Chapter 161: A Little Storm (Part II)

"Big, my lord, that, that......" Scar Man snorted.

"If there's a fart, let it go!" the fat uncle coaxed and couldn't help but shout.

"Yes, Mu Qi, Mu Qi's kid has arrived. The scar man swallowed, thirsty.

"What?" With a bang, the cup on the table was lifted, and the fat uncle was suddenly surprised, and then shouted, "Okay, this kid is finally here!

Then, the fat uncle walked out, the scar man teased, looked at the round body, and followed.

"I don't know how Mu Qi drove to Xiaoyou, there is a loss of welcome, there is a loss of welcome!" the fat uncle laughed, slightly respectful.

"It doesn't matter. Mu Tianchen replied slowly.

"I don't know what happened to Mu Qi's little friend coming to my sad workshop?"

"Huh?" Mu Tianchen was stunned for a moment, and said impatiently, "Naturally, I will get paid for my own tasks." ”

The fat uncle's expression changed, and then he pretended to be respectful, and said, "Mission? When did the seventh prince of Mu take over the task in my sorrow workshop? ”

"So you don't want to give it?" Mu Tianchen's eyes lit up, and when he heard the clue of the words, he couldn't help frowning.

"Why give it to you!" The scar man on the side suddenly sneered quietly, thinking that no one would hear it, but he was shocked by Mu Tianchen's cold light, his face turned dark, and he immediately closed his mouth.

"So, even your dog doesn't want to give it to me?" Mu Tianchen sneered, his eyes flickering.

The fat uncle's expression changed, and he smiled wickedly for a while, and then he turned around and dropped a palm.

Smack-

A crisp sound sounded, and the scar man was slapped down, and the whole person was slapped out, spurting out a mouthful of old blood.

"How do you talk to your guests?!"

The uncle drank hard, as if a flame had risen in his eyes, and he was very angry at the scar man.

Then, he turned around, smiled again, complimented, and said: "How come? Mu Qi's reputation resounded throughout Bacheng, how could I not know the task that Mu Qi received? Since Mu Qi has completed the task, then please hand over that Chen Xue'er to the old man!"

"How can I trust you?" Mu Tianchen frowned, these two people were actually acting, and they were unwilling to take out the remuneration inside and outside the play.

"Mu Qi's little friends can be trusted, we are undoubtedly the people of the Sorrow Workshop, and we are indeed in charge of the remuneration of the task. The fat uncle smiled.

"The Liu family asked me to find Master Lei, I don't know which one of you is? If so, I will definitely hand it over. Mu Tianchen frowned again.

"Lord Lei?!" The fat uncle raised his eyebrows, thinking that the Liu family really had a heart, so that people couldn't take advantage of the loopholes, his eyes rolled, and then he said with a smile, "My lord, Lord Lei is busy, he told us to receive you." ”

"No, since Lord Lei is not here, I'll come back another day. Mu Tianchen sighed slightly and wanted to turn around and leave.

"Oh, isn't Mu Qi's little friend going to come into my house for a drink?!" the uncle raised his eyebrows, and said with an evil smile.

Mu Tianchen's eyes flashed, as if he felt a fluctuation of spiritual power, coming from the fat uncle, this is to rob!

"What do you mean?" Mu Tianchen's eyes darkened, and he directly indicated his words.

"It's not interesting, I just want you to hand over that Chen Xue'er, there's no need to hide it, we'll keep it for you." The fat uncle smiled secretly, his face disdainful.

"Why?" Mu Tianchen frowned and became vigilant.

"With this!"

At this time, the scar man shouted loudly, and then turned into a streamer and rushed out, blasting out with a punch, turning into a ray of cold light.

Mu Tianchen's eyes flashed, and his figure immediately turned sideways to dodge the punch.

"Boy, hand over that thing, and we'll claim the reward for you!"

Scar drank hard, took out a mace and swung it, the cold wind was howling, the black light was surging, and this person was a nine-fold cultivation of qi.

Mu Tianchen shook and dodged again, and then, he said in a deep voice, frowning, "I don't have time, don't mess with me." ”

"Boy, that move was blocked by you, let's take a look at my move again!"

The scar man ignored the words, but his body came out again, the cold light in his hand roared, and the mace flew.

Swish!

Mu Tianchen's figure moved again, this time he made a move, his expression moved, and he stretched out a finger in vain, carrying the mighty golden light.

The scarred man's pupils shrank, his face was shocked, and with a bang, his figure was immediately shocked and flew out.

"I said, I don't have time to toss with you here!" Mu Tianchen's body shook, turning into a streamer and wanting to fly away.

And yet, phew!

The fat uncle made a move, only to see that he probed with his big hand, turned into a gangfeng, and his divine light was shining, obviously his cultivation had reached the foundation building.

Mu Tianchen's eyes flashed, and he threw a punch from the side, and the wind was confused, condensing a huge storm, and instantly dissolving that big hand.

"I said, don't mess with me!" Mu Tianchen finally became angry, he screamed, and then turned into a golden wind and swept away.

The fat uncle sneered, slapped it away with his big hand, and teased: "Boy, what defeated Yang Hao is all fake...... Target. ”

Burst!

When the last word came out, his complexion suddenly changed, and he saw that Mu Tianchen's hand had reached out, and he grabbed him by the neck and lifted it up!

"Boy, let go of this seat, let go of this seat!" The fat uncle shouted, anger rose in his eyes, he had never suffered such a shame, and he was actually mentioned today, wouldn't it be a joke when this was spread.

The scar man froze and stepped back, scared away. How strong is this guy? Such a fat adult was lifted up by him.

There was a snap!

Mu Tianchen slapped his uncle hard, his mouth roared, and said, "Lao Tzu told you, don't mess with me!"

"Little guy, let go of this seat, otherwise this seat will make you die a bad death, and you will offend the deacon of the Sorrow Workshop!" The fat uncle's eyes were full of flames, and the two wanted to break free of Mu Tianchen's arms, but Mu Tianchen's arms were golden and powerful, and he tightened his neck tightly.

Bang Bang Bang!

"You dead fat man!" Mu Tianchen shouted angrily, his eyes were full of light, "You dead fat man can still be a deacon, it is simply a distortion of the reputation of the Sorrow Workshop!"

Bang Bang Bang!

A few more slaps fell, making a crisp sound in the air, and the fat uncle's face began to become even more bloated.

The applause kept ringing up, and the fat uncle kept shouting and threatening, but he was filmed more and more thoughtful, and in the end, he was confused......

"Boy, yes, you have the ability to let go of me, this seat, this seat will fight you for three hundred rounds. "The fat uncle had gold stars in his eyes, and his nose and face were swollen, which turned his head into a ball of flesh.

Boom!

Mu Tianchen shouted angrily, and with all his strength, he picked him up and threw him down from the void. Like a boulder falling, the ground is smashed out of a deep pit.

"Lao Tzu almost died, and you still want my payment?!" Mu Tianchen shouted angrily, bringing up rolling sound waves, his mouth bulging, and his face turned red.

"Boy, there is a kind, there is a kind of battle with this seat for three hundred rounds!" The fat uncle was furious, and he slowly crawled out, his eyes full of fire.

"Poofha......" Mu Tianchen burst out laughing, holding his stomach like a child, only to see that the fat uncle's head was completely swollen, like a ball of meat, his facial features were sunken in, and there were dozens of slap prints on his face.

"Boy, it's too much of a deception!"

The fat uncle roared, stepped into the air, lifted a stone axe, and chopped it off on the head.

Mu Tianchen's essence flashed, shifted sideways, the golden light in his palm was blazing, and he hit the stone axe, and then the stone was ejected, and he didn't even hurt a single hair.

Swish!

The fat uncle will split into a sweep, and the essence will be striking. With a bang, Mu Tianchen jumped up from the air and jumped on his stone axe, making a grinding sound.

Then, in a flash, he ran to the uncle's back, and with a flick of his heels, a shadow flashed, and he kicked the uncle in the head, and the uncle rushed forward from mid-air.

It took several stumbles for the fat uncle to gain a foothold, and then, he slashed backwards, flashing a cold light.

Mu Tianchen pushed out a finger, the golden light was shining, and Ruijin's breath was surging, and he immediately defused the attack, and then hit the uncle's stomach.

Kiss!

Like a stone falling on the tough water surface, a layer of ripples, the fat uncle has too much cortex, and he forcibly dissolves this finger, and his belly rolls.

"Oh?" Mu Tianchen was suspicious, a little wanted to laugh.

"Haha......" The fat uncle laughed innocently, like a spring breeze, "Boy, this seat has rough skin and thick meat, and your attack is ineffective against me." ”

"You're too fat, old man!" Mu Tianchen chuckled.

"Stinky boy, what are you talking about? Lao Tzu hates others to say that I am fat, take my life! Drink-" The fat uncle was angry, as if the heavens and the earth were shaking, and he stepped into the air, and his pace actually accelerated.

Like an obese pig roaring and running wildly in the sky, causing a smile, every attack of the fat uncle was resolved by him, which can be described as infuriating.

In the end, after several struggles, the fat uncle was finally mad and was about to make a trick, but he was stopped at this moment.

"Stop!"