Chapter 676: It's Back
My heart was shocked, it was done?
I still remember that this Pingwang whip was whipped on the dragon and phoenix, and even the dragon and phoenix were waiting to hit the street, and the soul of the leader couldn't be more fierce than the dragon and phoenix, right?
Mr. Big was hit by this, the skin and flesh rolled up, and he hit him one by one, and lay on the ground without moving.
I looked at Mr. Big, and I felt incredible, is it over?
The fat gentleman was obviously stunned, blinking his mung bean eyes and looking at me: "You give him another whip." β
"No," Du Haitang immediately said: "People can't bear two whips of the king of Ping, let's go over and take a look." β
As he spoke, he came over first and squatted next to Mr. Big.
Du Haitang touched a few places where Mr. Big was angry with one hand, and his expression flickered, but he was anxious to see Mr. Fat, but even if Mr. Fat was in a hurry, he was reluctant to urge Du Haitang.
However, Gu Cripple didn't have so many taboos, and asked repeatedly: "Old Du, how is this big gentleman?" Is the leader still there? β
Du Haitang still hesitated for a moment before saying: "His injury is very serious, I can't say it well, in short, I have to save him now." β
Is it saved, but is the leader gone? I didn't feel anything.
Like me, Mr. Fat also thinks it's incredible, but isn't this the day we've been looking forward to?
Anyway, he walked over and took out a small snuffbox and smoked it under Mr. Big's nose.
This may not be any ordinary snuff, as soon as Mr. Big smelled it, his brow furrowed instantly, and then he sneezed.
And Du Haitang lit the incense, took a small flag and shook it on the flame, and whispered while shaking: "Xue Jiaren, go home!" Xue Jiaren, go home! β
I clenched the whip of King Ping, and said in my heart that if he was still possessed by the leader, I would have to hit the second whip.
Although Mr. Fat was silent on the surface, his pair of iron fists were still clenched tightly, and he was obviously ready to fight back.
Du Haitang's mind was all on Mr. Big, and Gu Cripple's nervous hands were clenched and released.
After a while, Mr. Big opened his eyes and let out a long breath.
The hearts of several of us were lifted at once.
Especially Du Haitang.
I saw that although Mr. Big's eyes were usually shining, but at this time, his eyes were a little sloppy - the first time I saw such a big gentleman.
He frowned and looked at Du Haitang and the others, as if he was identifying something.
These are all old acquaintances, and there's nothing to recognize, right?
"Do you still know us?" Mr. Fat was still on guard, but Gu Cripple came up first: "I'm Xiao Gu." β
"Xiao Gu?" Mr. Big opened his mouth, his voice was a little hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time: "Are you Xiao Gu?" You are like Xiao Gu's father. β
My heart exploded, could it be that Mr. Big has been pressed by the leader for too long, and his memory is still stuck in twenty years ago?
Is the real Mr. Big really awake?
"Jiaren...... Jiaren ......" Du Haitang muttered, shedding tears on his face.
"Begonia?" Mr. Big looked at Du Haitang and suddenly smiled: "What are you crying about." β
"Do you still recognize me?" Only then did Du Haitang react, and he was busy and began to support his sideburns, exactly the same as Master Jiang who was looking for Mr. Big with us in Shangyinzhuang: "I, I'm also old." β
"It's old," said the big gentleman, who was quite frank, "but I recognize it." β
Du Haitang seemed to be unable to bear it and cried loudly.
I didn't expect that Du Haitang, who is used to elegance and majesty, could have such a time when he didn't care about his image.
But β it's particularly poignant.
"Don't cry," Mr. Big stared at a few people around him, and seemed to understand at once: "Am I, have I slept for a long time?" β
"It's been a long time," Du Haitang pursed his lips and tried to show a smile: "We are waiting for you, we are all impatient." β
Mr. Big touched the back of his head with some embarrassment: "It seems that things are not going well, I still caused you trouble-"
Speaking of this, Mr. Big's expression suddenly became nervous: "How is the leader now?" β
"It's already ......" Du Haitang seemed to think about it for a while, and then said seriously: "That leader, there is no more." β
Mr. Big breathed a sigh of relief, turned his eyes to look at us, and asked, "What about Li Kesheng and Lao Lei?" And Mrs. Song......"
"It's not here," Du Haitang remembered that memory, obviously his face couldn't help but be sentimental: "Those previous things, we can talk about it slowly." β
"Yes, speak slowly," Mr. Big's gaze finally fell slowly on my face.
This look, even I can see, is completely different from the previous Mr. Big.
The eyes of Mr. Big before were calm, rational, and saw everything in his eyes, but he never said it deeply.
But this look, gentle, benevolent, makes you think he is a good person at a glance.
Really, Mr. Big?
"He ......" Du Haitang seemed to hesitate for a moment before he whispered: "He is that childβthe child of Li Kesheng's family." β
"That" kid?
I remembered again, the "little coffin" in Gu Cripple's mouth.
"Looks like I really slept too long." Mr. Big nodded at me: "Why, it must have been more than twenty years." β
Then he added: "This child, a bit like Li Kesheng, can be seen to be the heir of the "Peeping Heaven" family. β
"Yes," Du Haitang nodded heavily: "This kid is much better than we expected." β
What do you expect from me?
I was just about to ask clearly, but I was interrupted by Gu Cripple.
"This time, it's real, right?" Gu lame looked at Mr. Big, and then at Du Haitang, obviously being bitten by a snake for ten years and afraid of the well rope: "Isn't that bad thing?" β
"Ahem, cough, cough......" At this time, Mr. Big coughed violently, Du Haitang stared at the posture where Mr. Big covered his mouth, and nodded heavily: "It's back, I recognize all his small movements." β
It seems that Mr. Really Big is finally back.
"You say, that bad thing has really been defeated?" But the fat gentleman quietly pulled me over and looked at me hesitantly.
"I can't say it either," I said, "and I can only guarantee that the whip has indeed hit Mr. Big strongly." β
"I've seen that, too." Mr. Fat pursed his lips: "It's just a little unbelievable, maybe the things that have been looking forward to for too long have no hope, and as soon as you get it, it will be a little like this." β
It makes sense.
The Ping Wang whip will never make a mistake.
However, now that the leader has been defeated, where is he?
Will it be back?
It stands to reason that the soul that has been whipped by King Ping must be scattered, but that soul is not an ordinary soul, and the mechanism is exhausted, and it is counted as such a result, no matter how I think about it, I still feel unsteady.
But seeing that Du Haitang can testify that the real Mr. Big is back, then I have nothing to say, after all, it was not Du Haitang who found out that Mr. Big was wrong at the beginning?
A woman's keen observation can not be underestimated at any time.
"Come on," Du Haitang was already calling us at this time: "Take Mr. Da out, let's treat his injuries, people are old, and the recovery is not as fast as that of young people, I remember, there is an old Chinese medicine doctor in this area, who specializes in treating external injuries, let's go find him." β
When Mr. Fat heard this, he picked up Mr. Big in the past, and said affectionately: "Since you are back, let's catch up with the old days, you have indeed suffered in the past 20 years, let's go to the teahouse and eat the bamboo sunflower there, now the owner of the teahouse has become your good apprentice, I think you can eat casually......"
"Good," replied Mr. Big, "the bamboo sunflower in it is indeed good." β
Mr. Fat is Mr. Fat, and I can't forget to eat at any time.
However, is it really that delicious? I've heard it's quite expensive.
Whatever, anyway, thanks to that bad thing, Lao Tzu is already the owner of the teahouse, whether it is expensive or not, eat seven or eight first.
"Chiki, wait a minute!" didn't think about it, Du Haitang heard this, and said coldly: "We were deceived, he is still that bad thing, and he didn't leave at all!" β