Outside the antique city, inside the Wrangler. The two sides fought fiercely, and the chess game was constantly evolving, and with Qiu Han's killing move "White Horse Present", this game ushered in a complete end.

"It's time to go in, isn't it?" asked the madman.

"Well, let's go! ”

Qiu Han got out of the car with the madman and walked to Qiangzi's shop, and saw from a distance that the front door was already full of people at this time, so it was not lively.

"Everybody, let's go, let's go!" the madman shouted, and in a few moments the two of them crowded to the door.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I heard a very discordant voice: "What's wrong with me beating you? What's wrong with beating you? Aren't you from the TV station? You shoot me? Come on, shoot me, shoot me!" This person shook the ID in his hand while shouting, obviously this ID should be the Jiangcheng live broadcast staff, and he was detained in his hand when he showed his identity.

The live broadcast staff is still professional, although two colleagues are arguing with them, there are still colleagues who are filming, and they have not flinched because of such gangsterism.

"Who are you? Gathering a crowd here to affect the normal work of the news media, who gave you the right to dare to beat people? You are breaking the law, do you know?" One of the colleagues said in a very loud voice.

Qiu Han frowned, his eyes looked in the direction of the store, just in time to meet Buji's gaze, Han nodded gesturely.

"Breaking the law?haha, what kind of law did I break the law, isn't it that your colleague accidentally slapped me with his face?

"Oh, Brother Zoro, what a shame you said!" Bu Er took over the conversation after getting Qiu Han's signal.

"Brother Zoro" saw that it was Xiao Misan, who was still cowardly just now, and dared to fight with him in front of so many people, his face immediately became unsightly, and he was furious: "Who are you talking about, little lady?" After speaking, he glared at his pair of triangular eyes.

"Who is the little lady asking? Who am I scolding?" Bu Er looked cynical, looking second-rate, and completely devoid of the breath of a soldier.

"The little lady is asking you!" This "Brother Zorro" doesn't look more than one meter eight or nine, but his brain is not very good, and when he finished speaking, he saw that everyone laughed, and then he felt that there was something wrong with his words. However, he didn't seem to find out what the problem was, and asked the little brother next to him in a low voice, and the little brother told him: "Your words admit that you are raised by a little mother!"

"You're spicy, I'll kill him!" "Brother Zorro" roared, and the three younger brothers approached Bu Er's body one after another.

Qiu Han turned a blind eye to this, and felt that this pair of whites was so familiar, and asked the madman next to him: "Why does it sound so familiar?" The madman smiled: "I'm embarrassed to ask, I took them all on horseback!"

Qiu Han smiled and said nothing, his eyes were fixed on what "Brother Zoro", and he suddenly felt a surge in his stomach and wanted to vomit.

"Oops!"

"Oops!" "Oops!" "Oops!" A series of "oops" sounds, except that the first one and the last three tones were completely different.

The first "oops" was shouted by Qiu Han, he really felt that "Brother Zorro" was unappetizing, ruining the image, ruining the classics, and suddenly his stomach was a little uncomfortable.

But the three voices in the back are indeed the little brother of "Brother Zorro", who is close to the second body, and he has not had time to wave his posture and pose or something, he comes and goes faster. Then the three of them had fallen to the ground, shrunk into a ball, and their mouths continued to let out painful cries after "oops".

"Oops!" Xiao Er's skills seemed to be growing again, and the madman also sighed lively. I don't know if it's herd mentality or what's wrong, after the continuous "oops", many people in the crowd of onlookers also issued this interjection, and the scene became really a little oops for a while.

The movement was too loud, and I don't know who actually shouted with a loudspeaker: "Talk about Brother Shenqiang, free martial arts live broadcast!" Nima is okay now, Qiu Han and the madman glanced at each other, shook their heads, and couldn't cry or laugh. I saw that many people were attracted to it, and Nima never thought it was a big deal to see the excitement.

The little brother who fell to the ground in an instant aroused the complete anger of "Brother Zorro", only to see him glaring angrily, his face was hideous, his hands were clenched into fists, and the muscles of his body swelled.

Bu Er Piao gave him a look of contempt: "I'm angry, little lady raised, come here, I promise not to kill you!" After speaking, Bu Er hooked his finger.

Is it tolerable or unbearable!" Brother Zorro's speed is very fast, and the distance is not far away, and he is in front of Bu Er's eyes in the blink of an eye, and the fist he picked up is also enlarged a little bit in Bu Er's eyes. It's just that this little bit of amplification is terrible slow for Step Er, Step Two has been standing without any signs of moving, and the crowd of onlookers suddenly let out a "oops" cry again, feeling that this kid is scared, is he ready to stand and be beaten?

Only Qiu Han knew in his heart that as long as you give this kid a stage, he will definitely give you the best play, every one.

Seeing the fist getting closer and closer, "Brother Zorro" showed a sinister and victorious smile on his face, he knew the explosive power of his own fist, and he knew how powerful it was.

But, hey, people who are overly conceited often die of self-righteousness. In the next second, "Brother Zorro"'s fist seemed to be firmly clamped by an iron tong, and he couldn't move half a minute at all, and in the blink of an eye, a powerful slap was slapped on his obscene face, and a crisp sound of "snap" came.

His body was crooked, and this power allowed his muscles to be strong, and his burly body could not withstand it, and his body fell to one side. But the body that had just tilted was dragged back by a huge force, and then there was a crisp sound and remembered: "Bang!"

The two slaps were intimate on one side of the face, and "Brother Zorro's" face was already red and swollen, and bright red blood was already spilling from the corners of his mouth. He only felt that the sky was spinning, and there were already countless "birds" circling in his head.

"Brother Zoro, oops, you accidentally slapped me in the face? Ouch, it hurts, and can you call that name?" said Bu Er and picked up the slap of his right hand again, ready to slap it hard.

"Stop!" a deep voice sounded from behind Ayuji, and his right hand was clenched tightly.