Qin Shou's words were like a stone.

These little bastards are like a calm lake.

The stone fell into the lake, and one stone stirred up a thousand layers of Lang, and these little bastards couldn't bear it anymore, and all kinds of words rolled in.

"Beast, your kid's heart is too big, and if he wants to have a normal conversation with you, it seems that he wants you to recognize the reality first." Jiao Yuan's expression became even colder, and his words turned, and at the same time, Jiao Yuan waved his hand downward: "Brothers, give me a beating, give me a fat beating of this beast first, what's the matter, let's talk about it next!" ”

The voice was cold.

"Good Ratcha!"

These little bastards behind Jiao Yuan have long been unaccustomed to Qin Shou, and when they heard Jiao Yuan's order, what else did they say, and they almost agreed in unison.

Immediately afterwards, everyone threw off their pace, bypassed Jiao Yuan, and rushed towards Qin Shou in front fiercely like a Lang tide.

"Huh?!"

I have to say that these dozens of bastards ran and rushed together, and suddenly they looked like they really had such momentum.

Qin Shou's eyebrows raised slightly.

But that's about it.

After the I Ching cleansing, Qin Shou's current body is not covered, and even today's Chu Sheng can only make him wolf, but not make him feel pain.

"Since you are shameless, don't blame me for being unkind!"

An inexplicable aura suddenly rose in his heart, Qin Shou roared in a low voice, did not flinch at all, and took the initiative to meet it.

Hmph, sure enough, the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, even if I encounter such a situation in Jiao Yuan, I will definitely not be stupid to hit it, isn't this looking for death? It's just a lack of heart.

Witnessing Qin Shou's reaction, Jiao Yuan seemed to have seen Qin Shou being beaten to an inhuman shape.

Shaking his head slightly, the coldness on Jiao Yuan's face disappeared, replaced by a touch of pity. That's right, it's pity, at this moment, Jiao Yuan is feeling sad for Qin Shou, his head is not good, he is really sad.

The pity flashed away, and Jiao Yuan took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms.

doesn't look at the battle situation, in his eyes, Qin Shou has only one ending.

Jiao Yuan actually doesn't like smoking, but every time he encounters something like this, he can't help but take out a cigarette and take a few puffs.

Taking a deep breath, feeling the smoke circulate between his chest and lungs, Jiao Yuan subconsciously closed his eyes and carefully perceived it for a moment.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of violent flesh collision kept rising, listening to it in his ears, but Jiao Yuan didn't pay much attention to it, and smoked again and again. He has such a feeling in his heart, this feeling is probably the best enjoyment in this world, right?

"What's going on?"

"Damn!"

Suddenly, words of horror rushed out.

This voice doesn't seem to be Qin Shou's......

Listening to it, Jiao Yuan naturally had such a thought rising in his mind, and as soon as the thought turned, Jiao Yuan's expression turned and he quickly opened his eyes.

"This ......" raised his eyes, and Jiao Yuan's eyes immediately widened.

The big gulp opened slightly unconsciously, and the cigarette between his lips fell on its own, splashing a little spark on the hard earth.

At this time, follow his gaze again.

I saw that Qin Shou was like a tiger entering a flock, waving his big hands, or forming palms, or condensing fists.

Palm fan boxing!

Basically, none of the bastards can go on a round with him.

Moreover, even after Jiao Yuan's few breaths of smoking, there were already more than ten little bastards who thought they had been hit to the ground and kept rolling.

“……”

The look of horror on Jiao Yuan's face flashed, and then, a ruthless look naturally appeared on his face, without hesitation, the moment he reacted, Jiao Yuan said coldly: "Take the guy!" ”

These little bastards were originally a little surprised because of Qin Shou's bravery, and forgot that they had brought their guys.

Now reminded by Jiao Yuan, the little bastards suddenly reacted.

Needless to say, all of them reached into their arms.

In an instant, the steel pipes with strips of cloth wrapped around the handshake were suddenly taken out.

"Steel pipe?!" Qin Shou's movements froze slightly.

"Up!"

Jiaoyuan drank low.

The little bastard did not hesitate, waved the steel pipe in his hand, and slammed it up quickly.

"It's good to come!"

Qin Shou was not afraid at all, and continued to take the initiative to meet it.

There are no moves, and there are no moves to deal with these little bastards, Qin Shou stretched out his hand and grabbed a steel pipe that was slashing towards his head.

"Let go!" With a low shout, Qin Shou used his big hand hard, and the steel pipe was immediately snatched down.

Say it's late, then it's fast!

The little bastards around just rushed over, and without hesitation, they all shot at Qin Shou.

Without thinking too much, Qin Shou turned around slightly, waved his big hand, and shook his steel pipe for a week.

Boom!

In the sonorous sound, the steel pipes bombarded with the steel pipes.

On the empty, lonely hills.

The two figures kept flashing, one move and one style, the momentum was extraordinary, and between the two, there was a sound of air bursting.

Bang!

Suddenly, there was a loud thud.

A huge invisible force burst and spawned in the midst of it.

The two figures froze in unison, and then, they both retreated in the direction away from each other.

Suddenly.

The two figures came to a complete standstill.

At this time, it seemed that these two people were none other than the masked woman and the foreign beauty Philomena.

This battle made the faces of the two of them appear strangely delicate because of the upsurge of blood.

Whew!

Both of them were gasping for air, and the two mountains on Philomena's chest rose and fell in a tempting way. And look at this masked woman, the masked woman's chest is not inferior to Philomena.

"The peak of the E-level, it's really a bit of a doorway, it seems that this machine is still quite accurate!"

The masked woman's breath was the first to gasp and speak.

"Who the hell are you? Why do you want to fight me, I can feel that although you are hostile to me, you have no murderous intent towards me. Philomena took a breath slower and responded.

"You're just a whetstone, today you sharpen me first." The masked woman responded flatly, her voice still like an electronic synthesized voice, without the slightest emotion.

"Whetstone?!"

Philomena's expression froze completely.

She is very accomplished in Chinese and clearly knows the meaning of the whetstone.

"That's right!" The masked woman nodded.

"You're insulting me, insulting the noble blood." Philomena's face was filled with anger.

"The Bloodline, in my eyes, is just a bunch of mutated bats." The masked woman spoke lightly.

"Insult me, I'm going to kill you!" Philomena was furious.

At the moment, he no longer restrained his strength, the blood crystals in his chest surged, and a huge amount of blood energy rushed out of his body.

"Okay, good, you're finally going to use this power, great!"

The masked woman was not surprised, seeing this, she even showed a look of eagerness.

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