Long Diewu's face quickly returned to calm, "The matter has come to this point, it's useless to talk about it, let's do it." ”

The dead fat man casually glanced at Long Diewu, then looked at Zhang He, and said with disdain, "Just you? As he spoke, the dead fat man swooped down on the dragon butterfly dance like a flying pig in the air.

"Get out of here." With a wild roar, the dead fat man raised his fist, which was bigger than a punching bag, mercilessly, and fiercely smashed into Long Diewu's head.

Long Butterfly Dance reacted very quickly, and immediately swung out his palms, grabbed the dead fat man's right wrist, and pulled it with a pull, pulling the fat man's body out of balance and heading straight for her.

Good! Zhang He couldn't help but praise the trick of the Dragon Butterfly Dance.

However, the dead fat man was domineering, and he didn't take the imbalance of his body shape seriously at all, but like a wild boar, he hit it violently, as if a heavy truck hit QQ, occupying an absolute advantage in body shape.

Long Diewu switched to his feet this time, his right foot was like electricity, and he kicked the fat belly of the dead fat man with a super-large lifebuoy. The domineering dead fat man directly ignored the kick of Long Butterfly Dance with all his might.

Depend on! Is that okay?

Just when Zhang He was speechless, the dead fat man fully demonstrated to him the super effect of the fat that had been accumulated after wasting countless grains. Long Butterfly Dance kicked with all his might, not only did not hurt the dead fat man, but was bounced back again and again under the effect of the dead fat man's pile of fat meat.

Nima, this dead fat man can't have both a protective shield and a cow fork body protection magic skill such as the Shenma Golden Bell Hood Iron Cloth Shirt, right? Looking at the Dragon Butterfly Dance, who was shocked by the anti-shock force and took five steps back again and again, before he could barely stabilize his figure, Zhang He couldn't help but think a little helplessly.

The Dragon Butterfly Dance finally went berserk, and suddenly there were two more daggers in his hands, and the blades of the daggers were still flashing with a blue cold light.

It is said that the most poisonous woman's heart, it seems to be true. Looking at the dagger that was obviously quenched with poison, Zhang He couldn't help but think a little speechlessly.

As soon as the dagger came out, the dead fat man finally stopped being so arrogant, and his round fat face like a big-faced cat quietly attached a dignified color, but it was only a faint touch.

"Dragon Butterfly Dance, do you think you can kill Lao Tzu in this way?" The dead fat man was still full of spirit, staring at the dragon butterfly dance, and said with disdain on his face.

"Why don't you try it?" Long Butterfly Dance said coldly.

The dead fat man nodded noncommittally and said, "Lao Tzu was about to try." ”

Under Zhang He's intently gaze, the dead fat man immediately took out a pair of rubber gloves from his trouser pocket, slowly and methodically, and put them on his fat bear paws unhurriedly.

"Tianshan Snow Silk Gloves." Long Butterfly Dance seemed to know these gloves, and her face suddenly became ugly.

"Yes, it's a glove made of pure Tianshan snow silk." The dead fat man replied with some smugness.

Nima, why is it becoming more and more like a martial arts movie? Even the snow silkworms in the Tianshan Mountains ran out? Zhang He couldn't help but take a closer look at the rotten plastic gloves in the hands of the dead fat man.

It is undeniable that if you look closely, there is still a little difference between these rotten plastic gloves and the rotten rubber gloves picked up by waste pickers.

First of all, it's not as smooth as rotten rubber gloves; Secondly, although the stitches are as fine as rubber gloves pressed by a machine, if you look closely, you can still see traces of weaving.

The gloves were so thin that you could faintly see the skin on the fat bear's paws of the dead fat man.

Could it be that just such a broken thing can be used as a sharp dagger in the hands of the Dragon Butterfly Dance?

Just when Zhang He was wondering, the dead fat man rushed forward with the anger of Wang Ba.

The dragon butterfly danced with both hands, and the dagger in his hand drew two tricky arcs, one hit the navel of the dead fat man, and the other stabbed the dead fat man's right leg mercilessly.

That's a good trick! Looking at the dragon butterfly dance that bent over to attack, Zhang He couldn't help but give her a thumbs up. Dead fatty, I don't believe it, you have grown like this, and you can still be so flexible in the next game.

It's a pity that Zhang He only guessed the beginning, not the end.

The dead fat man's lower plate is indeed not so flexible, and the speed of bending is indeed not so fast, but the fat man also has the advantage of the fat man, that is, the rolling speed is far faster than the thin man.

Under Zhang He's intently gaze, the dead fat man used an ugly donkey rolling posture to turn his round body into a fast-tumbling football, and crashed directly into the dragon butterfly dance from the ground.

Is that okay? Zhang He was speechless for a moment. But the dragon butterfly dance didn't dare to despise the invincible Hot Wheels of the dead fat man at all, and in the rapid tumbling of the dead fat man, he was constantly retreated.

Forehead!

Zhang He, who had never seen such a strange battle situation, couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Fortunately, the Dragon Butterfly Dance finally fought back in time.

The dragon butterfly dance that jumped high instantly swept past the dead fat man's rapidly tumbling body, and at the moment when it crossed the sky above the dead fat man, the small waist of the dragon butterfly dance suddenly twisted, and with a completely unrealistic action, he pounced straight down, and the dagger in his hand was like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, viciously inserting it into the back of the dead fat man.

Hurry up, it's almost there!

Seeing that Zhang He, who could succeed in the Dragon Butterfly Dance, couldn't help but feel anxious for her, however, just when the dagger was about to cut through the dead fat man's clothes and was ready to finish the work, the dead fat man turned into a posture of facing the sky on his back like a king who turned over.

The dead fat man struck again, and it was surprisingly fast.

In the blink of an eye, the dagger of the Dragon Butterfly Dance had fallen straight down, and it seemed that it could be stabbed into the circle of fat on the dead fat belly, but at this moment of lightning, the dead fat man's hands had already grabbed the dagger in the hand of the Dragon Butterfly Dance, "Withdraw your hand." With a furious shout, the dead fat man grabbed the dagger of the dragon butterfly dance and kicked out his fat legs, which were similar to those of the elephant.

Long Butterfly Dance's reaction was extremely fast, and at the moment when the fat leg of the dead fat man kicked out, she suddenly exerted her strength, using the dagger as the fulcrum, and stood upside down, successfully avoiding the violent blow of the dead fat man.

In addition to the benefits of being fat, there is also great strength.

The dead fat man, who was still clutching the dagger, actually stood up to his astonishing weight and the weight of the dragon butterfly dance, and used a somewhat funny carp to stiffen it and jumped up directly.

The face-to-face battle for daggers evolved into a contest of strength in the blink of an eye. In this regard, the proud Dragon Butterfly Dance is obviously not the opponent of the dead fat man.

The dead fat man twisted his arms and snatched the dagger from Long Butterfly Dance's hand.

"Dragon Butterfly Dance, what else do you think you can do to fight me?" The dead fat man triumphantly glanced at the poisonous dagger in his hand, and then threw the poisonous dagger, which could threaten him, into the sea.

Forehead! This idiot is really a madman, if it were my brother, he would definitely use this poisonous dagger to repay the other with his own way.

Under Zhang He's shocked gaze, countless dead fish floated on the calm sea.

It's really poisonous!

Things have developed to this point, which is completely beyond the control of Dragon Butterfly Dance, and it is also beyond Zhang He's expectations.

Nima, it seems that Goggar has made an appearance in advance.

Just when Long Diewu's face was cold and ready to launch another useless attack, Zhang He rushed forward with an arrow step, "When fighting, women stand aside. Zhang He stopped between the Dragon Butterfly Dance and the dead fat man, and said with a full sense of domineering.

"Zhang He, be careful." Long Butterfly Dance, who had already learned the power of Zhang He's terrifying combat instinct, was a little helpless, a little concerned, and a little sweet, and then obediently stepped aside, leaving all the opportunities for performance to Zhang He.

Zhang He didn't get distracted to take care of the dragon butterfly dance, but stared at the dead fat man with a ridiculous face, and said angrily, "Hey, dead fat man, let's fight." ”

"Boy, you're looking for death." Although this dead fat man was indeed very fat, he was ridiculed by Zhang He in front of him, but he immediately became angry.

"Hey, so you don't like people calling you fat?" Zhang He glanced at the frightened big belly of the dead fat man with great interest, and said with a playful face, "Then why don't you call your old sow?" As far as your belly is concerned, only an old sow that is pregnant with seventeen or eighteen piglets can fight with you. ”

The dead fat man was completely angry, "Boy, you are looking for death." ”

With a furious shout, the dead fat man immediately crashed into Zhang He like a tank.

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