Chapter 124: Violent Beating

Who is surprised, who is angry, and who is happy?

The voice cut through the strange silence, and the white-haired old man hurriedly covered the curious young man's mouth in a bit of confusion, and the horror on his face seemed to be dripping out. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Before the smug look of the black three could be hidden, the anger on the burning cheeks showed his feet, and he glared at the young man, with the intention of rushing up and devouring him alive.

The passers-by who were originally quietly enjoying Han Xian's drinking water sighed softly and sighed the evil breath in their chests, their conscience, and they could finally reluctantly go.

Although this was not issued by himself, but someone finally reminded him, and he could only blame the young man for not entering the world deeply, and he had to come to a sinister place alone.

Han Xian's water bowl was put down, and the child's words also rushed into his brain, but the hateful thing was that the heart didn't take it seriously, and thought it was really a child's talk.

Obviously, the black third knew that now was not the time to trouble that person, so he glanced at it, as if to say, "Old man, you wait, see that I don't kill you." ”

And the old man who was hugging the child could obviously taste the meaning in Hei San's gaze, he was already trembling a little, and cold sweat was crawling all over his cheeks.

These Han Xian didn't notice it, the smile on his face, the fire in his throat and eyes could be regarded as suppressed, and he hurriedly thanked the person in front of him: "Brother Hei, thank you." ”

At this time, the person's face was quite respectful, but those eyes often drifted to Han Xian's face unkindly. The fierce light is about to occupy his eyes.

If you look carefully at the group of big men, you will definitely be able to find that the expressions of the group of people have copied the appearance of Heisan, all of them are respectful and ruthless.

Han Xian looked up at the sun, as if he had been delayed for a long time, and at this time, he suddenly felt a little dizzy and rushed to his head, and his hand involuntarily helped him up, muttering in his heart: "The water in Qingxi Town, although sweet, is indeed a little better." ”

I couldn't stop smiling, because not only was I a little dizzy at this time, but the pounding heart was also hitting my eardrum at the moment.

How not to panic in the brain, but these are really unknown.

Han Xian's expression, these people in front of him could see it clearly, the curved spine before was now as straight as a javelin, and there was still a smile on his face.

But at this moment, it is full of sarcastic laughter at Han Xian, and there is also a lewd laugh at a happy life under him.

The black three swiped his mustache thinly, and smiled evilly, like a mouse that had stolen fat.

And at this moment, how dare the people on the street still stop, the peddler didn't even put away the stall and hurriedly ran to the back street, and those who drove the cart were the same, when the old man picked up the child and was about to run, there was already a big man blocking his way, obviously the villain was the wicked.

The old man still stood still, and sat down on the ground with a pop.

The black three glanced at it, sneered and floated back to Han Xian's body, the corners of his mouth slowly curled, Meng sweat medicine couldn't be better against such a son-in-law, and he forgot about it: "Pour also, pour also." ”

The group of big men either shouted silently or shouted, waiting for Han to fall into the dirt first.

But they had to wait a long time.

Han Xian held the gun in one hand and his forehead in the other, and his head was still shaking from time to time, with the intention of throwing out the vertigo in his mind, but the more he moved, the more dizzy it became.

The smugness on the face of the person who had been waiting for a long time had flashed a little impatience, because Han Xian's posture of holding his head with his hand had been in a position for a long time, and he didn't know how many times he had pronounced it.

But Han Xian still swayed left and right like that, but he didn't fall to the ground.

The sunspot was finally about to breathe a sigh of relief, because he found that Han Xian's eyes were closed, and he was still worried, so he hurriedly jumped up and shouted: "Pour also." ”

Sure enough, Han Xian's body staggered and retreated.

Burst~.

Hei San's expression froze, and everyone's expressions froze, because Han Xian, who was retreating backwards, did not fall to the ground, and the sound was indeed leaning on Yun Qi's body, and he didn't move for half a minute.

But in this way, they can be regarded as putting their hearts in their stomachs, and the black three took a few steps forward, probed in front of Han Xian, and really sniffed a few times like a mouse.

Ecstasy immediately covered his cheeks, and at this moment, the laughter that shattered the roof tiles exploded on the street, Hei San stretched out, and the pair of chicken claw-like fingers nodded at Han Xian's forehead, it seems that this kind of Han Xian still makes him a little uneasy, and they can only feel at ease when they fall into the dirt.

Is Han Xian really unconscious?

How could the phantom shadow close to him outside his eyelids not be detected, especially the disgusting smell, which made him even more unacceptable, and exhaled violently: "What are you doing?"

The black three was as if he had been struck by the thunder and lightning of the blue sun, his whole body was shocked, and he lay on the ground with a trembling sound under his feet, and cold sweat poured down his entire cheeks like beans.

Timidly, he secretly raised his eyes and looked at Han Xian, suddenly exhaled a long breath, and got up carefully: "Master." What happened to you. ”

Except for the sigh of the old man, the people around him didn't dare to breathe. They all looked at Han Xian cautiously.

Han Xian's eyes still didn't open, his hands were still supporting his head, and he said a little vaguely: "My head is a little dizzy, Brother Hei came forward to help me." ”

At this moment, the black three must be occupying his chest with a heartbeat, stepping on cautious steps and trembling his arms towards Han Xian.

The smell, the black shadow appeared in front of him, Hei San stretched out his hand to grab Han Xian's hand holding his forehead, is Han Xian really so young?

How can the hand be supported by others, before Hei San's hand was opened, Han Xian's hand was slashed into Hei San's face by a palm, and the black shadow in front of him was fiercely short, and it seemed that he had been slashed into the ground by himself.

How could the eyes still close, and suddenly open a few layers, and those surprised and fierce faces can be seen.

And when the black three took advantage of Han Xian's eyes to open his eyes and was confused, he rolled to the side and stood up.

How can the bad guys be so stupid, can't they still notice that Han Xian is a hard idea, a person who can't be put down by Meng and Han medicines, how can they touch it, and the gaze that often floats to Han Xian at that time takes over the brain and directly affects the body.

Although the black three was in pain, the fierceness on his face was not lacking at all, and as soon as he took it out of his arms, a knife appeared in his hand, and he said viciously: "You asked for it." ”

glanced at those big men, and slowly leaned towards Han Xian.

This person was really still timid, although Han Xian didn't move for half a minute as if he was unconscious, he still stopped, and motioned to the minions around him to lean towards Han Xian.

The man was already sweating on his skull, and he grabbed his knife and rushed forward.

The ending was sad, although the man was wielding a knife, but it was useless, and he was about to approach him, Han Xian's leg approached his chin one step ahead of his knife, and the kick was solid and strong, and his huge body was thrown up, and when he landed, several teeth must have been broken.

The young man hiding in his grandfather's arms was still curious, he exclaimed, and his grandfather trembled.

How can Hei San not be angry or frightened, and he is an outlaw Couldn t he be cleaned up by this person in front of him, his eyes glanced at Han Xian's package again, that is the rest of his life, how can he give up,.

As soon as his heart was horizontal, he called the miscellaneous fish to rush forward with a roar.

This person must be a master, he was the first to act, but somehow he fell last, and there is such a means of dodging at this distance, which is really admirable.

Will this person still faint at this moment, a group of people, Han Xian sneered at the corner of his mouth, and the spear stomped on the ground, and it was inserted into the soil with a bang, and the heat in his eyes was gloomy.

This clanging sound, how can these weak and crippled men who have been hollowed out by wine and meat hear, those miscellaneous fish trembled in their heads, and they almost stood on the spot.

The hand holding the knife in the black third was already in a cold sweat, how could he dare to hold out hope, he would die in the second half of his life, and a trembling voice sounded: "Go on." As he spoke, he was about to rush forward, but their miscellaneous fish hesitated and rushed up.

Han Xian should admire, there is such a mind at this time, and he should admire the courage of these minions. I admired them in my heart, but my fist would not pity them.

The shaking knife stabbed timidly into the cheek, and as soon as the head was tilted, the big fist followed, and the voice with cracked eyes Han Xian didn't have much interest in listening, and at this time, a cold wind was already blowing on his waist, and this time it was redundant to even hide, and with a flying kick, he told the person what a broken straw was.

Wait, Han Xian was not interested, his fist met those sluggish bodies on his own, no matter how much the body was shaking, Han Xian did not stingy with his strength.

A punch must be a cry that cracks the roof tiles.

One kick must be a heart-breaking scream.

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