Zhang Jin was lying comfortably on the recliner, smoking the celestial vanilla in his mouth, listening to the fierce audio version of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms with the theme of sharing the spoils, and he was in a happy mood and wanted to hum a little song and twist his butt twice.

Looking at the leisurely Zhang Jin after provoking the dispute, Ye Hong and He Qingqian couldn't help but say in unison:

"You're so bad!"

Ye Hong, who was sitting on the recliner at the waist of Zhang Jin, had her eyes rolling and her face full of admiration. This little girl is also a tricky lover;

He Qingqian, who was sitting on the low stool next to Zhang Jin, glanced at Zhang Jin, covered his mouth and chuckled. Although she is reluctant to provoke right and wrong, she admires Zhang Jin's methods;

Just when Zhang Jin was with Ye Hong and He Qing, it was when the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, which was competing for a share of fine wine, was being staged......

Ding Dong――

The doorbell rang.

The four people negotiating over there seemed to be very selfless, very involved in the noise, and had no intention of sharing the worries of the master and going into the small building to answer the doorbell intercom.

Ye Hong had no choice but to give Zhang Jin a very provocative glance after a buttocks attack as a reminder, and then got up lazily and entered the small building. Doing what the hostess was supposed to do - answering the doorbell!

…………

This sudden guest in the afternoon was Wu He, whom Zhang Jin called a little black face.

After Old Man Liu left, the little black-faced Wu He, who was very chess idiot, still came to Haiwozi Village almost every afternoon.

It's just that unlike the previous old man Liu who fought hand in hand, Wu He returned to the tragic era of fighting against Zhang Jin's atrocities alone.

Almost every day, three games of chess, whether it is Go or chess, are killed by Zhang Jin and can't wait to scratch his head and hit the wall.

Zhang Jin, this guy is too bad. In order to relieve the boredom of the little black face, when relying on one-on-one, the strength of up to several levels toppled the advantage, and he played chess tricks.

Those who are good at fighting have no great merit type of trapping; bitter hatred and deep abuse; the three-light policy of devils entering the village; ……

If ordinary people were abused like this, they would have no confidence to return to the chessboard.

But the resilience of this little black face is really commendable, and the psychological quality is even more superb, even if it is **** by Zhang Jin every time, it is still defeated repeatedly.

That strength is definitely more hob meat than hob meat.

Fear. Even if you look at the M world of the whole shijie, you can rank quite high.

Zhang Jin's evaluation of the little black face is: Masochistic, all of them are happy!

In the past few days, Zhang Jin has been gathering in Lushi again. The Queen Mother arrived again, and she was busy and happy.

Therefore, although the little black face still goes over the mountains and mountains to Haiwozi Village every day to find someone to play, he has not tasted the **** taste under Zhang Jin's abuse for several days.

Today, after lunch, the little black face just rushed to Qiping, and got the news that Zhang Jin was back from Haigensheng's mouth. Because of habit. The little black face that itched at the tip of his heart after a few days of not abusing him immediately rushed over uncontrollably.

It's easy to get each other, but it's hard to find it!

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Looking at the little black face with the tiger bone chessboard under his armpit, he stepped in from the courtyard gate briskly and walked in his direction. When Wu He was still twenty meters away from him, Zhang Jin didn't get up. Laughing:

"You're a pervert. I just came back in the morning, and you came over just after dinner to find something awkward, you can do it! ”

"Isn't it that I haven't seen it for a few days, and I want Brother Zhang to see if my chess skills have improved? Brother Zhang, do you have time to play two games with me? I ......"

The cultivation of the little black face is indeed extraordinary. The desire to be masochistic is indeed persistent. So much so that from the beginning of entering the door, Xiao Heiface's eyes were always staring at Zhang Jin who was lazily lying on the recliner. ..., for Ye Hong, who helped himself open the door and came out of the small building again. For He Qingqian, who was sitting next to Zhang Jin, and for Beigong Heyue, who was arguing with a few people, these three people were very colorful, and the little black face didn't even glance at it. It's as if they were air, and even if there was no one in sight, it wasn't enough to describe it.

If it weren't for the fact that Xiao Hei Mian had a wife in Tianjiagang, Zhang Jin would have wondered if this guy had walked on the parallel line of Song Yiting, and used his broken back to contrast with Song Yiting's lily, whether he was very sexually interested in himself!

Here, the little black face looks at others as invisible, but it doesn't mean that he himself is also invisible in the eyes of others. Just when Zhang Jin was greeting Xiao Heimian, he was disturbed, and the four people who gathered around to carry out the negotiation to a white heat invariably glanced back at each other.

Song Yiting and Yue Wenting, who were facing away from the direction of the gate, reacted normally, twisted their necks, and after glancing at the little black face who was strolling over, they turned around again and planned to continue to discuss the issue of sharing ratios.

But compared to it, the performance of the Beigong Heyue sisters and brothers is not normal.

Beigong Shuoyue first raised her head casually and glanced at her skin, then lowered her head indifferently and just wanted to continue the negotiation.

However, the little fat man's head was just half lowered, but he suddenly froze.

Then, the little fat man's expression froze, and he raised his head again in amazement, staring directly at Wu He's little black face, with an expression like seeing an alien - dumbfounded!

And Beigong Heyue's reaction was much more violent than that of his younger brother.

After seeing the little black-faced Wu He who walked over, Beigong Heyue was stunned like his younger brother.

Then, the astonishment and surprise on Beigong Heyue's face were quickly replaced by a distorted angry expression.

Then, with the small few people sitting around the four of them, there was a thud. Beigong Heyue, a chick with a violent factor, jumped into the air by slapping the counterforce of the table.

Like a swallow flying in the air, at a height of more than one person, it leaped over the heads of Song Yiting and Yue Wenting, and flew a few meters before landing on the ground more than ten meters away from Wu He.

After that, Beigong Heyue, who landed on the ground, didn't speak, nor did she pause, so she directly crossed her legs and forced Wu He.

Once in Luo District Customs, the beautiful steps like butterflies that were displayed in front of Zhang Jin reappeared.

"Ahh

Obviously, Beigong Heyue's unearthly skills like mortals, as well as this hot chick who is like a hungry tiger pounced on Jiashi, surprised several women except Beigong Shuoyue. They all exclaimed in unison.

Although Zhang Jin was a little surprised by Beigong Heyue's violent attack, he almost jumped up to stop it.

However, when Zhang Jin found that Wu He, this guy, saw the menacing Beigong Heyue rushing towards him, the expression on his face was only surprised and not flustered, Zhang Jin's back that had just left the recliner fell back to the back of the chair again, and the muscles that were as tense as iron a second ago were also relaxed like mud again.

"Sure enough, Old Man Liu and I didn't guess wrong, this little black face is really not an ordinary person!"

Zhang Jin, who knew the identity of Beigong Heyue, could naturally imagine that the identity of a person who could make Beigong Heyue meet so enthusiastically was naturally not simple.

Zaijian arrived at Wu Xiao's black face when he calmly responded to Beigong Heyue's attack, and Zhang Jin was even more sure in his heart.

"It's okay, they're acquaintances, that's how they greet each other!"

After lying down comfortably, Zhang Jin first comforted Ye Hong and He Qingqian, who were also surprised and covered their mouths, and then turned his head to Yue Wenting, whose chin was about to fall on the table, and said: ...,

"Take a good look, compared to our Huaxia kung fu, the stick and fists you learned are not considered rubbish! Your three fists and two kicks are not considered shelf!

Think about it, how lucky you should be if He Yue didn't promise you to go head-to-head yesterday! ”

Zhang Jin, a cautious guy, obviously remembered the dispute between himself and Yue Wenting about whether stick boxing was garbage or not at the chivalrous front party in Lushi City yesterday.

However, Zhang Jin's provocation this time did not cause a war between the two for the first time, because Yue Wenting was distracted by two purposes.

While thinking about the inhuman jump of several meters before Beigong Heyue, he was stunned to enjoy the beautiful pas de deux over there!

Beigong Heyue, who has a fiery personality, is not similar to her straightforward temperament when she moves. Such as flying butterflies dancing lightly, such as flowing water around stones, not seeing liliang, only seeing light and soft. It's like a waltz of a lady's dance move, graceful and pleasing to the eye;

And Wu He, who has always been gentle and almost shy, moves completely opposite to his gentle temperament, advancing and retreating, without the complicated and elegant steps of Beigong Heyue.

Wu He's steps, turning over and over, only forward, backward, side forward, side backward, four footwork, but every step is like lightning, always able to avoid the approach of Beigong Heyue. The four footwork techniques are displayed at Wu He's feet, and they become mysterious.

If Beigong Heyue dances a waltz, it is elegant and light; Then Wu He danced the bullfighting dance, full of momentum and the flavor of liliang;

hand.

Beigong Heyue is still the pair of "Water Butterfly Soft Palms" that dance like butterflies, but Wu He didn't fight back as if he was a little wrong, but kept speeding up his steps and desperately dodging!

The two fought and hidden, chased and fled, and reached a stalemate.

"Interesting!" Looking at the action scene of a woman chasing a man and hiding more than ten meters away, Zhang Jin couldn't help but playfully stroke the stubble on his chin that had not been shaved for two days, and muttered secretly in his heart:

"The relationship between these two is definitely not simple!

But what exactly is the story in this?

Is it a generational blood feud? ”

After Zhang Jin glanced at Beigong Shuoyue, who was full of helplessness, he shook his head and vetoed this conjecture himself.

"No, if that's the case, Beigong Shuoyue, the little fat man, is estimated to rush up, two to one, so that he can pay for the blood debt!"

Although they have not really known each other for a long time, Zhang Jin is very sure that this dirty little fat man is definitely not a noble person who advocates one-on-one chivalry. Definitely a talent for the lewd stream!

If Wu Hezhen has a grudge against his family, this little fat man is definitely like Wei Xiaobao, sprinkling lime, stabbing knives in the back, and chin beans in the water, all of which are indiscriminate.

I will definitely not do it on the side and watch my sister and the enemy desperately! (To be continued).