Yang Xiaoqian knocked over the bald fat man with one punch, shocking everyone's eyes!

The whole audience exploded!

Yang Xiaoqian sat on the chair and didn't move his buttocks, and his eyelids didn't lift, as if he was swatting a fly to death, and he and Liu Wenwen ate hot pot for a long time.

", I don't believe in this evil anymore! Biaozi, go up, remove one of this kid's arms to avenge Qiangzi!"

Still not believing that his men would be able to defeat him, Luo Xiong sent one of the thirteen brothers who could fight him.

The gangster named Biaozi was twenty-five or sixteen years old, thin, with a gloomy face, not like to talk, his triangular eyes flashed like a poisonous snake, his hands flipped over, as if he was conjuring, two daggers with cold light had appeared in his hands, and his viper-like eyes stared gloomily at Yang Xiaoqian, and he didn't know how he got it, the two daggers were like propellers spinning at high speed in his hands!

"Okay! Biaozi is good! Go up and get rid of one of his arms!"

"Handsome! Too handsome! Worthy of a magic sword! Boy, are you afraid?"

"Hahaha, boy, isn't your numbness a harder fist and a little stronger?

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Luo Xiong and the others laughed wildly.

"Hahaha, your paralyzed dog beast, your end has come, there is a kind of resistance you will resist again! Brother Biao, stab him, stab him hard, stab him into a hornet's nest!"

Mao Jingjing's excited eyes were shining like beasts, and she laughed wildly, as if she could already see the scene of "Yang Daqian" being stabbed into a hornet's nest.

"Big Money...... How...... What to do? He, he, he's using a knife!"

Yang Xiaoqian overturned the two gangsters one after another, Liu Wenwen had already ignited great hopes for him, but when he saw that the other party had used the knife, he was still so spicy and gorgeous, and his face was pale with fright, and he stammered tremblingly.

"Hey, hey, hey, he moves the knife, let's move the chopsticks, come, eat the meat and eat some spinach, acid-base balance, good for health!"

Yang Xiaoqian didn't look at the divine knife Biaozi, moved his chopsticks and put a chopstick spinach from the pot and put it in Liu Wenwen's bowl, and he also grabbed a chopstick, dipped it in the bowl and ate it.

it!

It's fucking crazy!

Ignoring the means of the divine sword!

Luo Xiong and the others twitched wildly one by one, and they felt that there was some smoke on the top of their heads!

The magic knife Biaozi seemed to be a street performer who was showing off his knife there, but as a result, people didn't raise their eyelids, Biaozi almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, he was excited, his hand shook, and with a bang, a dagger fell to the ground.

"Die!"

Biaozi made a fool of himself on the spot, his old face was flushed, and he was surging with murderous intentions, bending down to pick up the dagger, and rushing towards Yang Xiaoqian with both hands waving the dagger.

"Biaozi, don't hurt his life!"

Luo Xiong saw that Biao Zi was serious, his face changed, and he reminded loudly.

Biaozi's character Luo Xiong knows best, he is cruel and vicious, and he has a lot of criminal records, which annoys him and he really dares to kill.

Luo Xiong claims to rely on culture and wisdom on the road, and he can't even be a hooligan if he has no culture these days, he won't be stupid and kill someone and put himself in prison for the rest of his life.

Biao Zi lost his old face, was carried away by anger, and didn't hear Luo Xiong's reminder at all, he had to poke seventeen or eighteen holes in his opponent to get back face!

Liu Wenwen couldn't say anything when he saw that the Divine Sword Biaozi rushed over like a poisonous snake, and he was scared on the spot!

Yang Xiaoqian glanced at the boiling soup pot, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a cruel sneer, paralyzed, will you do tricks?

Yang Xiaoqian stretched out his hand and slapped the table, looking at it not very hard, but the whole soup pot suddenly flew up, rushing towards the divine knife biaozi, with a bang, and his head was buckled in his face!

it!

A boiling pot of soup!

It's still spicy!

Hey, hey, that's refreshing, it's going to kill people!

"Whew...... Whoop ......"

The divine knife Biaozi was clutched to the ground, his face was covered with dense and terrifying white bubbles, his hands covered his face, rolling on the ground, screaming wildly, and fainting without wailing a few times.

Oh, my God!

A slap on the table can make such a big pot of soup fly, and it can be accurately buckled on people's faces!

Is this a trick?

Everyone was frightened by this scene, their faces were pale, their hearts were pounding, and they didn't dare to breathe through the atmosphere.

Luo Xiong, Mao Jingjing and others finally knew that they had underestimated their opponents and kicked them on the iron plate, and many gangsters even had the urge to turn around and run!

Luo Xiong is already a little difficult to ride a tiger, but he can still conclude through a calm analysis that the opponent is also a person no matter how paralyzed he is, and he has only injured two on his side, and even he has twelve people, as long as all his twelve people take out their knives and rush up, they don't believe that they can't clean up the opponent!

"Damn! bastard! Paralyzed, let's go up together, kill this dog beast like Yang! Whoever kills his wife will split his thigh and let him × as much as he wants!"

Mao Jingjing went crazy and instigated Luo Xiong to kill "Yang Daqian" together.

it!

This vicious lewd fu really fought hard for revenge, and he didn't hesitate to sell his body!

"Cao Nima's stinky fu, Lao Tzu is the boss, when will it be your turn to give orders!"

Luo Xiong suddenly felt like he was being shot by her, and he was furious, and a slap knocked her to the ground.

"Lao Tzu finished eating, now it's Lao Tzu's turn to move his muscles and bones, paralyzed, you few north and south immediately kowtow to Lao Tzu and Liu Meinu ten times each, and then each of you spit in Mao's face, and then, you can leave safely! There is only one chance, don't blame Lao Tzu for not reminding you!"

Yang Xiaoqian crossed Erlang's legs, picked his teeth leisurely with a toothpick, squinted at Luo Xiong and the others, and said lightly.

it!

It's so paralyzing!

It's even crazier than rabies!

Luo Xiong, Mao Jingjing and the others were so angry that they were almost spurting blood and incontinence!

", brothers, copy the guys, give it to Lao Tzu!"

Luo Xiong roared wildly, took out his dagger, gave the order, and rushed forward first.

Eleven thugs took out daggers one by one with red eyes, and followed Luo Xiong to Yang Xiaoqian.

Twelve bastards in hand, dealing with an unarmed crop man, anyone with a little normal thinking would think that the crop man would burp immediately!

It's going to kill you!

"Don't!"

Liu Wenwen screamed in fright.

The faces of the boss and the guests who were eating changed wildly one by one, afraid that their knives would fly around and hurt themselves, and everyone wanted to run out, but they were all so frightened that their legs were sore and could not move.

"Boom...... Boom ...... Kill, cut, stab...... Poke the dog surnamed Yang into a hornet's nest...... Boom ...... As long as you kill this beast, the old lady will split the thighs and let all of you ×...... for free ......"

Mao Jingjing laughed wildly like a crazy mother beast, yelling hysterically, cheering for Luo Xiong and the others.

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