"Yang Fenghuo, so you plan to draw your sword to help you today?" Zang Yanyu looked at Yang Fenghuo with a chuckle, the taste of provocation was quite strong, and he didn't seem to be afraid of what was in his mouth and this monster.

"Draw a knife to help" Yang Fenghuo muttered, looking at the female doll whose body trembled, he couldn't believe the girl who yearned for it under the spotless starry sky, the reality is always like this, first give you a beautiful vision, and then tear that vision to pieces.

Perhaps among the people present, Yang Fenghuo must be the one who wants to draw a sword to help the most, but from this Yang Fenghuo's point of view, he is the one who should not draw a knife to help, this kind of character who dares to love and hate, has long been unsuitable for the society that stands on the side of interests with this one.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and everyone held their breath, looking at what this Yang Fenghuo would do, whether it seemed like a crazy knife to help, or a matter of course.

Three people walking under the starry sky, saw the yurt far away and within reach, whether it was vicissitudes or decadence, the three of them looked at it from afar, perhaps their hearts were also rippling at this moment, but in this life of too much force, how could anyone appreciate the tiny things, only walking forward is the real long road of survival.

Zang Yanyu smiled, with a fearless expression, as if he was sure that Yang Fenghuo would not make a move here.

"Back then, I watched Yan die at the door of your old Tibetan house, I didn't make a move, which is the biggest regret of my life Yang Fenghuo, at that time, I could be blamed for being young and ignorant, but now if I watch you Tibetan people do this again, then there will really be no way to go, I'm afraid I will die, and when I go to hell, I will be beaten crippled by that old cripple." Yang Fenghuo raised his head and looked at the unobstructed starry sky, as if he was telling a very long story.

"She died at our doorstep back then, it was her own fault, my brother didn't have the ability to marry her, so he shouldn't provoke her, can he blame our collector?" Zang Yanyu snorted coldly, his face full of indifference.

Li Jackal rushed out, this man who has no yearning and only lives in memories has only one thing that he can't touch, that is the woman surnamed Yan, if anyone touches this thing, even if it is the king of heaven Laozi, he will shoot so without hesitation.

Zang Yanyu took a breath of cold air, looking at this murderous eyes, it seemed that there was also a trace of taboo in his heart, but it was just a trace of taboo, a face, just like Yang Fenghuo solved Tie Muzhen, directly threw out Li Jackal, who seemed to be overdrawn by one qiē, without giving Li Jackal a chance to stand up, he pulled Li Jackal out with a whip leg, a heavy fall and a whip leg, and the combination was like flowing water.

But the Tibetan Burning Jade didn't stay for a second, because another mad dog had already rushed up, it was Zhou Yanhua who was born with the figure of a practicing family, but before Zhou Yanhua could get close to the Tibetan Burning Jade, he was knocked out by Tie Muzhen, who suddenly entered the battle, maybe at this moment Zhou Yanhua only had this outrageous Tibetan Burning Jade in his eyes.

"Beacon Fire, where did you summon these two mad dogs, even if they bite people, they shouldn't bite me." Zang Yanyu beat the soil on his body, looked at the two people who got up again, there was a little more seriousness on his face, and the previous laziness disappeared.

Yang Fenghuo's face was calm, and he exhaled heavily: "If you don't want to die, don't make another move, even if you want to die, this guy is not a person worthy of your life, the person who owes your aunt's life is not him." ”

"Yan's disciple?" Zang Yanyu seemed to have figured out something, looked at the two people who were still murderous, and snapped his fingers: "Only that crazy woman can teach you a madman, but the beacon is right, if you want to play with your life and play with me, an outsider, it's not worth it." ”

I don't know who Li Wolf and Zhou Yanhua listened to, and the two finally stopped staring at the Zang Burning Jade murderously, but they didn't back down.

"Beacon fire, female doll, are you going to let or not to let today?" Zang Yanyu didn't pay attention to the two people who dared to fight him in Tibet, skipping these extremely old stories, and looked at Yang Feng with a solemn face.

Just as Yang Fenghuo was about to make some move, three men stepped into everyone's field of vision.

A lineup that is incomprehensible and a little laughable.

Standing in the middle is a completely mediocre young man, on the right is a great man with a great figure, and there is a young man who looks like an unusual gentleman.

These visitors with different purposes completely broke this hard-won silence.

Yang Fenghuo and Lei Zi stared at Zhao Kuangchao at the same time, this young man who has a lot of connections with them is also the purpose of their trip, but at this moment, Yang Fenghuo can't feel that this young man is a little hateful, only this kind of Yang Fenghuo and Lei Zi, who have been tumbling and crawling in this society for an unknown amount of time, will really understand how rare this kind of shameless hatefulness is.

"Is this going to be a convention?" Zang Yanyu put away the posture of fighting against Yang Fenghuo, and turned his head to Zhao Kuangran, a young man with an uncomfortable smell on his body.

Zhao Kuang's calm face was not pretending to be calm, even in front of him, there were too many people that he couldn't touch with his feet, a Tibetan Lu Zhen who couldn't see through, a murderous Tibetan Burning Jade, and the Yang Fenghuo who he had already learned the domineering in Beijing, but how could he have been moved?

Aside from these people who will make most of the world tremble when they move their bodies, what Zhao Kuangchao is looking at is just a calm child, a female doll with too many things in her eyes, Zhao Kuangchao knows what this child is waiting for, and his heart hurts like a knife, as if it has been torn apart.

Uncle Zhao buried his head deep in the ground, since Zhao Kuang came here, he knew something, and the taste in his heart was ten million times more painful than this injury.

And Zhun Ti, who knows everything about Qiē, lowers his head deeper.

Zhao Kuang was silent, just staring at the female doll blankly, walking forward step by step, ignoring the qiē beside him.

Tie Muzhen looked at Zhao Kuangchao, who had no one in his eyes, and wanted to step out, but was blocked by Zang Yanyu stretching out his hand.

Zang Yanyu shook his head, looking at Zhao Kuangchao, who had made this unexpected move, as if he wanted to see what this Zhao Kuangchao was going to do.

Zhao Kuang walked past Zang Lu Zhen, walked past Yang Fenghuo, walked over the dumbfounded Great Power and Second Power, walked past the Tibetan Burning Jade that people didn't dare to touch, and finally stopped beside the child who was trembling slightly, squatted down, squeezed out a strong smile on his face, anyone could see it, and whispered something to Guo Qinghe.

What is this Zhao Kuang's mess, let everyone present hold their breath, but they still can't hear this faint voice.

The choked child calmed down, as if Zhao Kuang had cast some magic, but something was lost in the child's eyes, and the brightness turned into a dim light, which made people feel distressed to look at, and they wanted to hold this child in their arms for a lifetime, but it was unrealistic.

"Do you want to make a move?" Lei Zisheng said, this guy who likes to knock pills, even if he is lazy in the face of Tibetan Burning Jade, is serious at this moment, looking at Zhao Kuangchao like staring at his prey.

Yang Fenghuo shook his head slightly, he didn't know what he was thinking, maybe he was wondering what Zhao Kuangran was thinking about this child.

"Beacon fire, there is no such shop after this village, don't forget what we are here to do, if we really let this place out, our guests may not be able to afford it." Reiko whispered, but had already begun to pull the pills out of his pocket.

"One qiē consequence, I will bear it, a child who has not offended anyone, how can it be better than our rotten lives combined, right?" Yang Fenghuo muttered.

"He is the one our master wants to kill." Daquan took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, and said beside Zang Yanyu, Zhao Kuangchao, this young man, he has a deep memory, if it wasn't for Sun Honglei stopping him last time, Daquan would have to kill Zhao Kuangchao no matter what the price is.

Zang Yanyu had no head, nor did he shake his head, as if waiting for something.

"Come with me."

Maybe no one heard what Zhao Kuangran said to this female doll, but this sentence was exceptionally clear.

At this moment, the Tibetan Burning Jade rushed out without warning, the Great Power and the Second Power only knew that this Tibetan Burning Jade was very strong, but they would never know how terrifying this Tibetan Burning Jade was, and the only ones who really understood the horror of the Tibetan Burning Jade were Zang Lu Zhen, Yang Fenghuo and Lei Zi who were present, just when the three of them thought that Zhao Kuang couldn't withstand the seemingly serious blow of the Tibetan Burning Jade.

The sound of a pair of old Beijing cloth shoes rubbing against the ground is particularly clear, and the parry is extremely simple, so it carries the fist of the collector's successor.

The atmosphere froze instantly, and everyone watched in amazement.

With a muffled sound of "bang", Zhao Kuangran had already been beaten out by another fist of Tibetan Burning Jade, this unsightly fist that often ravaged sandbags, how terrifying it would be to fall on people's bodies.

Zhao Kuangran was directly hit by this huge impact, and fell to the ground as if he had lost gravity, but before everyone could fully react, this guy seemed to be dead, and rushed out instantly, as if the heavy punch just now did not cause any damage to Zhao Kuangran.

Tibetan Burning Jade squinted slightly, looking at Zhao Kuangchao, who didn't seem to fall, rushed up again, that beast-like eyes, making Tibetan Burning Jade like the most spiritual animal in the whole of Tibet, the snow leopard.

"What a wolf coming down the mountain." Zang Lu Zhen's chapped lips moved, and his voice was extremely heavy.