"What!" The mustache's face was completely gloomy, "Okay! Since he said so, I also asked him to follow a dream, you go to him to write a war book, time, and place are up to him, I want to see how big waves his twenty or thirty people can make! ”

"Would you like to tell your brother first?" The subordinates tried to advise. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Bastard, we're all embarrassed now! If I grab land with this kind of guy who doesn't even have a name and ask my big brother to help, how will I mix with my mustache in the future! Let the brothers have a good rest, this time, we must not only win, but also win with dignity! The mustache opened a bottle of expensive wine, took a sip, and slammed it to the ground, "What kind of broken wine is this!" ”

In Levi's studio, many bald men looked at the letter on the table and said nothing, "Boss Levi, did those twenty scoundrels really go far away?" If you don't, you might as well let them go. They suggested, "I admit that they are not our opponents, but there are nearly 200 people under the mustache, and no matter how powerful our people are, there are only more than 30 of them, and they can't beat them at all." ”

"I kid you not, they really went to a very distant place." Levi really didn't lie, another world would not be far away?

"So what do we do?" The bald men are in a hurry, the last time they won by sneak attack, but this time the battle book clearly said that they fought in a dignified manner, not to mention whether this kind of combat power can be won by sneak attack, even if they can win, they don't want to lose this face.

"Well, this time it should be a tough battle, I won't force anyone to participate, so let's do it today." After saying that, he didn't wait for the bald men to reply, and left on his own.

"If I had known this, I wouldn't have thrown those people into the Demon Realm." Li Wei sighed deeply, this time, the most difficult thing is not to use these less than 30 people to defeat the 200 people on the opposite side, but to deal with the mustache's brother, if he loses the fight, he will not have a good end, if he wins, the mustache's brother will definitely use the police to deal with himself, no matter what, it is himself who suffers.

But this battle must be fought, he opened the map and calendar, looking for a time and place that was beneficial to his side, looking at it, Levi's eyes suddenly lit up, "Yes! Wouldn't it be good to use the pressure of public opinion so that the police can't take action? In this way, a plan slowly took shape in Levi's mind.

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Soon, the mustache received a reply from Levi.

"How dare he fight us?" The mustache was laughed at angrily, in his thinking, Levi, who only had twenty or thirty people under him, would run away even if he didn't admit defeat, but he didn't expect the man to agree, he thought that his subordinates were all iron-beaten? "Since he still can't figure it out, I'll help him think about it!" The mustache smiled fiercely and patted the deputy's shoulder, "I'll leave this matter to you, take everyone with you, let the other forces see, and what will happen if you work against us!" ”

"But Brother Beard." The deputy looked at the time and place chosen by Levi and frowned, "The time Levi chose happened to be a festival, and the location of the duel was next to the main street, and there would be thousands of people on that street, so do we really want to fight in this kind of place?" ”

"He just wants us to say no!" The mustache quickly got his own judgment, "As long as we refuse, he will say that it is us who dare not fight, and make our reputation stink, so, not to mention the festival, even the mayor's inspection, we will also clean up these despicable guys." He looked at the map himself, "Isn't there a ruined warehouse here?" We're waiting here, and we're going to catch all the hairless imps whenever we get the chance. ”

"But there are so many people, how do we start?" The deputy asked.

"Send someone to watch outside, once a bald man is left alone, catch him, I don't believe it, these guys will stick together all day long, someone has to go to the toilet or something." The mustache nodded, pleased with his idea.

"But ......," the deputy had something else to say.

"It's nothing, if the advantage is so obvious that you can't win, don't come back." The mustache shook off a sentence and returned to his room.

"Ugh." The deputy shook his head, he had a very ominous premonition.

The festival is coming soon, with all kinds of stalls on both sides of the street, and the shouts of each flavor are heard from time to time.

The originally deserted streets are crowded with people dressed in different clothes, and the joyful atmosphere flows slowly through the crowd, and on this day, people put aside their stress and unhappiness to spend this precious time with their families.

In the abandoned warehouse, more than 200 scoundrels in fancy clothes looked enviously at the crowd outside.

"That kid named Levi is so hateful, everyone else is celebrating the holidays, so we have to stay in this kind of place." A scoundrel complained.

"Yes, catch him for a while, and let him taste our awesomeness." The other scoundrel smirked.

"Then we have to catch him first!" The deputy stopped them, his hunch had always been accurate, and this time, he always felt that he would lose badly, "Until then, give me a little serious." ”

"Hey, you're thinking too much, 30 thugs soon? As long as we make a move, it's not a matter of minutes. This sentence was echoed by the vast majority of scoundrels.

"If only that were the case." The deputy shook his head.

At that moment, a cracking sound rang in my ears.

"What sound?" The deputy glanced around warily.

"I guess some brother accidentally broke the bottle while drinking." The scoundrels apparently didn't take it seriously.

But the sound of shattering sounded one after another.

Now, everyone knew that something was wrong, and the scoundrels put down their bottles and got up to search.

"What's that!" A scoundrel screamed loudly.

"What......" The scoundrels looked at the voice, unable to speak, a slimy, translucent thing, blocking the exit of the warehouse.

Someone shuddered and screamed and stepped back, but as soon as they turned around, they were dumbfounded, this jelly-like fellow had surrounded them.

"Don't panic!" The deputy ordered, and he picked up the stick, "Let's see if we can kill them first!" ”

The gangsters exchanged glances and pounced, but the stick hit it without hitting the target, and at the same time, Jelly crawled along the stick at great speed, and a scoundrel threw down the stick and ran away, so that a thug didn't have time to let go, and was touched by Jelly in his hand, and instantly wrapped in.

The scoundrels watched as his weapons and clothes dissolved and the caught scoundrels slowly sank into the rings inside the jelly.