Watching the two bodyguards, one thin and one fat, get up from the ground, Zhou Xiaoyu gestured two fingers at Uncle Long, reminding him that he already owed himself two months' wages.

Uncle Long immediately looked around, looking at the grass for a while, and the night sky, as if he was attracted by something. Seeing that Zhou Xiaoyu has a little itchy teeth, this stinky old man is clearly pretending to be confused again!

Patting off the grass on his pants, the thin man pointed at Zhou Xiaoyu and said, "Who are you, do you know that this is a private place! Get out of here immediately, otherwise don't blame us for being polite!"

Uncle Long said as soon as he relied on the old man and sold the old: "Boy, when you ask who someone is, you should always report to your family first, right?

The thin man pointed at Uncle Long and just wanted to say something, but the big fat man next to him stopped him and said with a smile: "It's good to say, the next is the Tan Duan explanation known as 'a song of liver and intestines, where to find a bosom friend at the end of the world'." Ouch..."

Before he finished speaking, a fist smashed into the fat man's nose. The big fat man took two steps back, and let people fall to the grass, it turned out that Uncle Long rushed over while he was talking, put him down in three or two strokes, and then rode on the fat man and punched him with a left fist and a right punch.

"The liver and intestines are broken, and the bosom friend is ala. Let you report to your home, you pretend to be forced to Lao Tzu. I've forced you to pretend to be finished, what do you let your uncle pretend..."

The thin man next to him was stunned for a long time before he saved himself from stepping forward to help. But as soon as he moved, a white light suddenly flashed in the corner of his eye.

The thin man suddenly raised his hand, grabbed it in mid-air, and caught a flying knife.

Chen Ran immediately jumped up, shrank behind Tang Xin and said, "Be careful, this guy can actually catch the flying knife you thrown!"

The thin man looked at Tang Xin with a smile, saw that she was still holding three lancets in her hands, and said, "Little girl, knives can't be played with casually." Didn't your adults tell you that you can't just throw a knife at someone's body?"

Tang Xin laughed and said: "There are no adults in my family, and my mother is an orphan!"

With a wave of his hand, three throwing knives shot in tandem.

The thin man grabbed it with both hands, and then opened his mouth to bite it, and Tang Xin's flying knives all fell on his hands and mouth.

Biting the flying knife in his mouth, the thin man said vaguely: "The wood is useful, but the goose is called an eight-armed Arhat by the people of the rivers and lakes." When the goose played with the throwing knife, your little girl was still, and..."

As he spoke, he found that he could no longer speak, and his body could not move, only his eyeballs could still roll a few times.

Tang Xin sneered: "Why does the eight-armed Arhat use his mouth to catch the flying knife, haven't you thought that there may be something on the flying knife? ”

If it was usual, the thin man would have scolded a long time ago. It's a pity that now my tongue is numb, my whole body is stiff, and I can't say a word, so I can only fall straight to the ground, looking at the night sky and counting the stars.

Zhou Xiaoyu gave Tang Xin a thumbs up, then spread his legs and ran past the fat man and Uncle Long, and suddenly got into the gate of the villa.

Tang Xin and Chen Ran were trying to follow, but the fat man broke out.

"That's enough!" Tan Duan pushed Uncle Long away violently, got up from the grass, spit out a few grass cores and said: "Lao Tzu is also a stranger, old guy, you give me some respect!"

Uncle Long stretched out his ears and shouted, "What, you're still an artist?

Tan Duanyan crossed his feet and made a gesture of "destroying you on behalf of the moon" and said: "Fart, Lao Tzu is not the kind of artist who sings and dances! Lao Tzu is an alien, an alien! A human with special abilities!"

Uncle Long nodded and said: "Your posture is very well compared, if you adjust it again, it will definitely be a wonderful flower in the entertainment industry, and it is a pity not to make your debut." ”

Tan Duan was stunned and said: "Really? Actually, I wanted to be a star when I was a child, but unfortunately I grew crooked and became fat into a ball, so..."

He jumped up and said, "Why am I telling you this!, old fellow, don't tear me off. I'll let you open your eyes tonight, so that you can know that there are some people in this world that you can't afford to mess with!"

The fat man took a deep breath, and saw that brown fluff began to appear on his forehead, on the side of his face, and even on the back of his hands.

Then the fat on the back bulged and parted, and a pair of bat-like membranous wings protruded from it.

The pair of membrane wings, which were still dripping with some kind of slime, flapped twice, and the fat man actually got up from the ground and flew up. Although it didn't fly high, it was more than two meters above the ground, hanging in the air like a big balloon.

Uncle Long muttered: "Oh my God, this style of painting has changed abruptly, it's good to let people don't do it, and change their careers to be a monster." ”

Tang Xin took out his mobile phone, took a few photos of the fat man, and then sent them to the circle of friends, which immediately attracted a burst of onlookers.

Chen Ran covered his face with one hand and shouted at the fat man above, "Dude, you should go and get rid of the moisture." Look, if you just grow wings and splash oil all over the ground, it will pollute the environment. ”

The fat man in mid-air shouted angrily: "Those are not oil, what are you being Lao Tzu, diesel engines? And you, can you be normal, give me a little normal reaction." ”

Uncle Long looked at Tang Xin and said, "Are we normal?"

Chen Ran pointed upwards and said, "Obviously, that one is not normal." ”

Tan Duan said angrily: "Who is abnormal! You are abnormal, normal people see me like this, shouldn't they be scared to the point of urine? Forget it, Lao Tzu is too lazy to talk nonsense with you, look at the tricks!"

He let out a sudden scream.

Suddenly, a gust of wind broke off on the grass, and the lawn next to Uncle Long seemed to be hit by a level 5 tornado, and the lawn jumped up along with the ground, and then dispersed in the wind, and finally mixed with the wind, forming a piece of gray smoke that surged forward rapidly!

Uncle Long's trousers crumbled into tens of thousands of pieces, revealing a fluffy foot, which frightened Uncle Long like Marilyn Monroe, covering his pants with both hands and letting out an exclamation.

When the wind stopped, the lawn next to Uncle Long and the three of them seemed to be shoveled by a bulldozer, and a large area of green ground was gone, revealing the rugged ground below, like an ugly scar.

Chen Ran coughed dryly and said, "Uncle, what should I do? This artist doesn't look simple." ”

Uncle Long nodded solemnly and said, "So far, there is no way. It seems that Uncle has no choice but to take out the trump card at the bottom of the box, you open your eyes and see, this is a long-lost mastery on the rivers and lakes!"

Tang Xin and the others immediately looked at Uncle Long.

The mid-empty Tan Duan Xuan also wanted to see what was so good about this old man.

As a result, Uncle Long turned around and knelt.

Tang Xin was stunned for a moment and shouted, "Hurry up, the old guy ran away by himself." ”

Chen Ran smiled: "No, how could Uncle Long leave us and run away by himself." I guess he'll need to distance himself to get the most out of his move. ”

At this time, Uncle Long had already run to the wall, and then turned around and shouted: "You two fools, why are you still stunned, flash people!"

Tang Xin immediately gritted his teeth and said, "I knew that this old man couldn't believe it!"