"Yo, what's the matter, and a little temper?"

Tang Sheng's words fell, and the red-robed young man frowned, and his palm rose and fell slowly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info was inexplicably slapped in the face and insulted by the downhill tiger's eyes were blood-red, this time he saw the right time, and his arms slammed up, blocking accurately. Just as the corners of his mouth appeared with a smile and a hideous look, a dark shadow flashed from the side, and his other face was tilted by a loud twitch in vain. The downhill tiger maintained a crooked angle, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he blinked a little cutely.

"Innocent!"

The red-robed young man's left hand was raised high again, and his right hand was desperately controlled by the other party before, and his left hand took advantage of his unpreparedness to hit the latter's right cheek lightly: "You young people are too naïve and too taken for granted. How complicated society is, people's hearts are unpredictable, and you don't understand that people have two faces?! …… Young man, young man, it is up to people to make things happen, and you are not a director, no one will follow your script, what are you doing so arrogantly. ”

This man said this, forcibly reprimanding the middle-aged Xiashan Tiger in an elder manner. There was a pause, as if to give time to digest his words. Griffith is tall and slender, pretending to be forced at this time, with his back to everyone, and in the spotlight, there is a special charm and beauty. Then in the next second, in that slender back, the man's hands were raised high without warning, just like his unpredictable temper and nonsensical speech.

Bang, bang, bang......

The loud and crisp slap filled people's eardrums in an instant, and the red-robed young man who called himself Xue Yijie stood in front of Xiashan Hu, and hit the other party's cheeks with both hands left and right.

This downhill tiger, who has always been known for its hunger and ferocity, was crumbling by this wind-like slap, and the trajectory and strength of the other party's slap were simply ridiculously strong, just like some kind of upper-level palm technique, which was unguardable!

His face and nose were bleeding, his hair was scattered, his waist was hunched, and his body was like a small tree in a storm, deflected to the left and right by the force of the slap.

“……”

The whole hall can be heard, the first impression left by Tang Sheng of the previous mountain tiger is too strong, ten minutes ago, this person single-handedly easily overturned the so-called "white sparrow mouth" Duan Huanli, "golden-eyed steel lion" Wu Huaiyuan, "Qiankun knife in hand" Wuchang, "Pan Tiandiao" Chen Jinghong, hall master Xiao Wanti and "Qianye Ling" and other top names on the road. Each of these people is a hungry wolf and tiger on the road, and the smell of blood perennial perennial on their bodies is a huge shock and shock to the senses caused by being picked up in an instant.

And Tang Sheng's methods are also fierce and cruel, and the methods are even more mysterious, it seems that they can be repelled in the air, such as ghosts and gods belong to the category of human beings who cannot resist. Even the old man Kong of the Qing court gang could only lie at the feet of the other party and wag his tail and beg for mercy at this time.

But such a person, two or three minutes ago, was still flying and domineering, looking like Lao Tzu was the best in the world, and he looked domineering and soaring. At this time, there was no power to resist, and the nosebleeds, teeth and saliva were scattered in the air.

"This, how can it be ......"

Kira clutched his stomach and leaned his upper body against the wall, panting, gradually relieving his breath, but his body was still boiling because of the previous outbreak. But his eyes looked ahead, from his point of view. The man from the White Tiger Hall, known as the Tiger of the Lower Mountain, was already stunned, and his hands were stiffly rested beside his face, trying to resist the slaps that kept coming.

Bang Bang ......

But those slaps came too quickly and too quickly, and they almost left an afterimage, giving people the feeling that they couldn't be prevented from a storm. Tang Sheng swayed left and right in this storm, and his thin body looked like a poor little sapling, extremely lonely. He used his hands and abilities to block a blow, and almost at the same time, the other side of his face was knocked to the side with a 'bang', and before the person could react, the face was hit back. From that point of view, Mr. Tang Sheng, the tiger who went down the mountain, was like a small young tree rooted in the land, and was pulled over by a passing bear child with bared teeth and no resistance.

"You, you, you're going to die......"

At one point, a voice full of great emotions came out. The air came with a thick temperature and repulsion, and at Tang Sheng's location, knives and forks, flower pots, fruit bowls, glasses cases, toothpicks used to insert fruits, etc., were automatically windless, and they burst out violently.

"Huh?" The man who called himself Xue Yijie seemed to feel something, and paused at this time, and a rain-like mess shot at him, he raised his palm and gently swept away a few sharp debris such as knives and forks, toothpicks, etc., and his body twisted, easily avoiding this sudden attack. But the person was a little 'frightened', unhappy, and pursed his mouth in amazement, and then the slap sound sounded crisp and dense again, and his expression was indignant: ", scare me ......"

In the next fifteen minutes, the descending tigers of the White Tiger Hall spent their lives in the sound of humiliation. The man resisted once in vain, and never had a chance to activate it again, and every time he tried to gather his strength, he was easily scattered by the man's chaotic slap. It wasn't until he was beaten into a pig's head, his cheeks were swollen with blood red, and his eyes were swollen into two small steamed buns, only squinting into a line, that Griffith spat in disgust, knocked down with a sweeping leg, and then fell to the ground with a roundabout kick.

The slap, sweep the legs, and roundabout kicks were used against Kira when Tang Sheng was pretending to be forced before, and the posture was handsome and explosive, and the effect was praised, Griffith stole the teacher and used it, and was discovered by the keen Kira, and he was moved to think that someone specially supported him.

Cut, self-inflicted sentimentality is not.

"Ho-ho, ho-......" said that when Mr. Tang Sheng, the downhill tiger who had been slapped for almost 20 minutes in a row, was kicked away, he had already entered less qi and more qi out, and was almost in the dying stage of confusion. If Griffith hadn't held him when he slapped him before, this thing would have fallen a long time ago, and it would have been the turn of the big demon to kick and play handsome.

"How's that, convincing or not?!" The big demon glared and asked the hall master of the White Tiger Hall who was lying on the ground and swelled into a pig's head, 'domineering', full of ferocity.

Tang Sheng naturally wouldn't reply in this state now, and the big demon bullied him again, so he was stunned for a while, clapped his hands, and looked around: "Is there anyone else who is not convinced?" A flock of turtles! ”

After a farce, Griffith directly or indirectly solved the threat of the White Tiger Hall to the Qing court gang, and after pretending to be forced, he pulled Old Man Kong up and returned to the Taishi chair. At this moment, there was a buzz and a low, bewildered exclamation in the hall. The man frowned and slowly turned his face, his face was serious and neat, and he showed a righteous spirit that made people's faces twitch: "Art comes from life, don't always think about making big news......"

The big demon's face turned pale, and his gaze swept over the people in the hall, and after a few seconds, the voice in the hall became quieter. Griffith's face grew cold, and he clenched his fists and said nothing.

For these gangs in front of them, many of them knew about the small actions that Baihutang had made to the black mask in private, and some were familiar with the inside story, and some were hesitant to choose to wait and see when they were invited to the 'anti-black alliance', and they all showed deep thoughts at this time. Everyone has a bright scale in their hearts, and this outrageous guy in front of him who is 'crazy' and strong, he didn't come sooner or later, but the White Tiger Hall came to pretend to be forced, so he chose to make a move, and he couldn't help but think of the black mask that has made the whole island rumor in recent months, and the color of the talk has changed! The terrible young man on the stage before kept talking about art, saying that the status of the protagonist and the supporting role was a problem, that life was like a play, that the supporting role was too arrogant, and if he had ambition, he would have no fun, and the protruding nails would have to be beaten back. On the surface, it is talking about the matter between Kira and Tang Sheng, but in fact, what is alluding to is not the ruthless ridicule and declaration of the protagonist of the island in the underground world, Black Kamen, to the restless little brothers and foreign forces below - ho! You poor slings, what are you making a fuss about?!

But this kind of thinking is a bit too bizarre, these people are still subconsciously refusing, just one person has suppressed the situation, so they think how the energy of the black mask can be so big, 'It's too exaggerated, it's a coincidence, it's impossible'.

However, more people, who don't know the depth of the inner story, just watched a nonsensical drama as an audience, but the situation of the melon-eating masses at this time is dazed and at a loss, some people look from the center of the hall or even the back row, the expression on their faces seems to have a question mark in capital letters. At this moment, Griffith's gaze swept over the audience again, his finger stretched out flatly, the expression on his face was flat and indifferent, he pointed to the leaders of the large and small gangs in the hall, and spoke in a tone that was not big or small: "Fool! ”

The voice was not high, but the word fool exploded in the quiet hall, and there were people with unclear heads but hot personalities, so they were indignant and grunted dissatisfied, and the fingers pinching the table were bruised. But considering the combat power of this mysterious person before and what he did after his appearance, he didn't dare to jump out to provoke after all, but the whispered broken thoughts and insults were like mosquitoes and flies on the side of the trash can in summer.

After a sentence, Griffith didn't care about the reaction of the old gang leader who was in full of status, he found a Taishi chair, sat down with a golden knife, and faced everyone alone: "What, this is no temper?" ”

The leader of the Qing court, who was knocked to the ground and helped to sit down before, glanced around at everyone in the field, sighed deeply, and stood up tremblingly. He still had some blood stains on his face, and the old man's mood at this time was also extremely complicated for these so-called 'relatives and friends' in the hall who stood by and stood by and watched the Qing Gang fall into trouble.

"Thank you Mr. for saving your life, my Qing court will help you remember Mr. 's great kindness! Today's matter, if there is no gentleman's righteous help, I am afraid that my Qing court will be removed from the island today! Mr. Kong Kai walked over with a table as he walked, his face was a little complicated, and he stubbornly waved at the red-robed young man. The latter sat on the bench, waved his hand, and reached out to support the old man with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Kong's words are serious, who on the road does not know that Mr. Kong, you are loyal and courageous, and you are a model for my generation. Where morality is high, if the sea god needle is fixed, it cannot be shaken, and it is like a clear stream, which makes Xiaosheng admire.

If anyone plots against Mr. Kong or the Qing court, we will not agree. From ancient times to the alternation of emperors, to the change of families, every change in the current situation is always accompanied by the rise and fall of similar people...... This time, the old gentleman won the bet. ”

The red-robed man spoke like this, with a clear and widowed voice. The old man surnamed Kong of the Qing court looked at him and subconsciously frowned, he seemed to be thinking about the thoughts implied in these words.

"Ahh Arrogant!! You don't know anything, you don't understand at all, bet wins, bet wins?! Haha, ahh

Junior, I know who you are, I know who you sent, you are finished, arrogant and ignorant people. I tell you with great mercy that you are finished, the black mask is finished, and all are finished...... Count the time, our men have already demolished your headquarters, and you have nowhere to hide - lost dogs!! Next, the entire underground world of the island is your enemy, haha, the lost dog, the lost dog......"

The red-robed man sat with a golden sword, his eyes looked over calmly, and he waited for the other party to finish laughing wildly. He turned his head without being salty and continued to speak to the old man surnamed Kong: "...... For the losses of the Qing court, we will send someone to compensate. There probably won't be much financial support, and to be honest, the organization isn't very well-off. But after this time, I believe that there will be a lot of vacant land, and when the time comes, Master Kong can pick a piece of fertilizer, which can be regarded as compensation......"

As he was talking about this, on the edge of the wall, it had been beaten into a pig's head, and the downhill tiger that had managed to keep it fresh was still clamoring. The red-robed young man's arms made a sound in vain at this time, it was the sound of the ringtone of the mobile phone, and someone was calling him.

"Hey, oh, Liang Tai, what's the matter...... Eun, I know, you can handle it yourself...... Ah, what's it, I'm here at Fujiang Restaurant, so close?! Are you coming over, something, okay, I'll wait for you for a while. ”

Griffith held the phone and squeaked for a while, his dark eyes turned, and from time to time he glanced at Tang Sheng, the descending tiger who had been beaten into a pig's head. The man who was infanted out of his front teeth and back molars by an ear scraper, and his face was swollen into a lump by this gaze, and his body shrank involuntarily, and he subconsciously felt that something bad was about to happen.