"By the way, what's your name?"

Yang Jinxi now knows that he is so angry when he talks about this, and his feelings are that his wife is unhappy when he is beaten to death, but then again, I am afraid that you will not live long depending on your appearance, you are lonely.

It may be that Yang Jinxi suddenly asked his name so unreasonably, and the old man couldn't react for a while.

"My name is Yang Laoshi, and I ask you what your name is. ”

Yang Jinxi looked at the old man for a while and spoke again, and then shifted his gaze to the front to think about something.

"My name, you just call me a haircut, and you don't look like you know how to respect people. Just call me an old man. ”

After finishing speaking, he also looked ahead with Yang Jinxi's gaze and continued: "I said Yang boy, I can tell you, don't go over, just take a look here, it's not the two of us yet, if you pass, then I can't follow you to confess!"

Yang Jinxi also said that the name of this old man was wonderful, this was his father's name, and he couldn't help but glance at the vicissitudes of his face buried under the thick cotton hat, how to get rid of the obscene taste and said: "I also followed your father's wishes, and followed this name." ”

Anyway, it seems that the name I've encountered in the past few days is quite magical, what Hao Meimei, and now another one is masturbating......

"Do you have one outpost at a time? But why do I see so many people there? ”

As the old man said, Yang Jinxi felt that it was still necessary to kill two people in the past, and it was necessary to establish a prestige in the thirtyth post, which was a good opportunity.

The old man looked at Yang Jianxi's eager expression, he was not in a hurry, he was ready to push Yang Jianxi out next time it was his turn to take this post, so that he could pick up a life and survive, in fact, his old wife died like this, people eat and wait until they die at this age, who doesn't cherish this life, standing on the fence wall every day to look at the scenery and talk to have the guarantee of living, such a comfortable day, why give up at will.

"Yang boy, don't mess around, you were lucky to come before it was my turn, next time it will be our turn at least twenty days, don't you see so many people there? It is estimated that the twenty-ninth is mixed with black iron fighters, there are always some color embryos who always want to try their luck and gamble with their lives, and if they win, they can also get some money to go to the kiln." ”

When talking about the kiln, he obviously moved his throat and swallowed his saliva, who doesn't like the kiln, Niu'er This kind of thing will not be resistible to anyone of any age.

I watched it, I listened to it, Yang Jinxi also knew a rough idea, this is nothing more than the means that Hao Meili used to clean up this group of moths, maybe there are one or two black iron fighters in this group of moths who eat and wait for death, but because they are not good, they have been wiped out in the long river of years, a real peak silver fighter, it is estimated that as long as she wants, she can become the second-in-command under the captain of this position, as for the cultivation she reported to the outside world because of the ten children, this is unknown.

Regardless of the opposition of the old man behind him, Yang Zhenxi put one hand in his pocket here, lowered his head and snapped his fingers with his right hand with the previous steps, and stepped into this stage of pretending to belong to him in a more social attitude.

The old man didn't keep up, it was estimated that he was scared before, and there was a shadow in his heart, and he was not long away from the gate of the gate, and only Yang Jinxi's figure was moving forward between the two crowds in front of and behind, which was particularly conspicuous and eye-catching.

didn't pay attention to the group of people watching the play behind him, but the scene in front of him made him dumbfounded.

Yang Jianxi walked very slowly, so the speed was relatively slow, so he had not yet arrived, through the gap between the crowds, only to see that on the sand outside the gate, a bonfire provided enough sight for this performance,

An old woman covered in fine flesh, dressed in a three-point style, with an old man on her left hand and a right hand, still spitting blood on one side like garbage.

"Black Iron Peak?" Yang Jinxi muttered, and then listened sideways to the voice coming from in front of him.

"Yang Hong, you killed my brother, I can't spare you today. ”

"Old man Wang, don't be impulsive, this old woman is the pinnacle black iron fighter, you and I will join forces, and the prize will be five or five points. ”

After speaking, the two looked at each other and nodded, and rushed towards the muscular old woman, and the aura of the two Black Iron Ten Rank Fighters was unobstructed.

"Hey, old man Liu, what do you think, can that Wang Ji and Liu Gou be able to do that Yang Hong......?"

"Old Zhang is not dead, I estimate that the two of them can't kill that Yang Hong, and then wait for them to consume a wave, the two of us will definitely be able to press Yang Hong, the old woman, under our feet. ”......

"Old man Mu, yesterday I just stepped into the peak black iron fighter, this time you are not allowed to rob me, last time you owed me a favor, hehe, I recently heard that Yihong Courtyard opened a branch on the periphery of the wasteland, and the girl in Yihong Courtyard is called Niu'er." ”......

Yang Jinxi behind him looked at the group of twenty or thirty in front of him, it should be all the black iron fighters in the thirty posts, there are only about twenty black iron fighters in the posts of more than 100 people, and they are still black iron old men......

"Mrs. Yang, I'll help you, this No. 30 post wants to bully more people. ”

There was another explosion, and another black iron nine-stage of the twenty-ninth post joined the battlefield,

The old woman named Yang Hong is not only well-dressed, this figure is eye-catching, and her skills are indeed leveraged, it is estimated that she has been taken care of by the captain of the No. 29 post, her moves are not as chaotic as Wang Ji who is fighting with her, there is a certain connection between her fists and feet, it should be a fighting skill.

Sure enough, with Yang Hong's lean old woman, Wang Ji and Liu Gou were still on the side like throwing garbage, and life and death were unknown. The people present are all people who understand, and this Yang Hong is a bit strong.

Then the style of speech changed, and all kinds of complacent or confident voices that were noisy before all changed as someone shouted "She can fight", and it became the same tone, probably inseparable from the meaning "That, I still have urgent matters at home, I'll go first." ”

"Who else!"

Yang Hong stood on the sand with one foot on a corpse, the flames of the bonfire swaying, and in the cold wind that there was always there, the light reflected the flesh of a man who was more manly than a man outside her three-point clothes, and a roar shouted from her mouth, showing the posture of a victor.

"Sister Hong is domineering. Sister Hong is mighty. ”

A skeleton old man beside her sat upstairs and patted Yang Hong on the back, then walked forward and looked at the group of timid old men in front of Yang Jianxi and said, "Is there anything else to fight, if not, this challenge is our No. 29 post won." Including when he walked forward and said this, he should have wanted to hold his head high, and his spine should not allow him to appear in such a posture, so it was a little funny in his eyes.

I haven't heard a response for a long time, and the hunchback, who is supposed to play the role of a dog's leg, also blurted out a few mocking words proudly.

"Let's go, there's no way, that Yang Hong knows how to fight, but he can't beat it, and this time the reward is gone. ”......

"Phew! it's all Hao Meimei's stinky mother-in-law, everything good is given to those little fart children, in the end, these twenty-nine posts are riding on our heads to shit, and I don't see her baby-like little fart to wipe it. ”......

Seeing that the group in front of him began to turn around and retreat into the gate, responding to the dog's hunched inquiry with action, Yang Jinxi didn't have any extra movements, but lowered his head again, and his back spine was also slightly bent, motionless, and seemed even more dragged.

"Stinky boy, where are you from, don't get in the way. ”

"You can't hear me, get out of the way. ”

......

A similar unbearable scolding came into Yang Jianxi's ears with their retreating steps, Yang Jianxi lowered his head, looked at the face of the dark ground with a smile that was invisible to others, and raised his arms tremblingly, with a weak accent in the faint light of the flint handle they were holding: "I raise my hand, I have something to say." "It's like a primary school student.

After saying that, when they were still wondering about their inexplicable posture, there was always a feeling of being underbeaten, and they were considering whether to come forward and kick it away.

Yang Jianxi's raised left hand under the hammer, groping for something on the dark ground, seemed to have found something, slowly straightened up, and used the flint to mottled the light spots, everyone looked, Yang Jianxi's hand was a random sand stone, and then accompanied by Yang Jianxi's body leaning forward slightly, his hand was so casual that it was so ordinary that it couldn't be in the ordinary, for some reason it always attracted people to look at, like an inexplicable line pulling his head and couldn't resist following this stone that he was still out of.

It is indeed strangely tight, in the eyes of the old men, the stone thrown out by Yang Jinxi is like running in the air, slowly and even occasionally turning and pausing, as if he is thinking about something.

Slowly walked towards the old woman who was still shouting outside the gate.

Yang Hong also noticed this wonder in the mid-air in front of her, and before she could release her divine sense to perceive carefully, in an instant, she saw that the small stone in her eyes was so slow that it should have been easy to hold in her hand even if she stretched out her hand, exuding a terrifying coercion, with her invisible speed and irresistible momentum roaring, and life did not make any struggle to resist and dissipated with the orange of her eyebrows.

With Yang Hong, who had a victory smile on his face, he fell down and the old man with dog legs and hunchback, and the center of his eyebrows was also the same as Yang Hong, a hole the size of a stone.