"What festival?" Li Jiuzhen asked. [Ran^Text^Library] []

"It's not a festival, it's jaychou, the king of singers, ouch yes oh it's his mantra, you don't just want to imitate it." Ning Zimo explained seriously.

"Oh, can't his mantra be used by others?" Li Jiuzhen said strangely.

“…… It's not that it can't be used, it's just that it's not fun to follow the trend. ”

Cheng Zan, who is as powerful as an ox and less than 1.7 meters tall, is defeated and retreated, although he is engrossed in the fight, he still hears the conversation between Li Jiuzhen and Ning Zimo.

I'm fighting life and death here, and I'm actually talking about celebrity mantras over there?

Is there any reason for this?

Chengzan was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood, and he regretted it very much-

I knew that they were this kind of person, and I didn't meddle with things before.

Li Jiuzhen didn't take care of this person's fragile heart, and continued to chat by himself, and after learning the Chinese name of this singer king, he said very reproachfully: "You said it was him earlier, and I have also heard his songs." ”

As a hillbilly, he has never been interested in such things as English names, and of course he can't remember them.

The two had an in-depth discussion on some of the singer's songs and the usual gossip scandals, and they chatted hotly, but here, Chengzan continued to be beaten and hidden, not daring to confront each other head-on, which seemed extremely bitter.

"Ahh

Among them, Yang Ruochu, the only one who paid attention to the battle situation, suddenly exclaimed in surprise and covered his mouth nervously.

I saw that Cheng Zan couldn't dodge for a while, and after being punched in the face, his eyes were dark, and his eyes were in a trance.

The next moment, he was lifted on top of his head by the whole person.

"Brother Shan's might!"

"Shout!"

The subordinates at the head of the inch board cheered in unison, very excited.

"Haha!" Inch Bantou laughed loudly, and directly threw Chengzan to the ground.

"It's over." The Goryeo man named Seungzan looked desperate.

He really didn't expect that having a meal in such a beautiful place, not only was he surrounded by a group of people, but also the leader of this group of people would have such a powerful skill.

It's just a capsized boat in the gutter!

In the midst of the lightning and flint that fell to the ground, Chengzan knew that he had lost.

Being thrown to the ground with such a force, it is impossible for him to get up again, and he will definitely not have the strength to fight back.

Is it really going to be a leg?

"Huh?"

Cunbantou smiled stiffly, and looked at the scene in front of him in surprise.

Seungzan was also stunned, because he didn't feel the pain, and he didn't fall to the ground, but was caught.

Who picked you up?

He turned his head sharply and saw that Li Jiuzhen, who was originally chatting and farting with Ning Zimo, appeared here at some point, supporting himself with one hand, not moving at all.

"You-"

The bearer looked incredulous and opened his mouth to say something.

Li Jiuzhen threw him aside lightly and said, "Don't get in the way." Then he said to Cunbantou: "Have you played enough?" If you've had enough, you can roll. ”

"Hehe, I'm looking away." Cun Bantou smiled, a look of excitement appeared on his face, and he said with his hands on his hands, "It turns out that you are the master, come on, come on, fight with me for three hundred rounds!" ”

“…… You think you're filming, it's still 300 rounds, I don't think you can catch a single round. Li Jiuzhen shook his head and said.

"Rampant!" Cunbantou shouted angrily, stretched out his big hand, and pressed it towards Li Jiuzhen's face.

Li Jiuzhen continued to shake his head, and also stretched out his hand, grabbing his thumb at a faster speed.

Click!

The thumb of the inch board head turned over, and his face was distorted in pain.

"Wow!" He howled in pain and hurriedly attacked with his other hand.

He regretted it very much, why didn't he use his fist at the beginning, so that Li Jiuzhen wouldn't be able to catch his thumb.

So he clenched his other hand into a fist.

Li Jiuzhen turned his hand into a knife and cut at the joint of his wrist at once.

Click!

His wrist bones were broken!

His wrists are so thick and his bones are so hard, but under Li Jiuzhen's hands, he actually looks so fragile.

The pain made Cunbantou's whole body tremble, and his face was incredible.

He really couldn't figure out why Li Jiu was really able to cut his own bones?

How did he know that Li Jiuzhen, as a broken bone, was so familiar with human bones and joints that he couldn't be more familiar.

It doesn't take much effort at all, and with ingenuity, you can create such a scene.

This inch-in-head person is tall and big, and his strength is so great, and he is more born. His martial arts, in Li Jiuzhen's opinion, are just average.

This kind of person is still an ordinary person. An ordinary person, even a basketball player with a height of more than two meters, is still fragile in front of Li Jiuzhen.

Both hands were injured by Yan zhòng, and this inch of the board was also hard, gritting his teeth, he could still stretch out his feet to kick.

"You're really not giving up!" Li Jiuzhen laughed, and with a single step, the person reached the side of the head of the inch, and he also fluttered lightly, and the tips of his feet collided with the popliteal fossa behind his knees.

Bang!

Cunbantou knelt directly on one knee, his whole foot was paralyzed like an electric shock, and he had no strength to stand up again.

Li Jiuzhen pressed the back of his head with one hand and said, "Just a garbage like you, you also want to beat my sister's idea?" Don't think I didn't see you just look at my sister, and you didn't kowtow and admit your mistake? ”

He pressed down hard, and the strength of the inch head was completely unable to resist, so he forced his forehead against the floor and faced the direction of Li Qingge.

"Ahh He roared like a beast, struggling to straighten up, but he couldn't resist anything.

He finally realized that even with pure strength, he was far inferior to Li Jiuzhen.

No matter what aspect you are, you are a complete failure.

Chengzan rolled on the ground and stood up, all stunned.

He really didn't expect that the inch-in-and-out head that he couldn't fight against at all would be as weak as a child in front of Li Jiuzhen.

In such a comparison, what does he look like in front of Li Jiuzhen?

Infant?

"It's ridiculous, why do people need me to be nosy?" Cheng Zan only felt that this qiē was really too ironic.

Seeing that this Brother Shan was not only injured, but also so humiliated by Li Jiuzhen, these brothers of Brother Shan looked at each other one by one, and they didn't dare to rush up for a while.

It was really Li Jiuzhen's defeat of Cunbantou, which was too relaxed and comfortable, and suppressed them all.

It's true that there are many of them, and if they go together, they should be able to handle Li Jiuzhen.

But I don't have the guts!

They weren't united warriors, they were just a rabble.

Cunbantou also sadly realized this, and was pressed by Li Jiu Zhenqiang and kowtowed a few more times, his forehead was bleeding, and his face flowed, and he said loudly and aggrievedly: "I admit defeat, admit defeat!" I'm convinced! ”

Li Jiuzhen let him go and said to Li Qingge and the others, "Are you all full?" Let's go? ”

Although it was not the first time that Ning Zimo had seen Li Jiuzhen's ability, the scene in front of her still shocked her-

High martial arts is good, it's really enviable.

Yang Ruochu glanced at Li Qingge quietly, and also knew that with Li Qingge's strength to overturn the car, if she made a move, it was estimated that she would be killed with one punch.

They walked out together, and no one dared to stop them. Ning Zimo put the money on the counter.

Brother Chen, who reached out to touch Li Qingge before, did not go in because of his injury, but sat and waited in a car outside.

He originally thought that Li Qingge and the others would be unlucky, but when he saw them walking out unscathed, his head was a little short-circuited.

What's going on?

Li Qingge glanced at him with feeling, and then walked towards him.

Brother Chen's eyelids jumped, he had an ominous premonition, and hurriedly struggled to run.

With the support of the two of them, the head limped out, and was about to speak, when he saw Li Qingge grab one of Brother Chen's hands and twist it.

Click!

In this mournful scream, his hand was twisted three hundred and sixty degrees.

“…… Oh my God, I'm looking away again! ”

The head of the inch, along with the cadre, was all stunned.