Chapter 360: Ethan's Big Cap
On the streets of Aragon, more businesses have opened these days.
Interestingly, most people are used to the riots of the previous months and are less sensitive to the "good again" explosion. Most people should eat and drink, and those who survive don't bother to think about why they are alive because they are still hungry.
Earning money runs through human society and knows no borders.
With such a good geographical location as Aragon, many people would rather risk being bitten off by a demon beast than make it easier to copy here.
A few days ago, for fear of attracting demon beasts, this sudden opening of the throat and a mouthful of old phlegm almost choked a sugar gourd seller to death.
"Click......
"Phew!"
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"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
"I'm sorry! I'll pull your eyes out! Do you know who I am!"
"I'm sorry uncle! I'm really sorry! I have no eyes! You can spare me!"
"Spare you? Bullshit! Spare you, how can Yan San'er gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes!"
"Oh yes! Don't lift my stall! Oh yes! My sugar gourd! Oh! My family of five is eating at this deal! I'm fighting with you!"
"You're fighting me! I'm beating you!"
"Help! Murder!"
"I'm beating you lightly, you call again, believe it or not, I can kill you with one punch!"
"Don't beat me! Don't beat me! Please, uncle, I know it's wrong! Kill someone! Uncle, spare your life, uncle! I have an eighty-year-old mother! I have two children! Uncle oil! If I fight again, I will really be killed!"
Many people gathered around and watched, in our Aragon, the two men singled out this kind of thing, as long as no one died, no one would care about it in the government.
"Stop!"
"Huh?" the beating man turned his head, and everyone looked at the strong man who beat the person, with pointed eyebrows and ears, a high nose bridge and a pointed chin shell, cheekbones as if they had been filed with a file, the outline was angular and angular, the shoulders were draped in floral cloth, and the long cotton pants on the lower body were laced, "Who! Who is not afraid of death dares to take care of the uncle's affairs!"
"I!" One person came out of the crowd, dressed in a samurai short fight, his whole body was tight, and the onlookers looked at him, he was quite a young man, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a smooth figure.
The young man walked a few steps to the beater, and everyone couldn't help but sweat for the uneven young man, and when they saw that he was a few numbers lower than the sasser beater, he was not as tall as anyone else, and the beater turned around and looked down at him: "Don't be nosy, you little white face." β
"You wear cotton pants in the spring, why are you stupid?" The young man was not afraid to say, "Shouting that we are here to do business, you have two martial arts copies, why are you bullying the poor? Believe it or not, I also bullied you!"
The crowd listened, "Oh, these two know each other. If you hold it down, you won't be able to fight. β
Listen to it again, no, what kind of frame is this?
"There's a kind of you coming to slap your little white face!" threw the handful of sugar gourd sellers across the street.
"**** dead diaper!" the young man stomped on the ground with his right foot and plucked onions on dry land.
The two of them "rub!"
disappeared from view.
The sugar gourd seller who was beaten just now was stunned for a long time. "Oh, hell!" and ran away as he crawled around and cleaned up the stall.
It is estimated that he will never dare to spit again in his life.
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"Fighting each other on the road, the boys have grown their skills. The mad lion rubbed his palms, followed by a cotton trouser and a handsome young man, who were respectively pressed to the ground by their master Shi Jin and Yan Shun: "Why don't you continue to fight?"
"I just can't get used to this dead diaper bully!"
"Who bullies people! Did you see the sputum that sells sugar gourds and spits out my cotton pants!"
"Then you're going to beat someone? You beat a **** in a temple, and you almost didn't beat anyone to death! You narrow-minded diaper!"
"! Crazy boss! Did you see it! This little white face is unreasonable! He is clearly taking revenge for personal gain, and taking the opportunity to slander me! Who am I going to kill? I am teaching the sugar gourd seller not to spit! I can blow him to death by blowing my breath!"
"Shit! I see you in dead diapers getting more and more energetic!"
"! Crazy boss! You send a kitchen knife! I'll kill this little white face! Since I won the inner game, I won him, and the time he saw me didn't disgust me!
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"You have to find a leader for them, otherwise you won't catch the assassins, and your own people will be hacked to death first. The mad lion looked at the two old fellows.
The two of them also thought the same way.
Shi Jin smiled bitterly: "The two of them are still stopping, when the boys are here, you can please." β
The mad lion is one head and two big, he began to regret that he was impulsive at the beginning, and gathered the young masters of the whole association together, all of them are young and vigorous powder kegs, and no one is convinced by the fierce chivalry, "Who is in charge of the head?" He was worried, there was originally a best candidate, Wild Grass, Legend, and everyone respected him.
"It's really not good...... Yan Shun held back, "That second-in-command, promoted to the first level, no one can hold the kamikaze." β
"Is this kid his own person?" Shi Jin: "It's too self-generated." His immediate commander was attacked and almost didn't die. That day, Lao Shi and I went to arrest someone, and we actually found him visiting the kiln!"
"......" Mad Lion: "I just want ...... I may take this opportunity to take his heart away. In the future, the association will work hard. β
"Alas, there is no shadow of the kamikaze. "Shi Jin sells a face to Lao Jun's artifact" I really want to slaughter him with a knife and take the treasure over. β
The mad lion pouted: "Who says it's not." β
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"The top priority is...... It's ......" has been deserted for a long time, and there is no follow-up.
"Cut!" the nickname is Shi Dalong, "Fool!"
"I heard about you," the handsome young man called Yan San'er, the temporary commander-in-chief of the Nanda Battalion, is the turn of you to shout three and four here!"
Ridiculous face red, he regretted playing freely, he should follow the original text written by Little Peony, and leave after memorizing.
"What's the top priority?" A woman, Chen Xiaoxiao, the eldest daughter of Chen Da, the Tiger King of the Jumping Stream, practiced Xingyi Boxing, especially with a trick that pierced the heart and roared the tiger, and the prestige spread far and wide, "You two have eaten guns and medicine, and you still don't let people talk?"
Agaric looked at him gratefully, and continued: "The first priority is to clear the ......"
"Those who are in name are not worthy to speak. Chen Xiaoxiao interjected violently, choking so stunned that his face turned green.
"Look at his bear-like, does he have the momentum of the Aragonese masters?" Deng Lili, the proud protΓ©gΓ© of the rabbit king Deng Chun, is so good that she is called a one-word cloud probe, and her tricks are the same as the pot that this sister can't open when she speaks: "Why do you think that only the kamikaze is Aragon's?
"Forget the wild grass. "Niu'er, the third son of the Bull Demon King, the iron knee and beard are his second senior brother, "What kind of thing is this kid? He pretended that his diaphragm should tremble, and as if he were careless, he bent his knee and fell to the ground.
"Touch!" A broken brick splashed on Ara's face, startling Araku and shrinking his neck.
"Hahaha!" the twelve temples laughed as they had a common language.
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