More than a dozen people rushed over fiercely, clenching their fists, and most of them surrounded Gu Shoucheng, wanting to get rid of him first.

Gu Shoucheng was not afraid at all, and the whole person stood there as steady as Mount Tai.

The other party's fist beckoned to his body, just like tickling, and he swung his big arm violently, pushing the people around him away.

"Drink!"

Gu Shoucheng crossed his legs and kicked each other violently, knocking down the person in front of him.

In just a minute or two, Gu Shoucheng relied on his strength to quickly solve the people who surrounded him.

Gu Shoucheng found Lin Ziqiao, stretched out his left foot, and kicked on his right thigh, with a crisp click, Lin Ziqiao felt that his right leg was staggered, and when he wanted to slowly come back, he would feel a pain in his heart.

"My legs!!" Lin Ziqiao roared, his voice feeling like he was about to burst.

It's over, and the right thigh can't be pulled back.

He's going to cripple the rhythm of talking.

Gu Shoucheng didn't care if he was crippled or not, and whether he was miserable or not.

Good things come in pairs.

So.

Gu Shoucheng took advantage of his unpreparedness or powerlessness to resist, and gave him another kick to his left leg.

Click.

Another familiar crunch.

Lin Ziqiao's two thighs were all deformed.

At this time, the two thighs of Lin Ziqiao's lower body were symmetrically bent, like the legs of a dead frog.

Lin Ziqiao's voice was louder and louder, almost piercing Rao's eardrums.

"Old man, can you be stronger?" Zhan Zirui looked at Lin Ziqiao on the ground condescendingly with a cup of lemon tea, his eyes were full of hatred for iron and steel.

Strong?

How about you lie on the ground, let me cut off your grandchildren, and I tell you to be strong?

It's really in response to the old saying that standing doesn't hurt your back.

Lin Ziqiao stared at his triumphant face with complaining eyes, eager to pounce on him and bite it with his mouth to vent his inner anger.

"Oops, hooked me. Tut-tut, dog, tsk, it's been a stalemate for so long, are you hungry? Unfortunately, I've just eaten and can't pull out the poop, so why don't you go to the toilet and have a look? There should be a lot of fresh and hot food there, maybe you can taste pineapple. ”

There was a smile on the corner of Zhan Zirui's mouth, and the words of ridicule were like a knife, stabbing Lin Ziqiao's body fiercely.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot you were crippled. It's pitiful, tsk, give it to you, it's leftovers. ”

Zhan Zirui took something from the table, wrapped it in a tissue, and then stepped on Lin Ziqiao's deformed thigh.

"Ahh

Lin Ziqiao clearly felt the sharp pain in his thigh again.

His hands kept waving, slapping Zhan Zirui's legs, trying to drive him away, but the pain in his body caused him to be unable to exert his strength, and the strength of his palms was the same as patting toner after washing his face.

After Zhan Zirui stood firm, he opened the thing wrapped in a tissue, flipped his wrist, and fell all on his face.

Bang la blah.

Pieces of bones fell, and they were all leftovers that Zhan Zirui and the others ate just now.

"Dog, eat it, there should still be some meat on the chicken wing bones, you're welcome. ”

Zhan Zirui jumped off Lin Ziqiao's lap and threw a tissue on his body.

Well.

A discerning person can see that Zhan Zirui has completed the work of feeding the dogs.

The shame of being treated like a dog instantly burst out from the bottom of Lin Ziqiao's heart.

Taxis are tolerable, dogs are not...... Lao Tzu couldn't bear it.

His upper body was full of strength, and he wanted to stand up and seek revenge on Zhan Zirui, but he found that his legs were as if he was crippled, and he couldn't stand up at all if he didn't obey the call.

He held his breath and banged on his thigh, trying to see if he could restore it, but in the end he realized that it was useless and in vain.

He could only stare dryly, staring at Zhan Zirui, if his eyes could kill Rao, Lin Ziqiao would have been arrested by the police a long time ago.

Wrong.

It was taken by the people of the Superpower Analysis Center and caught to do research.

Since then, a product with no delay and explosive combat effectiveness has been born in tandem - 24K pure titanium alloy dog eye...... With the human eye, you only need to glare at the person or thing you hate, and you can kill everything in seconds and achieve your own throne.

"Oops, this dog's eyes are fierce and frightened. ”

Zhan Zirui pretended to be shy and scared, and kept beating his chest.

This angry move made Lin Ziqiao's face stagnant, his breathing stopped, he almost didn't slow down, and fainted.

Here, Lin Ziqiao wanted to live and die, and over there, Li Erhu and Liu Zhixin confronted each other, and both of them had ruthlessness in their eyes, and they had a feeling of not dying.

"My surname is Li, my name is Erhu, and I am known as the Tiger Overlord. Li Erhu craned his neck and said arrogantly.

Two tigers.

One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers.

And Li Erhu has two tigers in his name, just listening to his name, you know that he is very good.

It is not easy to be able to control two tigers.

Such a domineering self-introduction, just scared, can also frighten the enemy.

So Li Erhu looked at Liu Zhixin confidently, waiting for him to talk about the tiger's color change, revealing a panicked look.

It's just that the higher the expectations, the more the reality goes in the opposite direction.

Liu Zhixin listened to it, with an indifferent look on his face.

"Under the surname II. ”

Two?

Scold.

Isn't it followed by the second of the twenty-six letters?

Li Erhu immediately showed a mocking expression.

Surname two.

The name, 666.

Liu Zhixin looked at Li Erhu as an uneducated and self-associating look, and couldn't help but smile, and then he continued to add:

"My name is two characters, my name is Wu Song. ”

"Wu Song??"

Li Erhu changed from mockery to surprise.

Wu Song......

Wu Song fights the tiger?

Still surnamed two?

"Are you sure your name is that?" asked Li Erhu suspiciously.

"Well, that's right. It's called Erwusong,"

"Heh, why don't you call two tigers, and you can still sing. ”

"No, it's called Erwusong, which just corresponds to your name. Liu Zhixin explained seriously.

Corresponds to my name.

Li Erhu frowned and thought about it......

What is this?

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he figured it out.

Oh, it's been rectified.

Wu Song beat a tiger, he was called a second tiger, so Liu Zhixin deliberately came up with a second Wu Song, the meaning is very simple, that is, he wants to hang him Li Erhu.

Isn't your name quite good, there are two tigers, and Lao Tzu is also called Erwusong, who is more than a hundred times stronger than you.

"You play with me. ”

Li Erhu casually picked up the stool on the side and rushed towards Liu Zhixin.