Yan Murong is really wronged, is this move obscene? It was indeed obscene, but at that time, he was pulling a person with one hand, and the other hand was knocking on the back of his head, both hands were busy, and it happened that the other gangster was about to retreat after smashing a stick on his companion's head, and there was a gap between his legs, so Yan Murong simply kicked him over.

The rules of the rivers and lakes? That's for the people of the rivers and lakes, Yan Murong is not from the rivers and lakes, so he doesn't care about the rules of the rivers and lakes - you are going to hit me with a stick, what if I kick your little brother?

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Yan Murong wiped the blood that had been knocked out by his companion and stuck to his hand on the shoulder of the one who was hurting, and then looked at Scar and Zheng Xiao, who was trembling against the wall like chaff, and asked-The smile on his face remained the same, and the smile was harmless to people and animals, as if nothing had happened just now.

But in Scar's and Zheng Xiao's eyes, his smile is the devil's smile - from the start to the end of the unlucky child holding his eggs and suffocating his face and falling down, it was only a dozen seconds before and after, what can he do in ten seconds? Even some of the earlier comrades have to move at least a point or two, right? You can't conquer a woman in more than ten seconds, even if you take money to smash it, but women don't have pleasure, and they can't scream twice if they want to-cooperate-but, Yan Murong succeeded, and he successfully conquered four men in more than ten seconds.

"I-" Scar tried to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he realized that his throat was stuck - he couldn't say anything in the face of the demon in front of him.

"Are you sick?" Yan Murong glanced at Scar, his body started again, and in the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of Scar, and one hand stretched out at the same time, grabbing Scar's shoulder.

Although Scar was afraid, at least he was the master who had fought and cut people, and after a short period of panic, he didn't care whether the action was good or not, and rolled directly to the side of a lazy donkey.

Yan Murong didn't expect that the other party would be able to dodge his grasp, and after being stunned for a moment, he turned around and kicked sideways at Scar's buttocks.

"Bang"

With a muffled sound, the footprints of a sneaker were instantly printed on Scar's buttocks, and the clear mud marks on the buttocks could even see the number forty-one.

Scar felt the pain in his buttocks, rolled on the ground a few times, and before he had time to cover his butt and scream twice, he jumped up, and then, then threw down the steel pipe in his hand and ran out of the alley.

Seeing that Scar ran away like this without righteousness, Zheng Xiao was angry and afraid, angry that Scar, the bastard, actually threw himself down and ran away, and he didn't even care about his brother lying on the ground. What I'm afraid of is that now there are only myself and the guy in front of me who laughs harmlessly and viciously with his hands.

Although the life of Jiuchi Meat Forest every day did not make Zheng Xiao fat into a pig, he was almost hollowed out by the wine. It takes a lot of effort to fight with a woman in bed, and there is no chance of winning a fight with Yan Murong, a sturdy man.

So, Zheng Xiao picked up a steel rod that fell under his feet, and after screaming to give himself courage, he thought about Yan Murong and rushed over.

It was getting closer, getting closer and closer, and suddenly, when Zheng Shuang was about to reach Yan Murong's eyes, the scholar Scar's action just now was just a lazy donkey rolling - yes, he now really wanted Yan Murong to kick his ass as well - it was better to kick him out of the alley, at least his butt hurt instead of his whole body.

The lazy donkey rolled and succeeded, Zheng Xiao was very excited, his first move had been successful.

"Kick me, kick me." He shouted desperately in his heart - as long as Yan Murong kicked over, he would be free.

However, God is like this, the more you expect something, the reality will never develop according to your ideas, so Zheng Xiao's begging God The old man didn't hear it - after he rolled on a lazy donkey, Yan Murong didn't kick him, but watched him roll awkwardly on the ground with a smile on his face, and then he took two steps back.

"Whew." After Zheng Xiao got up, he didn't feel the pain in his buttocks, and suddenly exhaled in surprise, and was about to run wildly, but when he looked up, he exclaimed in surprise.

Damn, didn't you get out of the way? - Why is this man still standing in front of him?

Zheng Xiao was shocked, but Yan Murong stretched out his hand and grabbed the collar of his clothes and lifted it over.

In terms of appearance, Zheng Xiao is a head taller than Yan Murong, and he is also stronger than Yan Murong, but this goods are mixed in the women's pile every day, and now even the bones are empty.

Of course, this is not to say that he is shrewd, but that his body has been hollowed out - the physical strength is only superficial.

"I—"

"Smack!"

Zheng Xiao's whole body was trembling, knowing that he couldn't run away from being beaten, he just wanted to beg for mercy, but he was slapped up by Yan Murong, and when he reached his throat, he was also suffocated by the pain on his face.

"Don't—"

"Smack!"

His face was scorching with pain, and he could clearly feel that the left side of his face was rapidly swollen, and then, as if two more teeth had been lost, he wanted to beg for mercy again, but the demon seemed to be addicted, and slapped him again.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

Yan Murong seemed to be addicted, as if the ugly face in front of him that had been swollen into a bun was Su Qingwu, opened the bow left and right, and after more than a dozen big mouths, Zheng Xiao was surprised to find that although his face hurt terribly, he was no longer conscious, but his consciousness was awake, and he couldn't faint if he wanted to.

"Zheng Wu's name is from you?" Yan Murong threw Zheng Xiao on the ground and asked with a smile on his face.

"Uhhh

"Huh? Don't want to say it yet? Yan Murong squatted down, slapped him again, and said viciously. Hurry up, or I'll pull your mouth full of teeth. ”

"Uhhh

"Smack!"

"Tell you to pretend to be a hero." Yan Murong said viciously while continuing to abuse.

"Poof."

After this slap, Zheng Xiao's mouth was mixed with blood and protruded a few teeth, and tears flowed down the eyes that had been swollen into a slit.

"Woooooooo

Zheng Xiao cried, crying extremely miserably.

This goddamn bastard - you have smoked people's mouths like this, and they have lost so many teeth, what do you want people to say?