Huang Xiaobei kicked in the air, and Lao Wei was directly kicked to the ground.

Before the poor old guard knew what was happening, he was kicked down by Huang Xiaobei, and just as he was about to say a word, two big feet stepped on him.

"Load! Fill me again! The little acting skills are good, mom has a reason you can play me twice, right? Why don't you say I'm stupid, where is your IQ so high! ”

"Hand over the antidote!"

Huang Xiaobei and Brother Maozi aimed at Weslin, who was lying on the ground and holding his head, and kicked hard, and the two angry brothers used their own actions to vividly interpret what it means to "If we don't kill you today, we will engrave the words on our faces!" feat.

A poor foreign devil, who almost couldn't get up after pooping just now, didn't think about it, just out of the toilet, he suffered a brutal punch and kick, and the angry Huang Xiaobei and the Maozi brothers almost sprinkled all the evil fire in their stomachs tonight on a poor foreign devil.

"You're still pretending to be with me, aren't you, it's quite similar to that women's pervert, you're learning one I'll see!"

Lao Wei was kicked by Huang Xiaobei and Brother Maozi and screamed miserably, and his face was covered with shoe prints.

"I'm still unreasonable, what am I pretending?!"

"Two big brothers, two big brothers, don't fight, don't fight, I won't be late for a meeting in the future!"

Huang Xiaobei became even more angry when he heard this, and held the shoulders of the Maozi brothers, Huang Xiaobei aimed at Weslin's head and kicked it again.

"Grandma, you bastard spy bites so tightly, you don't even want to tell the truth, Brother Maozi, you hold her down for me!"

Weslin, who had a blue nose and swollen face and was full of nosebleeds, was slammed to the ground by the Maozi brothers, and in the next second, Weslin, who was beaten up for unknown reasons, suddenly heard a burst of laughter accompanied by footsteps.

With a nosebleed on his face, he looked at Huang Xiaobei who was smiling at him with a look of fear.

watched Huang Xiaobei keep gearing up, and looked at Huang Xiaobei's eyes as if he was looking at chicken legs.

The old guard snorted his nosebleed, and his face was full of coldness.

"Huang, Huang Xiaobei, you, what do you want to do? I warn you not to go too far tonight, I, I'm late, but it's okay for you to beat me up for so long, you, stay away from me! ”

"Hey, hey, hey, hey."

Step by step towards Weslin, who was helpless and frightened, and his face was covered with nosebleeds, Huang Xiaobei's hands took on an extremely classic dragon claw hand posture.

Looking at Weslin, who was constantly struggling in front of him, and looking at Weslin's chest muscles full of explosive muscles, Huang Xiaobei's eyes were full of evil thoughts.

"Don't say yes, do you? Love acting, right? Lao Tzu will experience what it feels like to be a villain today! ”

At this time, Carl had obviously discovered something, but before he could pull Huang Xiaobei, he heard Huang Xiaobei let out a hungry wolf-like howl.

"Come on, hey, hey, hey!"

Huang Xiaobei rode directly on Weslin's waist, and grabbed Lao Wei's chest muscles heavily with both hands.

"Let you, the female spy, say that I'm stupid, and let you, the female spy, pretend to be an old guard, hahaha, I'm going to let you taste what is special today........ Hey? This pectoral muscle is so hard for hair, not soft at all? ”

Huang Xiaobei grabbed Weslin's chest muscles indiscriminately, constantly looking for the huge softness and wonderful taste in his palm before, but unfortunately, Huang Xiaobei grabbed it for a long time, except for the pimple meat or pimple meat.

The helpless eyes subconsciously met the handsome face full of tears and nosebleeds.

Huang Xiaobei silently stared at the old guard under his crotch, looked at him silently for a long time, and then snorted silently.

"That....... Why do you smell of smoke? I remember that foreign devil seemed to like to smoke a cigarette when he was in the big one. ”

"Smack."

Just then, Wesling dropped out of his pocket a photo, a photo of him and his girlfriend posing in front of Big Ben at the college.

Time, since this moment suddenly quiet.

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Looking at the photo of Weslin and his girlfriend on the ground, smelling Weslin's authentic masculine smell that couldn't be more authentic, plus the smell of cigarettes, Huang Xiaobei's hearts are complicated.

The expression on Brother Maozi's face widened, and he carefully threw away Wesling.

Carl pushed his sunglasses, coughed unnaturally, and gently left the scene of the crime.

Huang Xiaobei rode on Weslin's body, and the dragon claw hand grabbed Lao Wei's chest muscles fiercely, but the expression on his face was gloomy and bleak.

Weslin, who was covered with nosebleeds and tears in his eyes, looked blankly at Huang Xiaobei, who was riding on him and doing nonsense about his strong chest muscles.

It's hard to imagine that in the face of such an insult, Lao Wei didn't react excessively, didn't even scream, just lay on the ground in a daze, obviously, the brain has not recovered from the stimulation.

After about five seconds, Huang Xiaobei coughed lightly, and then silently let go of the hands that were gripping Wesling's chest muscles.

"This, this ......."

Seeing that Lao Wei's shirt was a little wrinkled, Huang Xiaobei thoughtfully helped Lao Wei tidy it up.

Slowly getting up from the old guard's body, Commissioner Huang held his right hand behind his back and coughed lightly.

"This, this old guard, you have to understand, what I am, in fact, is understandable. In addition, you'd better not talk about tonight's affairs, Lao Wei, how to say it, hehe, I don't know if you've heard of a special misunderstanding? ”

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Pitiful, helpless, frightened, desperate - the true portrayal of Lao Wei at this moment.

He didn't understand why, he just collapsed because of, and forgot to tell this group of people, and as a result, they pressed him to the ground and beat him violently?!

What exactly did he do wrong?

If you for a long time, should you be treated like this? Should he be ridden and bullied by that bastard of Huang Xiaobei?!

Looking at the nosebleeds and tears on Lao Wei's face, and then looking at the finger marks he left on his chest muscles, Huang Xiaobei looked at the sky with a humble heart, and said with the appearance of a philosopher.

"This, this life, sometimes it's like this, full of unknowns and surprises, Lao Wei, you should have learned a lot today, right? Well, how to say it, anyway, I think tonight's incident is still good, so that everyone has learned some lessons, and at the same time has learned a lot of life philosophy, especially Lao Wei, you, after experiencing tonight, your spiritual realm will definitely be greatly improved, then, then you are slowly improving, we still have some things, let's withdraw first. ”

When the words fell, Huang Xiaobei and the three of them fled the scene of the crime like a fly, leaving only Weslin, whose shirt was torn, his chest was bare, and there were a few finger marks on his strong chest muscles, like a girl from a good family who had been bullied, lying quietly on the floor tiles in front of the toilet.

Gazing at the crystal ceiling of the hotel, the old guard left a drop of crystal in the corner of his eye, plus two lines of nosebleeds.......

What exactly am I doing wrong?

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The sharp steel sword emitted a sharp light from the moonlight, and the slender samurai. The knife slashed down in the air, carrying several afterimages.

"Bang!" Tactical swords and samurai. The knives suddenly clashed, and there was a piercing sound of gold and iron clashing, followed by two equally sharp and cold gazes, which quickly collided in the air.

The sharpness of the eyes and the sharpness of the blade seem to be able to cut through space.

Holding long knives in their hands, they are like sharp blades in their palms, sharp and unstoppable, and can break gold and jade.

"Bang bang bang!" The piercing sound of sharp blades clashing once again sounded fiercely from the quiet world.

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The night is deep and silent, and everything is quiet.

On the empty road outside the hotel, two figures with knives collided as quickly as comets, and under one blow, the knife light shone and sparks splashed everywhere.

Under the terrifying collision, one of them subconsciously took half a step back, but what was waiting for him was the other party's more fierce slash! At this time, the person who had taken half a step back rolled on the spot, and while dodging again, he also drew another long knife behind his back.

In the next second, with the double knives in his hands, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and his momentum was also mentioned to the highest in an instant!

"Brush!" The ghostly figure rushed into the air, and the cold gaze carried the sharp knife momentum, slashing horizontally! The opponent met him with a sword, and in an instant, he exchanged blows, holding a samurai. The man with the knife almost flew sideways, and it took six steps back in a row to barely stabilize himself, and at the same time, his tiger mouth was also shocked by the man's double knives and trembled.

"Two-handed knives? Sure enough, it's a student of Sasayama's seniors. A faint voice of self-muttering sounded softly.

Slender Japanese samurai in hand. The knife was a black-robed man from the Demon Party, and the wide black robe covered his cheeks and figure, making it impossible to see his appearance clearly, and all he heard was the slightly stunned voice.

Although he heard that Chu Zifeng was good at using double knives, no one thought that the gap between his one-handed knife and his two-handed knife was so terrifying, it was simply incomparable!

What kind of monster did Sasayama Ribei teach?!

Hearing the opponent's words, Chu Zifeng, who was holding the double sword, frowned coldly, and said coldly, "What are you covering?" ”

The black-robed man suddenly raised his head, and in the next second, he was holding a Octavia warrior. With his sword, he rushed away again, as brave as a samurai in Edo.

Chu Zifeng didn't say anything more, and waved his knife to meet him, "Bang!" The sword flickered, and the sparks splashed down, only for the same cold, sharp gaze of the two of them.

They are not people who love to talk, and in their hearts, a long knife in their hands is worth a thousand words in the world.

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Bai Nen's little hands were clenched together, and Qianqian nervously watched the figure of her brother and the demon warrior fighting, and on the other side of the road, there were also two demon party black-robed people like herself, watching silently.

Qianqian looked at the hotel behind her with great concern, wondering how Carl and the others were doing now, and then turned her somewhat embarrassed gaze to her "bastard" brother.

Looking at the bastard brother and the black-robed man of the Demon Party who were fighting happily, especially the two black-robed people of the Demon Party who might attack at any time not far away, Qian Qian stomped her feet angrily.

Bastard bastard!

Violent Mania, Violent Maniac!!

Little Lori scolded angrily in her heart.

Obviously, you can't fight with the people of the Demon Party.,Obviously it's just teleporting out to dodge.,Why do you have to fight with him endlessly?!

Hmph, don't think I don't know, although those bastards of the demon party don't know why, they definitely don't dare to set foot in the hotel, so they have to find a way to lure us out.

But this bastard brother is too martial arts, right?!

Although he reacted quickly, he teleported out of the room with her as the white powder floated in front of him. Of course, Qianqian won't say anything thank you, in her opinion, it is a natural thing for the bastard brother to save himself, and this does not become a reason for him to fall into the trap of the demon party.

Thinking about the scene not long ago, and thinking about the bastard brother's extremely confident and extremely accurate stab, Qianqian became more and more suspicious that Chu Zifeng deliberately fell into the trap of the demon party, and Xiao Loli grinded her teeth more and more angrily.

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Fifteen minutes ago, when the round jar thrown by the fake Wesling was exploded by Andreev's punch, Chu Zifeng left the room with himself extremely quickly, avoiding the strange white powder that could seal their abilities from falling on them.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he appeared outside the hotel, the sword-wielding samurai of the demon party appeared behind him, and then the two of them took the knife and cut it together like now, and it took fifteen minutes.

This also caused Xiao Lori to be very suspicious now, suspecting that Chu Zifeng might have known in advance, or guessed that there was someone from the Demon Party outside the hotel, so he deliberately took her out and took the initiative to fall into the trap of the Demon Party!

Qianqian rolled her eyes cutely.

Because when the demon party warrior appeared, the bastard brother was not surprised at all, and stepped on the blade of the other party's sweeping sword, and then pulled out a knife and slashed directly at the opponent's neck!

Frowning at her own clever nose, Xiao Lori remembered that not long ago, the Demon Party warrior was almost beheaded by Chu Zifeng, and felt speechless and angry.

Obviously he was attacked by a sneak attack, but he almost slashed the sneak attack...... Hmph, violent maniac, violent maniac!