Boom, drive!"

After a night, beyond the mountains.

"No one can be more arrogant than me, go to death!"

Ignored by Jiang Ge in public, Zhou Meng suddenly became angry, feeling that he was not dignified, and his face turned red into pig liver.

How naïve!

Thinking that pretending to be crazy and stupid, Zhou Meng would let him go?

In this situation, he was talking to himself?

What's going on with this guy?

Everyone was dumbfounded.

However, to everyone's surprise, Jiang Ge turned a deaf ear to Zhou Meng's words, and said to himself: "Old iron, fish ball 666 go a wave!"

If the young man in front of him did not obey him, the end would be miserable.

Zhou Meng is a well-known bully on the street, relying on his own martial arts, flattering his superiors, and bullying men and women to his subordinates.

Seeing this scene, the diners present all looked at Jiang Ge in unison, their eyes full of the same (qíng).

Zhou Meng said proudly.

"You kid, come here and give the toes of the master (tiǎn)!"

When Zhou Meng glared at everyone, he happened to see Jiang Ge shaking his head and sighing.

In the end, you still don't let people eat?

Jiang Ge sighed.

Alas...

Put down the chopsticks.

There was only Jiang Ge, and the chopsticks stopped in mid-air.

Everyone was too frightened to speak, let alone show the slightest dissatisfaction, and they all silently endured the stench and struggled to eat.

"A lot of people say I owe, but I have to say... Kill me!"

Seeing this, Zhou Meng's eyes widened fiercely:

"What?!

A disgusting stench spread, and everyone dared to be angry and gritted their teeth.

is also enjoyable and arrogant.

After Zhou Meng dropped the heavy axe, he took off his boots in public, put a pair of stinky feet on the dining table, and shook it proudly.

And that's not all.

... At the very least, it has to be a few thousand pounds, right?

It can be seen from this that the fierce power of this week is so terrifying!

What's more, such a heavy weapon, in Zhou Meng's hands, was light and seemed to have no weight.

God knows, how heavy is this Taishan axe?

It was able to smash the floor to pieces!

Just throw it away.

Diners gasped.

The wooden floor was smashed to pieces by a heavy axe in an instant, forming a spider web-like crack that continued to spread outward.

With a loud bang.

Bang!

Zhou Meng didn't seem to hear the conversation in the back kitchen, so he found a place to sit down and put the Taishan axe on his shoulder to the ground.

"Forget it, this kind of person can't afford to offend. Treat him with good wine (ròu), as long as he doesn't make trouble..."

"He bit our family to death and won't let go, what can we do, we are also desperate!"

"That bully only came yesterday, why is it here again today?"

Then, Jiang Ge heard a soft conversation from the back kitchen.

With that, he ran for his life into the back kitchen.

I... I'll arrange it right away. ”

The shopkeeper looked frightened, and trembled: "Wait a minute,

Zhou Meng broke into the restaurant, and immediately opened his voice and shouted: "Xiao Er, are you dead?

"Shhhh Don't speak, he's in. ”

"No way, who made people a warrior?"

"It's really unlucky to have this bully in this restaurant, hey..."

"Zhou Meng, the notorious bully of Neon Street, this guy is here to eat the overlord meal again!"

Seeing the fat man, the diners of the restaurant showed a look of jealousy.

In the center of the restaurant, the dancer's movements instantly stiffened.

He carried a Taishan axe on his shoulder and walked into the restaurant with steps that his six relatives did not recognize.

, fierce and vicious.

This big man (shēn) is two meters tall, full (shēn) fat, and has five big and three thick

A big man appeared.

As expected, the door of the restaurant was kicked open.

"Bang!"

And then

There was a moment of silence in the live broadcast room.

"One"

"Two"

"Three"

"Tell me, how long does it take for the villains to make trouble?"

The audience [ugly people should read more, no wonder my mother keeps saying that I am not the material for reading].

"To open a restaurant in another world, first put up a slogan, you have to fight out!"

"Anchor, don't eat, as soon as you eat, someone will kick the hall!"

In front of him, the barrage in the live broadcast room said:

Multi-level, multi-connotation, and humanistic live programs can last for a long time.

There is sound and color, fragrance and taste.

Jiang Ge specially ordered a few special dishes, rubbed his hands, and began to eat.

These sand sculptures don't ask Jiang Ge for contact information, so thank goodness.

anyway

The main thing is that you have a wide field of vision and can watch the neon sound and color all over the world.

Looking at the entire restaurant, except for the two young men with swords on their backs in the corner, the rest of the diners were civilians in cloth clothes.

The restaurant is not of high grade, the consumption level is average, and most of the diners have no (shēn) background.

Walked directly to the local neon street and found a restaurant.

Step along.

Jiang Ge touched his chin and thought about it,

To be honest, during this time, the sand sculpture audience was all (tǐng) powerful.

...。

"You guys are so poisonous, I just had hemorrhoid surgery, and I was so amused that I laughed so much that Chrysanthemum hurt..."

"This damn +1 is so sweet!"

"I'm the same. "The audience [repeats the chicken] and said:

"I am very happy with you (sāo). "The audience [after all, they were fed with a handful of and a handful of urine].

The audience [you know what I mean].

"Then what else to say, anchor, you have to control yourself, don't be careless, you go to the Red Mansion, the Flower House or something..."

"My mouth is full of (sāo) words, but suddenly I don't know what to say, I just want to... Hahaha!" "The audience [(yù)(sāo) and stop].

The audience of the sand sculpture was even more excited, eager to cross on the spot.

The signboard and competitiveness of the live broadcast room are there, and no one can take it away.

Real crossing, live online.

Of course, it doesn't matter if you say it well or not.

Jiang Ge is like an eighteenth-line anchor and a second-rate tour guide, introducing to the live broadcast room.

At the same time, it is also the only way to the royal capital. ”

"Wind and Thunder City, with a long history and culture, has a history of nearly 1,000 years of development, and is known for its majestic, strange, dangerous and beautiful scenery, and is well-known for its great dryness. ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the characteristic of Wind Thunder City, the rhythm of wind and thunder. ”

Every time the wind howls, the whole city seems to become a piano key, playing a beautiful sound.

From a distance, the buildings of Wind Thunder City are tall and dense, and the eaves are hung with wind chimes and lightning rods.

As the sun set, when night fell, Jiang Ge arrived in Wind Thunder City, and at the same time hurriedly opened the live broadcast room.

Take the wind and arrive at one (rì).

It is only three hundred miles away from Jiang Ge.

Wind and Thunder City, three thousand miles away from Dayu Sect.

Along the way, he encountered many fierce beasts, all of which were solved by Jiang Ge casually.

But after passing through once, the changes given to people are really reborn.

In his previous life, when he traveled to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, he could purify his soul or not, Jiang Ge didn't know very well.

Jiang Ge is a person, a horse and a pot of wine, floating in the world, and his heart is empty and frank (dàng).

The vast ancient road is endless.

Jiang Ge couldn't help but laugh.

Good luck to her.

In other words, if she was still alive, she wouldn't really be studying the world's nuclear level, right?

I sent horses and experience, and in the end I only got a fake nuclear bomb blueprint, and I thought I had taken advantage of it...

She's a good person.

Speaking of the meteor stepping on the moon, Jiang Ge couldn't help but think of Leng Chengfeng.

After repeated inspections, Jiang Ge directly put Xiao Yibo into the storage compartment of the live broadcast room and rode on the meteor moon-stepping horse.

The young man is like a jade, stepping forward on a horse.

Jiang Ge is dressed in white, with handsome facial features and a little willow leaf pattern in the center of his eyebrows, showing endless mystery.

The dense mountain forest is shrouded in mist, and the grass blades still have a hazy rain mist, shaking off the dew drops with the wind.

The eastern sky has just revealed the white of the fish's belly.

With a sneer, Zhou Meng raised his fat fist and smashed it into Jiang Ge's head with a roar.

Moment

Everyone present subconsciously held their breath and worried about Jiang Ge.