Hahahaa Pirates: "What kind of wind, evil wind!" The old king was dissatisfied with Yang Wuyi's words: "Get out of the way!

As he spoke, Lao Wang bent down, holding the roast chicken in his hand, and went directly under Yang Wuving's armpit.

Yang Wushu was stunned when he heard this, and when he came back to his senses, he just wanted to ask something, but found that there was no one in front of him: "Alas, people... Man?"

"What's it called!" the old king's voice came from behind Yang Wuyi.

Yang Wushu looked back, his nose was almost crooked by this old guy, and he saw that the old Wang Tou had already sat on the recliner that his two daughters had given him filial piety at some point, and he also pulled the small table he used to play chess over and put the roast chicken, as for the chess pieces on the table?

Nima! This old guy really didn't treat himself as an outsider! Yang Wushu couldn't help but blow his beard and stare at him when he saw the old king's appearance, but he didn't have a problem with this old guy. As a friend of the old king, Yang Wushu knows the temper of the old king, and it is appropriate to summarize the life of this old man in one sentence, that is, people are shameless, and the world is invincible!

So what is this shameless old guy doing? I saw the old Wang Tou half lying on Yang Wu's recliner, there is a scientific name on the Internet, called Ge You Lying, which is the current posture of the old Wang Tou, don't look at the old Wang Tou's demonic nature, this hand is not satisfied at all, he tore open the packaging bag on the outside of the roast chicken in three or two clicks, and then tore a chicken leg and put it in his mouth, while his head was still scanning around, as if he was looking for something.

Yang Wudi was distressed, the bamboo recliner was his beloved thing, and he usually took good care of it, but after a while, Yang Wushu felt that his chair was stained with something disgusting, and he decided that after this old man left, he would brush it ten or twenty times before he felt more comfortable.

"Hey, old immortal, where is your wine!" asked the old king, who had searched around for a long time and couldn't find anything like wine.

"......" Yang Wushu took a deep breath, and said to himself in his heart that he couldn't finish seeing this old guy, well, if his heart is clear, the sky will not fall... Well, in fact, Yang Wushu was afraid that he wouldn't be able to resist going up and smacking him...

"Wait!"

Yang Wudi angrily went into the bedroom and opened the large wardrobe next to the bed, which was indeed not a pair, but bottles of cigarettes and alcohol. Yang Wushu slapped his hand on the bottle of wine he had drunk half and was about to pick it up, but he sighed, then reached out and picked up an unopened bottle of wine, thought about it, and grabbed two more boxes of good cigarettes.

"Well, labor and management owe him in their previous lives!" Yang Wuving, who was carrying cigarettes and alcohol, scolded bitterly, but the person had already walked out, came to Lao Wangtou, put the cigarettes and alcohol in front of Lao Wangtou, and pulled a plastic bench to sit aside without saying a word.

The old king was not polite, he skillfully tore open the outer packaging, held the wine bottle with both hands, and the right hand on it was gently twisted, and the wine bottle, which was originally a little laborious in the eyes of ordinary people, was opened by the old man very easily.

As soon as the wine was opened, in an instant, the aroma of wine overflowed, Lao Wang's eyes lit up, and he glanced at Yang Wudi in surprise, and said, "Good wine!"

"Hmph, that's not it, this wine is my son's filial piety to me, eight thousand eight! I can't even drink it!" Yang Wushu snorted.

"Then I'm welcome!" Old Wang Tou licked his lips, his economic situation is not as good as Yang Wudi, Yang Wudi lives in a building, what about him? garbage station, Yang Wudi has children and daughters, what about him?

An ant has the confidence to challenge the Buddha, and a beggar has the confidence to dare to do evil and lawlessness. And the old king's mastery is his confidence, besides, if he really wants to fight for connections, he is not easy to match, although the Wudang behind him is a martial arts sect, but it also enjoys a good reputation, although it cannot be compared with those capable people who are able to pass through the sky, but it is no problem to seek self-protection in the rolling red dust.

After that, as soon as the old king raised his head, the wine flowed down the bottle, and was poured into the belly by the old king, and the wine that splashed out was not wasted, it flowed down the neck of the old king, and his body came to you with me, I have you...

Seeing this, Yang Wushu snatched the wine bottle away, he was not afraid that this old man would die here, but he was distressed, Nima, the wine that labor and management have not been willing to drink for half a year, why do you give labor and management such a bad thing?

Shaking the wine bottle, Yang Wudi's face became even darker, just take a bite like this, the small half of the bottle is gone!

"Cut! stingy!" the old king muttered dissatisfiedly, and continued to nibble on the roast chicken.

"Alright, you're out of wine. Tell me, why did you come to the city? Don't guard your little broken temple?" Yang Wushu was angry, but he was quickly pressed down.

"What the hell? Broken? Are you talking about a try!" The old king's eyes glared, like a copper bell: "How many times have I told you! The mountain is not high, there are immortals..."

"Okay, okay, okay, don't talk about your big truth!" Yang Wushu knew that it was not good when he heard this, he knew this old guy too well, as long as someone told him that the place where he stayed was not good, it would immediately be a big set of big truths, the key is that for decades, this set of big principles has been a punctuation mark without becoming!

When the old king heard this, he had to give up, and took the bottle again, this time it was not the same as before, and slowly tasted it, and waited for the wine in his mouth to go down, and then said with a look of recollection: "Today, I met a young man..."

Yang Wushu pouted when he heard this, and met a young man? Coincidentally, I meet young people every day... Yang Wudi also knew that it was impossible for the old king to come to him for no reason, especially for an otaku, it was difficult to let him leave his little world!

When Yang Wushu heard that the young man in the mouth of the old king was looking for the old king, he just secretly said that the afterlife is terrifying, the newborn calf is not afraid of the tiger, in short, it is stupid and bold, you have only studied for a few years?

And when Yang Wushu heard that the old king had lost, he looked at the old king with your special expression of teasing me, and at the same time, the shadow of a vulture appeared in his mind, is there anything to do between the two?

When the old king's head burst out that Lin Tian's envoy was internal force, Yang Wushu couldn't sit still, and bounced up directly from the stool: "This is impossible! How can anyone practice internal force! Internal force? Hehe, some writers' delusions!"

Old Wang Tou was not surprised to see Yang Wudi's reaction, when he had just confirmed this, there was no turbulence in his heart!

"It's true. ”

"This..."Listening to the old king's determined tone, Yang was invincible and couldn't go on. He wants to be quiet, don't ask me who Jingjing is...

After a long time, Yang Wushu looked at the old king and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Oh the hell, old man, I can't lie to you!" the old king was furious, and slapped the table, knocking down the wine bottles on the table, and the wine was spilled on the table, and he turned a deaf ear.

"This matter is too unbelievable..."Yang Wudi smiled bitterly, he didn't doubt what his old friend said, but he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, so he didn't dare to confirm it.

"Hehe, how can I not be like this..."The old king said as he straightened the wine bottle, which was not satisfied, lying on the table and sucking the wine on the table with his mouth...

"I said... "Yang Wushu turned around, just saw this scene, well, don't tell others that I know him! Tai Nima is embarrassed! Sprinkle the wine, why are you still drinking on your stomach!"

"It's a pity..."The old Wang didn't feel ashamed at all, licked the wine on the table and wiped his mouth, looked at the stall on the ground and shouted pity.

"Don't be sorry, I still have a bottle. Yang Wushu shook his head when he saw this, and said in his heart how he knew such a guy. What about the temperament of the martial arts Mingsu on your body! Don't be cheeky, right?

"Don't say it sooner!"

It's a pity that Yang Wuving's kindness was exchanged for a big white eye.

Don't get angry, don't get angry ... Yang Wudi muttered in his heart, and asked, "Do you know the address of that young man?"

"What, do you want to see and understand?" asked the old king, raising his eyes. He knew them all too well with those who loved martial arts.

"Naturally!" Yang Wushu did not deny it, the internal strength! Everyone who practiced martial arts had something that had been yy! He naturally wanted to see it, and if he didn't see it with his own eyes, he always felt that all this was unreal.

"Hehe... I want to know too!" Old Wang Tou pouted, if he knew Lin Tian's information, he would still come to Yang Wuyi? He would have already run over to find a way to dig the foot of the wall, okay!

“……”

Yang Wudi's face was weird when he heard this, hey, he didn't say it for a long time! He even wondered if this old guy was greedy now, and then ran to his own trick to eat and drink, don't think about it, this old guy did it!

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But on Lin Tian's side, nearly two hours have passed, and the vulture also feels the pain of Zamabu, two hours ago, he was all kinds of self-confidence? And now, from his constantly trembling thighs and strong self-supporting arms, it can be seen that the vulture's feeling is not good!

Don't forget, Lin Tian secretly instructed the system to slowly increase the weight of the vulture! Thinking of this, Lin Tian couldn't help but secretly admire the perseverance of the vulture, worthy of being a killer, this perseverance really didn't say, you know, this body has a weight-bearing workout and no weight-bearing, it is basically two different things!

"If you can't hold on, just tell me!" Lin Tian said in a circle beside the vulture.

The vulture, on the other hand, gritted its teeth and couldn't say a word, still struggling to support it. He can't say what he is suffering now, his hands and legs are shaking badly, as soon as he speaks, this momentum is relaxed, and the vulture doubts whether he will sit directly on the ground with a butt, to say that it is nothing, but don't forget, he still needs two pots of cactus balls under his buttocks!

Lin Tian looked the vulture up and down, guessing in his heart how long the vultures could hold on, because Lin Tian could see that the vultures were on the verge of the end of the crossbow at this time, and they might collapse at any time

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