The yellow shadow rolled to the ground, coughed up a piece of blood in his mouth, and fell in front of him, a piece of blood red, Du Kang walked quickly to the front, stepped on it, and then had time to bow his head and take a serious look at the weasel.

This little thing is not big, even the head and tail are no more than a foot, four stubby calves, all over the body are golden and yellow, only the hair on the top of the head and the tip of the tail has been pale white, very good-looking.

"Bai Mao'er, damn it, a hundred years of cultivation!" Du Kang's heart couldn't help but tremble, and the booklet he gave him slightly introduced Huang Xian, that is, a weasel.

Weasels are different from foxes, foxes increase their tails as they become more cultivated, and the easiest way to tell the strength of the fox fairy is to count the tails, the more tails the more terrifying the strength, like the Daji who confuses King Yin is the nine-tailed fox.

And the weasel's cultivation is to remove hair, first on the top of the head, open the wisdom, then the tail, and then the limbs, when the weasel fades off the yellow hair, the whole body is snow-white, it will also become an immortal, become a veritable Wong Tai Sin.

The weasel in front of him has white hair on his head and a faint white tail tip, obviously his cultivation is not deep, and it is conservatively estimated that he was refined before the founding of the People's Republic of China, that is, he has cultivated for a hundred years.

"Hey, can we speak calmly now?" Du Kang tapped his fingers and tapped twice on the door of the weasel's head.

The weasel raised a small head, stared at Du Kang with round eyes, his eyes were full of humanized resentment and hatred, and he grinned at Du Kang and roared in a low voice, his expression was very vicious.

However, all this was ridiculous in Du Kang's eyes, and with a little force under his feet, the weasel suddenly coughed violently again, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

"Are you very arrogant?" The cat waist took the weasel out from under his feet, held it up in front of his eyes, and looked at Huang Xian, who was covered with blood, a wicked smile bloomed at the corner of Du Kang's mouth, and his palms clenched hard.

Feeling the weasel's delicate ribs squeezing in his hand, the feeling of flesh and blood warm in the palm of his hand made Du Kang as addicted as a drug.

"Ahem... Poof!"

Suddenly, a mouthful of fishy sweet blood sprayed on Du Kang's face, a few drops fell in his mouth, sweet, salty, and his throat rolled with a thud, Du Kang suddenly came to his senses, looked at the weasel that was already dying by his own pinch, and was so frightened that he quickly let go and held it in the palm of his hand.

"Hey, you're alright, hey!"

"Poof," the weasel coughed violently, and finally got over in one breath, and the four little short legs struggled to get up from Du Kang's palm, and when he looked at Du Kang with a pair of big eyes, horror actually appeared.

"Phew, scared me to death, I thought you were dead. Du Kang let out a sigh of relief, walked to the living room with the weasel in his hand, and put it on the coffee table, at this time the weasel was seriously injured and dying, Du Kang was not afraid of it running again, so he sat cross-legged on the ground face to face and looked at it, "Can you tell me why you want to harm their family?"

"You—" The weasel curled up, his eyes did not dare to make contact with Du Kang's, as if he was very frightened, the previous resentment and arrogance were long gone, his big furry tail swayed from side to side twice, and finally shook his head, "I don't want to say." ”

"Hey, you..." Du Kang was choked by the weasel who toasted and didn't eat and drink, his hands were clasped in front of his chest, and he was thinking about how to scare and scare it to make it tell the truth, when the mobile phone in his arms suddenly rang.

It's a flying phone call.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, just to make sure that you haven't made any mistakes in principle. Yang Yifei's voice, which was not in shape, came from the other end of the phone.

"Fuck your sister, is the head of the house the kind of casual person?" Du Kang scolded with a smile, "I'll hang up if there's nothing else." ”

"Don't, don't, hey, who are you? What are you going to do? Wait..." Yang Yifei's voice suddenly quarreled, and there seemed to be a lot of people.

Du Kang couldn't help frowning, and asked loudly, "Hey, Feifei, where are you, why are you so noisy, what's wrong?"

"Ah, the head of the house, come back quickly, something happened in your store, someone is going to smash the store, and I can't support it anymore. Yang Yifei's voice was also anxious this time.

Du Kang jumped up from the ground, "You didn't say it earlier!" put the mobile phone in his arms, grabbed the meek weasel on the table with one hand, and rushed downstairs as if flying, and rode back on the car.

Sure enough, as soon as I arrived at the intersection, I saw a large number of ruffians dressed up and angry little hooligans surrounding the door of the 1314 convenience store.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" Du Kang jumped down, threw the car directly on the ground, grabbed the back of the neck of the last thug with his left hand and pulled it behind him.

Du Kang's strength was already great, and the sudden attack made the kid feel empty under his feet, as if he was flying through the clouds, and then he sat on the ground, and when he saw the person who threw him out, Du Kang had already squeezed into the crowd.

"Which crotch is not tightly fastened to expose your kid?" A kid with a throwing stick in his hand pointed at Du Kang's nose with a throwing stick, and sneered, causing a group of little minions behind him to follow suit, and the sound was endless.

Du Kang glanced at the boy with a throwing stick in his hand, triangular eyes, broom eyebrows, a face full of meat, no wheels in both ears, an inch head, black skin, bare-chested, five short figures, just arrived at Du Kang's chin, wearing Zhong Kui's tattoo of catching ghosts, and a large gold chain the thickness of a thumb on his neck.

Yang Yifei saw Du Kang rushing back, and hurriedly ran over to Du Kang's side, and said in a low voice, "Chief, who are these people?"

"Damn, you ask me who I ask, I want to ask you, why did I just walk for a while, and there was such a big pile of debris. Out of the corner of Du Kang's eyes, he swept over the dozen or so thugs present.

One by one, they wore crooked hats and stared at each other, and they had to be exposed if they didn't wear good clothes, in order to show off the tattoos on their bodies, what dragons and tigers, ghost heads, and big carp must be equipped with gold chains to be standard.

"Boy, you're arrogant. The little thug with the hand of the throwing stick at the head saw that Du Kang didn't bird him at all, the two triangular eyes glared, and they came over with the throwing stick, and the throwing stick was on Du Kang's shoulder and knocked.

"Phew!"

Spit out half of the cigarette butt in his mouth, tilted his head, and looked at Du Kang up and down, "Hehe, kid, you are the owner of this shop?"

"What's going on, what's it about, what's going to be done?" Du Kang raised his hand to pat off the slinger on his shoulder, took a step forward, and swept his gaze coldly over all the thugs present, "I've been in a bad mood lately, don't let me do it, otherwise you won't want to go back on your feet." ”

"Hey, damn it, the young people have been getting more and more arrogant lately! I'll make you arrogant!" The little thug led by raised his hand and flicked his stick towards Du Kang's head...