Chapter 636: The Dragon Chief is Jealous! (2)
Mo Jiu looked at everything in front of him in a daze, shocked.
Nima!
Big brother, when are you coming, you have to come at this time?
This man's jealousy is like the water of the Yellow River!
Mo Jiu immediately took two steps back, touched his nose awkwardly, and glanced at Les with pity, uh, cough, uncle, you ask for more blessings!
Rice's attitude towards Mo Jiu's stay out of the way was stimulated.
Damn, daughter, don't bring such a pair of dads!
But he didn't have time to complain about anything, because Long Qingtian's fist had already reached the tip of his nose.
Les immediately took two steps back, the speed and strength were just right, dodging Long Qingtian's punch, and then Les was short, and a spiral leg swept towards Long Qingtian's waist!
"Oh, big brother, be careful!"
Mo Jiu screamed.
Leston, I don't feel even more bad in my heart!
Damn, when Dad was almost beaten by this stinky boy, you didn't speak, and at this time you actually opened your mouth to remind him!
This stinky boy is obviously the first place in the shijie ranking!
Why!
Why!
Rice's inner activities were extremely rich, and after Long Qingtian quickly dodged Rice's attack, the two were just two meters apart, Rice's resentful little eyes made Mo Jiu smile even more, took a step back, waved his hand and said: "I won't speak, I won't speak, but uncle, you have to be careful of my brother, my brother is the first!" ”
The tone is one and there is a sense of honor.
Rice:......
Long Qingtian: ......
A cold look glanced over, Mo Jiu obediently closed his mouth, and Long Qingtian looked at the man in front of him seriously again.
"Who the hell are you?" The sound of magnetic sinking was mixed with coldness.
Last time, Long Qingtian had told Les that he would find out who he was.
But later, Long Qingtian attacked the secret systems of many countries, but he couldn't find any identity that matched his face!
It was the first time that he had encountered such a situation as the head of the Wolf Tooth Special Operations Military Region!
Les's demeanor is still elegant, and he and Long Qingtian are one white and one dark green, and there is a sense of beauty in the confrontation.
Mo Jiu only drooled when he watched from the side.
Uncle Mei PK Dragon Chief, who wins and who loses?
"Didn't you say you found out who I was on your own?" Les spoke defiantly, with a hint of mockery in his tone.
Stinky boy, I'm still a little younger, fight with me, it's too tender!
Long Qingtian's face was dark, and when he heard this, he didn't say a word and stepped forward again!
Les pursed his lips, glanced at Mo Jiu helplessly, and followed with Long Qingtian's fist wind.
The two of them fought together in an instant.
Dragon Qingtian's fighting jishu is purely a contest of liliang!
Beauty, every move is full of liliang beauty.
His movements are domineering and arrogant.
Rice, on the other hand, is skillful, and his movements are pleasing to the eye, and the two have fought together for more than a dozen rounds, and they are not separated from each other!
"Big brother, come on, hit him with your fist!"
Mo Jiu's eyes are full of peach blossoms, the eldest brother is too handsome!
Les snorted twice, and Mo Jiu immediately smiled awkwardly, "Oh, uncle, you have to come on!" ”
Long Qingtian had a cold face, "You shut up for me!" ”
"I'll say one more word to zuihou, you all come on! Fight, fight, fight! ”
After saying this, Mo Jiu immediately made a zipper movement on his mouth, indicating that he would shut up.