Chapter 9: Don't Threaten a Man

The red ghost stood in place stunned, and the figure of the rest of his life suddenly appeared in front of the red ghost, he snatched a stick from the red ghost's hand and smashed it on the red ghost's head, and with a bang, the stick broke in two. Zhao Pu scolded: "I'll fuck your mother." As he spoke, he slashed at Yu Sheng with a machete, and Yu Sheng's neck was crooked, and he kicked Zhao Pu in the stomach.

This is completely chaotic, those big men are about to rush up with machetes, Zhao Ruhao saw this situation, and rushed to the front of the rest of his life with a machete.

The red ghost touched the blood stains on his head, and smiled, "It's kind of interesting." He and Yu Sheng waved their hands at the same time to stop the scene of the imminent riot.

The red ghost's hands were covered in blood, and he snorted, "Little friend, impulsiveness is not a good thing. ”

Yu Sheng also laughed and said, "This stick is for Xiao Wu and my father, red ghost, I advise you, don't threaten a man's family and friends, then I will be inhuman." ”

The red ghost didn't speak and left with people, leaving a mess behind. What he didn't notice was that his car was followed by a man dressed in tatters, a man named Iron Maniac, who would be remembered for the rest of his life.

Yu's mother ran forward and hugged Yu Sheng, saying, "It's all because my mother is not good, and I let my son suffer." Yu's mother's tears flowed slightly.

Yu Sheng smiled: "Mom, it's okay." The bad guys were driven away. ”

Xiao Wu stood beside his mother and smirked, like no one, Xiao Wu's mother gave him a blank look, "Silly child." ”

Yu Sheng said to the crowd, "Thank you for coming to help, tomorrow I will slaughter pigs and sheep and feast the whole village." ”

Folks: "Who will help you, we just came out to make soy sauce." ”

The rest of his life was depressed, and he pulled his hair down one by one.

"Wasn't it all quite united just now?"

"Hah, the moon is quite round."

"It's time to go home after the soy sauce."

"By the way, the scourge for the rest of your life didn't harm your family today."

"Hey, what are you doing with that little king."

The villagers left piecemeal, and the rest of my life said in my heart, thank you, thank you.

Zhao Ruhao held the saber and said awkwardly: "The eyes of the masses are really bright." ”

Yu Sheng squinted, "You also make soy sauce." ”

"yes."

"I also formed a group to take my wife to play soy sauce."

Zhao Ruhao said with a smile: "Doesn't the circus acrobatic also need a ring of fire?" ”

Depressed for the rest of my life.

In the end, the crowd dispersed, and the hidden knife walked in front of Yu Sheng and said, "Tomorrow, you and Xiao Wu will come to my house." After speaking, he left with a huff, and Yu Shengleng said, "What are you dragging, dead old man." ”

The town of Hualou is a triumphant and decorating hall.

The red ghost's car had not yet stopped, a figure smashed on the car, the van was suddenly smashed into a big hole, and the front of the car hit the gate of Kai Ge, Zhao Hong pushed the car door and ran down in a panic, he looked at the smashed deformed van, a person lay on the car, grinning at him, Zhao Hong scolded "I grass, you dead madman." ”

That's right, the man who came was none other than the Iron Maniac. However, the iron madman at this moment did not shout, and stared at Zhao Hong with a pair of cold eyes. Zhao Hong's men took out steel pipe machetes and stepped forward to surround the van.

The red ghost was stared at by that gaze, what kind of eyes are they, I have been out for so many years, I have never seen such bloodthirsty eyes, those eyes are like knives, as if they can be carved into your flesh. He looked around at the little brother standing with a knife, holding back the chill in his heart, he shouted, "Sooner or later, I will go to Wangba Village to settle accounts with them, since you are here alone, let's start with you." ”

At this time, the iron madman gave people a very strange feeling, quiet, quiet and terrifying. He slowly jumped out of the car. The red ghost jumped back in fright, he knew very well in his heart that a person who could smash a car and deform it with his body, even if he was a madman, would definitely not be an ordinary madman.

But he can only bite the bullet at the moment, he has already confessed in Wangba Village, and now he is being intimidated by a madman, then his Zhao Hong's flag is really going to fall. No matter how high his martial arts are, he is afraid of kitchen knives, and Zhao Hong's confidence is that he is still standing with dozens of big men.

"Up, hack him to death for me." The red ghost really can't stand this weird atmosphere, he'll go crazy if he is so depressed.

"My name is Temorje." The hoarse voice of the iron madman came out of his throat. Zhao Hong was stunned for a moment, and then he saw a picture that he would never forget in his life.

Those big men who rushed towards Tie Mojie also gasped at the same time. "Bang." There was a shocking crash, and a large man with a machete stared blankly at his chest, where there was a bloody hole. Temoje's hand squeezed hard, grabbing his heart.

"Ugh." The big man screamed and went to Huangquan. Tie Mojie's hand tugged, he held a broken heart in his hand, "Blood, uh, it's been a long time since I've seen such bright blood." ”

He threw his heart into the red ghost's face and said, "Begin the feast of death." "Tiemojie's blood-red palms and gloomy murderous aura looked particularly terrifying.

When did the red ghost see such a scene, he was frightened, and he screamed and ran into the disco. The men under his command threw down their knives and ran into the discotheque, this kind of thing was beyond their understanding of human beings, and fear occupied everyone's hearts.

Tie Mojie threw the dead man up, bang, and suddenly smashed down a large piece, Tie Mojie's figure flashed out like a ghost, only to hear a sound like a firecracker, everyone covered the broken arm and wailed, and in an instant the entire triumphant song became a temple of hell.

Tie Mojie's eyes were cold, his blood was cold, and he patrolled the entire triumphant song like a god of death, as long as he caught up with him, without exception, all of them were broken arms.

Zhao Pu ran in a panic, he seemed to understand the true meaning of the sentence that some people in the rest of his life are something you can't afford to mess with. He is not human, Zhao Pu shouted in his heart.

"Hey, hey." Tie Mojie's voice sounded behind him, and Zhao Pu screamed in fright, and he couldn't raise the heart to resist at all. Tie Mojie grabbed his arm and tore it hard, and his whole arm was out of Zhao Pu's body. Tie Mojie laughed strangely, "Dare to force my brother like this, you, you deserve death." ”

Zhao Pu had a lot of snot and tears, and he cried, "Don't kill me, please don't kill me." ”

"From the moment you messed with my brother, your life was not yours."

Puff puff. After three consecutive sounds, Zhao Pu's limbs were torn off alive by Tie Mojie. Tie Mojie looked at Zhao Pu, who was only half of his body left, and sneered, "You won't die now, wait for ten minutes, and you will slowly enjoy the feast of death, ho." ”

Zhao Pu looked at Tie Mojie resentfully, and Tie Mojie said in his mouth, "There is another one, where is the other one?" ”

The smell of blood permeated the Triumph Hall, and Zhao Hong hid under the table, her body trembling.

Da-da-da-da. The sound at the top of the staircase reached his ears like a deadly magic sound.

"Oh, you're here." Temoje's voice rang out. Zhao Hong's mother was frightened, and she was incontinent.

Temojie dragged him out from under the table, and he asked gloomily, "How do you want to die?" ”

The Red Ghost screamed, "You let go of me, you madman. ”

Tie Mojie sneered, and then the old play was repeated, and one of the red ghost's arms was broken in response. Tie Mojie covered his nose and laughed weirdly.

The red ghost was already soulless at the moment, crying out: "Crazy, crazy, crazy. ”

Tie Mojie gently grabbed his other arm and said softly, "It won't hurt after a while." “

"Stop." A cheer came from inside the staircase. Tie Mojie didn't stop in his hand, and with another force, poof, the other arm of the red ghost was ripped off alive.

Blood spilled on Temoje's face, and he threw the red ghost to the ground, closing his eyes in pleasure.

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