“Bang, bang, bang…”

Without saying a word, Lin Lang punched Zhe Xiaomei in the face with both fists, with fist shadows flying everywhere.

After a while, Lin Lang slowly finished his practice, took out a mirror and handed it to Zhe Xiaomei, smiling.

"Here, take a look for yourself!"

Little Sister Zhe, who was knocked unconscious by Lin Lang's beating, subconsciously caught the mirror, took a closer look, and immediately came to her senses.

"Who is this beautiful woman?"

"He is you!" Lin Lang said with a smile.

Sister Zhe touched her smooth and delicate face and couldn't believe it.

"Is this me?"

"That's right, with this face and the fishing strategy that Lin gave you, your senior brother Lin Fengjiao will never escape your clutches in this life!"

Lin Lang sat on the chair and spoke slowly.

It took Zhe Xiaomei a long time to recover. The beauty in the mirror was really her!

"Hehehe, um, big brother, how did you do that?" said the little sister Zhe with a flattering look on her face.

Lin Lang glanced at Zhe Xiaomei and couldn't help but cover his face slightly.

Damn it, even if I used Tang Bohu's "Give Me Back My Pretty Fist" to give this guy some minor cosmetic surgery, I still couldn't change the inherent temperament of Zhe Xiaomei.

Lin Lang suspected that even if Zhe Xiaomei had Lin Zhiling's face, Uncle Jiu would not be attracted to her at all.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of the legendary god of silk carving, Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei, with the courtesy name Yida, the pseudonyms Snake and Snake, and the nickname Zhang Dapao, calls himself a legal pioneer, also known as the Golden Armor Warrior, and is known as a careless person.

This guy also has a handsome face and does what a silk engraver should do...