Three days later.

On the suburban avenue of Nanhua City, two young people sat on a tricycle bound for the city.

These two are none other than Zhang Xiaohao and the Black Dragon Saint Son.

Three days ago, arrange what follows.

Zhang Xiaohao returned with the Black Dragon Holy Son, and as for the Huayan Holy Maiden, she first had to go back to the Vermilion Bird Gate to deliver the task, and then she went to find the purification of Tianshui.

As for the boy in white, after completing the sharing of the spoils with Zhang Xiaohao, he left in style.

"Two little brothers, you take my car, it's right, it's not the old man I brag, the nearby ten miles and eight villages, except for Zhang Laohan and I often run to the city because of some small business, no one goes to the city, let alone the passing shuttle, even if you wait until you are old, there may not be a car coming. The uncle who rode the bicycle said proudly.

Half an hour ago.

Zhang Xiaohao really didn't want to leave, with the Black Dragon Holy Son, a guy with an IQ of only three years old, not to mention how tired he was in the past three days.

So, Zhang Laohan rode by on a tricycle and got on a ride.

"Thank you, uncle, for coming to smoke a cigarette. Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.

As he spoke, he took out a giant panda from his pocket and handed it over.

Zhang Laohan was not polite, took the cigarette, took out a windproof lighter from his pocket, and skillfully lit it.

"Little brother is quite upright! This is still some way from the county seat, uncle, I will tell you two some yellow jokes. Zhang Laohan said.

"Once upon a time, there was a praying mantis and a mosquito, and the two brothers met again after two or twenty years. The praying mantis smoked a cigar, looked at the young beauties passing by, and said proudly, I think back then, there was only one kind of person in this world, and that was men!

"How much?" asked the mosquito cooperatively.

"That's all my credit! Back then, on a dark and windy night, I was drunk, so I slashed a man underneath, and cut a huge cut underneath, and then, more than twenty years later, there was such a strange creature as a woman. The praying mantis said proudly.

"It's quite amazing, so do you know why the woman at the original airport turned into a big booba, a green apple or a small steamed bun?" asked the mosquito.

"Why?" asked the praying mantis, puzzled.

"Alas, I looked at these women back then, they were so ugly, they had to have no figure, they had to have no breasts, and if they went on like this, they would be abandoned by the world, so I saw that the road was uneven, and I helped them with my mouth! On both sides of their chests, I stared hard. So, more than 20 years later, this is where we have today's prosperity. Mosquito said proudly.

"Haha...... Uncle, your joke is so good. Zhang Xiaohao praised.

"Of course! Hey, the cigarette is actually finished, little brother, bring me another one, don't say it, these three yuan bamboo cigarettes are smoking, just bring energy. Where did I buy it, brother, you can help me bring some next time. Zhang Laohan said proudly.

"Huh. Zhang Xiaohao touched his nose and smiled bitterly.

As he spoke, he took out all the cigarettes in his pocket and stuffed them to Zhang Laohan.

Zhang Laohan was not polite, took out a cigarette and smoked it, and put the rest in his pocket.

Phew!

Suddenly, the tricycle's tires blew out.

The car tilted to one side and was about to roll over on its side.

Zhang Xiaohao flicked his fingers, and a Shennong true qi hit the ground, instantly keeping the body stable.

At the same time, the foot pressed downward, and the advancing tricycle immediately stopped.

Zhang Laohan immediately jumped out of the car and looked at the punctured rear tire.

"Which ghost grandson did this, actually sprinkled so many cement nails on the ground! Lao Tzu cursed him for not giving birth to a child!" Zhang Laohan scolded angrily.

Rub and rub......

Hurried footsteps sounded, and more than a dozen shirtless men with embroidered tattoos rushed out of the flowers on both sides of the road with murderous energy.

"Dead old man, who the hell are you scolding?"

"You turtle grandson! Think that with your bare upper body, embroidered tattoos, and a dozen hairy boys, you look like Lao Tzu is the second in the world, and no one dares to be the first in the world?

"You are a dead old man, looking for death, right! You are pretending to be like this in front of Lao Tzu, come on, big black, little black, you two will go up for me, teach this bad old man a good lesson, and let him be a good man in the future!"

"Big brother, this old man is so old, our brothers will definitely have to go down to report to the king of Hades if they say hello with this fist!

"Yes, big brother! We are just asking for money, not for life, this bad old man dares to be disrespectful to us, and will let these two stinky boys accompany us for a little more money. ”

Big Black and Little Black are humane.

"Grass! It's still thoughtful for the two of you, we are seeking money, not life, hmph! Count this bad old man as lucky today! If he is twenty years younger, Lao Tzu will not beat him, and the and flowers will come out. The tattooed man at the head scolded angrily.

Then he waved his palm domineeringly, and surrounded him with a group of younger brothers.

"Big black, little black!" said the tattooed man arrogantly.

Da Hei and Xiao Hei are both strong men with bruised muscles, five big and three thick.

Da Hei took a step forward and said arrogantly: "I opened this mountain, I planted this tree, if you want to pass through me, you must leave the money to buy the road!

Syllable!

Xiao Hei jumped up, just to gag at the back of Da Hei's head.

"Xiao Hei, why are you beating me?" said Da Hei aggrieved.

"Grass, why the hell are you robbing me of my lines?" said Xiao Hei angrily.

"Why don't we do it all over again?" said Dahei tentatively.

"Okay, if you dare to steal my lines again this time, I'll be anxious with you!" Xiao Hei said angrily.

"A must!" said the Great Underworld.

"I'm going to be your sister!"

"Isn't my sister your sister?

"Grass, you two bastards, get out of the way!" said the tattooed man at the head.

Immediately raised his foot and kicked the two of them away.

Take a step forward, arrogantly hold your upper body, and wave your left hand.

A younger brother on the side understood, and immediately took out a copycat-like cigar from his pocket and handed it over.

"I'm a girl, I'm not a cigar, I'm going to want a loudspeaker!" the tattooed man scolded angrily.

The little brother touched his head awkwardly, pulled out the big horn from behind his butt and handed it over.

(End of chapter)