"You, who are you?"

Seeing the strangeness of this guy at the door, Zhao Baye was shocked into a cold sweat at the moment, and at the same time kept the fear in his heart, and questioned Xie Lang inwardly.

"Want to know who I am?"

The corners of Xie Lang's mouth were crooked, he spit out the cigarette butt, and the moment it fell, his right hand bounced out.

"Huh!"

The cigarette butt glowing with sparks was flicked on the spot by Xie Lang, like a hidden weapon, and went straight to Zhao Baye's face.

Boom!

The next moment, the cigarette butt smashed into Zhao Baye's face with great accuracy.

As if he had been hit in the face by a hammer, he flew straight upside down, and his body slammed into the rolling iron door behind him.

No way.

The effect of a cigarette butt smashing a mallet?

What kind of person is this guy?

Handsome, handsome, incomparably handsome!

Xiuxiuxiu, I'm a turtle turtle, how can you be so good?

Several robbers at the scene looked shocked and almost frightened.

"Eighth Master, your acting skills are awesome!"

Seeing this, one of the little yellow-haired subordinates couldn't help laughing, and while going over to help Zhao Baye get up, he patted his ass and said, "Eighth Master, you must be afraid that we will show our feet, so the two of you acted in this scene together, the purpose is to make fun of us and relieve the tension in our hearts, right?"

Because that scene is so incredible!

Think of a cigarette butt and smashing a big living person, if it's a hammer, what if it's still a hammer?

The coffins of Newton and Einstein could not be suppressed.

"I'm teasing you, damn it, when is it, Lao Tzu is still in the mood to make you laugh??" Zhao Baye jumped up and pointed at the little yellow hair is big ear.

"Ah???isn't it??" Huang Mao covered his red and swollen face innocently, and his eyes turned to Xie Lang, his face full of confusion.

For a while, everyone in the audience opened their mouths wide and looked at Xie Lang.

An indescribable shock permeated everyone's hearts, and everyone couldn't help but look at the white bone mask on Xie Lang's face, and their pupils constricted.

"Since it's not... Is this guy that..."

Zhao Baye was completely dumbfounded, looking at Xie Lang as if he had seen a ghost, his body trembled!

He couldn't seem to believe it, and he couldn't take it.

A cigarette butt can smash such an astonishing force?

Can you imagine, what kind of explosive power is contained in this guy's thin body?

"Could it be that Your Excellency is..."Zhao Baye was about to say Xie Lang's nickname.

Immediately, under the expectant gaze of everyone, Xie Lang's face froze, the mask pushed upward, took out a cigarette again, put it in his mouth, lit it for himself with a match, and interrupted Zhao Baye's words when he opened his mouth, saying:

"That's right, you guessed right, I'm Ward Heaven Wisenmo Ramo Shuai Shuai Debu Yaode!"

Ward, Wiesenmo, Ramo, Shuai, Debu, Yaode?

Everyone: "???"

What's this name?

Haven't heard of it!

Could it be that this kid is a foreigner?

"Nima, I thought you were a masked man, scared Lao Tzu! Since it's not, I'm still afraid of your hammer. ”

"That's it, dressed like a dog, thinking you're wearing a mask of white bones, so you think you're a masked man? Brothers, go up and help the eighth master take revenge!"

Brother Huang Mao, who was slapped by the eighth master, immediately rushed over, raised his hand and smashed it at the bridge of Xie Lang's nose with a fist, only to hear a "bang".

The next moment.

The imaginary picture of Xie Lang's domineering side exposure not only did not appear, but Xie Lang was hit by a punch on the bridge of his nose, and suddenly his nose bleeded, and his body flew several meters away.

Huang Mao's eyes widened on the spot, looking at his fist, as if he couldn't believe it, "Eighth Master, have you seen it, my right fist is actually born with divine power, hahahaha, my unicorn arm is unlocked!"

Several other robbers were also speechless.

Originally, they were all gearing up on the sidelines, and they couldn't wait to perform in front of the eighth master, who knew that Brother Huang Mao would put down that guy with one punch.

Xie Lang was knocked down with a punch, if the live broadcast is started and the audience sees it, I don't know how many people's big teeth will laugh off.

This is too out of the box, right?

How many people are looking forward to Xie Lang falling from the sky, and then like a god possessing him, he will pack up a few robbers, and then pocket the gold, bah, of course, it is not ignorant to collect gold, hand it over to the police uncle, complete a wave of pretending to hide his merits and fame, and leave in style.

But this style of painting... It doesn't seem right.

is obviously spicy and handsome, why can't he escape, the law of three seconds?

"Ouch, ouch... ”

But what is even more surprising is that Xie Lang, this kid, is lying and rolling, foaming at the mouth.

Xie Lang's exaggerated acting skills must be given full marks, not even one less point!

Zhao Baye was stunned, he looked at Xie Lang lying on the ground blankly, and thought: Could it be that this kid was killed by a punch from his hands?

Oh my God, if this kid dies, I'm afraid the Donghai police won't be able to let him go.

I'm just a gold robber, if I'm caught, I'll be in prison for seven or eight or ten years at most, and I'll be a good man when I come out.

But if the robbery is combined with the crime of beating someone, it will be shot.

At this time, I saw Zhao Baye pointing at Xie Lang tremblingly, and asked Huang Mao, "...... What kind of kung fu did you practice, you shouldn't have killed him with one punch, right?"

Brother Huang Mao looked at Xie Lang blankly, "No, Eighth Master, I just haven't snapped for five years, and I've been using my right hand to fly the machine, is it possible... In just five years, I have such amazing arm strength??"

"Eighth Master, what should we do?" several of his subordinates wanted to cry without tears.

There's no way they're going to send Xie Lang to the doctor, right?

But if you don't go, leave this kid on the street, if he dies here tonight, if the Donghai police find out later, the consequences will be even more unimaginable.

They were just a bunch of robbers, not mad murderers.

"There's no way, now it's only going to be extinguished!"

In the end, money was greater than reason, and Zhao Baye said in a deep voice: "Anyway, we are all one death, since this kid doesn't have long eyes, he simply killed him and destroyed his body!"

"Destroying corpses??"

the groove.

Suddenly, Xie Lang, who was lying on the ground, immediately stood up and patted the dust on his body before everyone could react.

"Big brother, according to the script, shouldn't you just throw a few catties of gold at me, and then use it as my medical expenses, and then you will leave?"

"Hey, I've worked hard for this wave of acting skills in vain, and I originally wanted to earn some porcelain points! With the purpose of hello, me, and everyone, why don't you play your cards according to the routine?" Xie Lang sighed on the side.

Burst.

What the is going to do?

Several robbers in the audience saw Xie Lang standing up intact, and his eyes suddenly went dark, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

Nima, it turns out that this kid is a porcelain bumper party!

Dare to love him, he is risking his life to touch porcelain!