What the?

All of us here are garbage?!

This map is fired!

A bombardment of the audience!!

Arrogant!

It's crazy!

Furious!

However, Liu Bei's map cannon was released, and the people in the audience actually quieted down all of a sudden, and they didn't dare to continue to spray Liu Bei endlessly.

After a while, Donald, one of the four elders of the south who was very talkative, looked at Liu Bei with disdain, shook his head, and broke the silence:

"This Liu Bei, he actually said that we are all garbage? When our four southern elders ruled the world, they had not yet established the country! When we were in power, his father probably hadn't found his mother yet! At that time, he wasn't even a drop of liquid!"

Old lady Zhang Beixiong nodded:

"Yes! No one has ever dared to say that we old men are garbage in front of our four elders in the south!

Donald shook his head, looked at Liu Bei with even more contempt, and asked sharply:

"Liu Beixiao'er, let me ask you, what you said just now includes our four elders of Jiangnan?"

Liu Bei held it with both hands, and looked at the people of the world:

"Are you deaf and stupid? I said that all of you here are rubbish, including you four elders in the south!"

Boom!

Donald slapped the table heavily, so angry that the wrinkles on his old face were twisted:

"You little hairy boy, talking stinks more than fart! I really didn't think that you could release such a stinky fart in your mouth for eating!"

Well?

~ fart?

Dare to "put ~ fart" on the premise of Liu Beimi, but it is a big taboo!

Liu Bei frowned, and one hand was already raised:

"Hehe, Donald, you like farting so much, I'll fulfill you and let you let it go at one time!"

In an instant, a silver needle had already flown into Donald's dantian!

Donald was originally sitting on a gilded Taishi chair, but at this moment he couldn't help but stand up.

A stream of air began to rush from Donald's dantian, and gradually rushed back and forth in Donald's body!

Bang!

Boom! Boom!!

...

Donald didn't hold back and began to fart non-stop!

The sound of this fart is still very loud and crunchy.

Rumble!

Countless people were stunned.

And the bigwigs who were closer to Donald covered their noses with their hands.

Xu Yong, the king of soldiers, couldn't stand other people's farts, frowned, and couldn't help but say:

"Donald, why do you fart so much at once?

The old lady Zhang Lao also hurriedly left his seat:

"Donald, what did you eat today, your fart really stinks!"

Mu Zhisheng also died speechlessly:

"Donald, you can't do such a shameful thing! On top of this kind of large wedding banquet, you have let out so many farts at once, have you considered the feelings of others?"

...

Donald suddenly made such a big ugly appearance, and even had the heart to die, and said angrily:

"Oh, you think I'm going to fart, I'm just somehow feeling a strange flow of air in my body, and I can't hold it anymore!"

While Donald was talking, he danced the seaweed dance left and right, left and right, left and right!

Seeing this scene, Su Yujing and Xiao Sang were already laughing.

Su Yujing is not stupid, she guessed in an instant:

"Liu Bei, it must be you who did it. What did you do to Donald?"

When Xiao Sang heard this, he gave Liu Bei a thumbs up and worshipped:

"Master, why are you so powerful? You can also make people fart and dance the seaweed at the same time?"

And Liu Bei, with a hairstyle, smiled faintly:

"A song of seaweed chrysanthemum intestines is broken, where to find a bosom friend at the end of the world!"

Liu Bei looked at the high platform again, and raised his voice:

"Donald, your fart feeling, sour or not? Well, I just want to remind you that farting in public is immoral! Do you still have a little sense of public morality?"

"Dog thief, shut up!" Donald scolded him, but he couldn't control his body, and continued bitterly:

"What's wrong with me? Why doesn't my body listen to me?"

At this time, the family advocate Jingwei hurriedly said:

"Come on, help Donald to go to the side hall to rest first. If he keeps farting, he can't stay here any longer. ”

The two subordinates immediately ran to help Donald.

"Slow ——!"

At this moment, the Blood Slaughter Gong shouted.

Zhang Jingwei arched his hand:

"Blood Slaughter Grand Master, do you have something to do?"

Blood Slaughter Gong Sen Han smiled:

"Donald keeps farting, it must be Liu Bei's thief's ghost! Not long ago, Liu Bei said that he wanted to let Donald fart enough at one time! As soon as Liu Bei finished speaking, Donald made such a big ugly appearance, who could it be if he didn't make it?"

Donald suddenly realized:

"Yes, it must be Liu Don't mess with me. Blood Slaughter Grand Master, save me!"

Blood Tu Gong nodded, stretched out his hand and put his hand on Donald's shoulder, and slowly poured a true martial aura into Donald's body, and saw that Donald's body gradually stopped dancing.

Blood Tu Gong covered his nose again, leaned down, and after fiddling for a while, he found a needle in Donald's dantian.

The Blood Slaughter Gong is the Blood Slaughter Gong, and he is worthy of being the sixth great master on the Heavenly List, and he soon found the crux of Donald's non-stop fart.

Blood Slaughter Gong quickly pulled out the silver needle with his hand, and then held it high:

"Did you see it? Liu Bei'er, it was this silver needle that flew to Donald's body, so that Donald made such a big ugly appearance. ”

As soon as this silver needle was pulled out, the frequency and speed of Donald's fart immediately slowed down.

Looking at the silver needle in the hand of the Blood Slaughter Gong, countless people were gasping.

Zhang Jingwei wiped a cold sweat:

"So, Liu Bei, this evil thief, still has some ability, and he can actually fly needles like this evil art?"

The others, looking at Liu Bei's eyes, also had a feeling of being impressed.

None of these people present saw how Liu Bei flew this silver needle to Donald's body.

This shows that Liu Bei is indeed a bit powerful, and they can't help but be impressed by Liu Bei!

And the Blood Slaughter Gong threw the silver needle to the ground, and glanced at Liu Bei with disdain:

"Hmph, his flying needle skills are also very ordinary! In my eyes of the Blood Slaughter Gong, it is just a small skill of carving insects. ”

"Well, Liu Bei's indiscriminate methods of ants naturally can't get into the eyes of the Great Grandmaster of Blood Slaughter. Zhang Jingwei complimented on the side.

But Leng Qiuquan understood that Liu Bei could make Tang Lao so ugly with a silver needle, and he worshiped Liu Bei even more in his heart.

Su Yujing and Xiao Sang, knowing the reason for Donald's fart, both gave Liu Bei a thumbs up!

Donald kept stepping on the silver needle with his foot:

"Break the silver needle, you actually make me ugly! I will stomp on you!"

And the Zhang family gave an order at this moment:

"This Liu Bei, it's really hateful, dare to come and make a big fuss about my wedding! Come on, take down the three of them for me!"

Whew!

The six people of the Nine-Winged Zhang Alliance flashed their figures at this moment.

(End of chapter)