mobile phone. The signal is very good and the video opens smoothly.

Then when he took the first look, his old body trembled and he almost rolled off the lonely peak. This, this, this...

St. Bernard pinched himself hard to make sure he was not possessed by the spirit. Afterwards, Saint Bernard was stunned, as if countless thunderbolts had hit his head indiscriminately.

The first scene of the video is a wonderful replay.

A girl in linen clothed with white light all over her body stepped on several strong men with arhats on top of them with her bare feet. Her face was crimson and her eyes were narrowed into slits. He held a sizzling roasted lamb leg in his left hand and took a big bite of it, while his right hand held a bottle of high-quality vodka and drank it hard, with an expression of extreme enjoyment on his face.

As for the holy stick used only by ascetic monks, she had long thrown it aside.

"This this……"

On the solitary peak, heavy snow drifts.

St. Bernard covered his heart, his face full of disbelief and unwillingness to believe it. Obviously, that is his precious apprentice Nini. Two days ago, when she first came down from the mountain, she was still an outstanding young girl who strictly followed the path of asceticism.

But the picture in front of them was completely different, as different as the clouds and mud between heaven and earth. Two days, only two days...

"Come on, come on, Yan Zun's disciple, let's fight to the death." Nini hooked her fingers at a young man not far away who couldn't see his face clearly.

Yan Zun's apprentice? St. Bernard's face turned cold.

But before he could react, Nini in the camera grabbed him by the shoulders and poured wine at him: "You're right, only by truly opening your heart can you find who you truly are. The way of the soul.”

"What!?"

St. Bernard's eyes almost popped out of his head. He understood. He understood why Nini became like this after two days down the mountain. It was all because of that brat, Yanzun's disciple.

He is angry and hateful.

Yan Zun, your family, I am incompatible with you! ! !

St. Bernard roared angrily, causing the snow in the valley to collapse.

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(A big chapter of 5,000 words, which is better than yesterday. Lao Ao will quickly adjust his mental state~)