Chapter 391: Lao Tzu Lets You Taste Xicheng's Fists

Chi Mujiu sat on the "landscape balcony", didn't have to smoke, and the brainwave hung and manipulated the Internet to "see" Yun Ge Kaiqingjia to return to Hong Kong in advance. He couldn't understand what the kid's last sentence meant.

- Shake hands and make peace, or do you want to fight him to the end?

However, he didn't have time to think about it that much.

The Governor of the Deer, the king of the pot, knew that he would follow the Suzaku replica to the Caribbean no matter what, and he would not care about anything but the various orders thrown to Samir.

As soon as Chi Mujiu came, he was asked to take over as acting governor, and he had to shoulder the burden of the reconstruction of the spaceport group and the military defense outside the port, so how could he think of anything else? Even to catch up with Yun Ge and take a look at how the pot throwing king is doing now, he didn't have a chance.

Therefore, he had to let Yunge go to the waves.

The Caribbean is a pirate territory, and with that person's ability to manage things in the harbor, he will definitely be able to make the spaceport group the most neurotic realm in the universe, even more ghostly than the ghost port. Chi Mujiu didn't dare to let go and let him take care of the Caribbean, but he couldn't let it go, so he could only temporarily spend himself here and use it as a puzzle piece to build the universe.

Leaving Nova, Tu Shanxing is gone, Maya Star is gone, and he has been in the space prison for another eleven years...... Why nothing, can't you survive to defend this hard-won pirate territory?

Despite the fact that it is a dove occupying a magpie's nest.

Chi Mujiu once thought that under Yun Ge's rule, nothing could be done without madness, and it was not groundless. Ghost Harbor is like this, and the Ten Swords of Beacon Fire that have been grinding with him for more than ten years have escaped his clutches, and Samir, the captain of the Xuanyuan fleet, is slightly normal, and the vice-captain Daminos is very fatal.

Except for Yunge and Samir, I heard that he never cooperates with anyone. However, few people get the opportunity to work with him, and it is only a rumor.

Sansa Smith who met Pippi in Kunlun Star is different, the role change is like a Sichuan opera changing face. On the day she rescued Pipsqueak back to Westtown, she replaced Daminos as Governor Deer's personal bodyguard.

Daminos, who was sent out, led the surviving members of the guards back to their positions, and when they entered the city, they quarreled with Sansa.

"If you dare to tell her the news, get out of Xicheng immediately, immediately!" Sansa turned around and went back to the hospital room to be her bodyguard, ignoring the Greek statue.

The Greek statue led a group of people, and she didn't arrange a place to stay, which was very embarrassing.

"You ......" Daminos blew his beard and glared, pointing at Sansa's back and wanting to scold, but everyone was gone, and scolding was tantamount to farting. You wicked old witch! He snorted, completed the half sentence that he had not finished scolding before, waved his hand, and beckoned his subordinates to go into the city to wave. Let's go, drink and go. The Governor of Deer is here to take care of us, and we are not needed for the time being. ”

He might want to learn a little bit about the customs and customs.

The living conditions in this dungeon are extraordinarily difficult, there is no so-called customs, and there are no bars where you can sit and drink.

Walking all the way, Daminos and his party also met two vendors selling alcohol on the side of the street, one more sloppy than the other. These young men were new to the city, and they didn't know what the wine tasted like in the city, so they picked a random stall owner to describe as barely passing, and one of them bought two bottles of beer and drank them as they walked.

The taste of the beer is so bland that it hurts the kidneys, and it is not brewed.

Each bottle of beer receives five compound nutrition injections, or the earth kvass with only a little alcohol taste, and it hurts if you don't have kidney pain.

Daminos was furious and turned back to fight the peddlers. His pirate fist, which few mortals could stand, forced the stall owner who pushed a 1,800-pound iron tanker on the street with one hand and screamed all over the ground.

This is good, the boss makes a move, and the people below have nothing to do and follow suit. Dozens of young men forcibly claimed that the wine sellers here were shameless, hung sheep's heads to sell dog meat, and raised the banner of "walking for heaven", and carried the "fire of the city gate" to the canners of another wine seller not far away.

They shouted noisily, smashed the wine into two holes, and poured "golden liquid" all over the ground like a flood......

Some people even took the opportunity to take a cup of "golden liquid" from the tin can, covered the mouth of the cup with their palms, and ran away.

"Kind residents of Xicheng, today I want to verify for you what this little wine is selling." The young man standing on top of the tin can felt the lighter out of his pocket and lit it with a clatter. "You've all seen it clearly!" He tossed a lighter at the golden liquid that flowed down the street, waiting to witness the miracle.

Call......!

A huge orange-red glow, licking into the air with a tongue of fire.

The young man standing on the tin can was stunned, and he couldn't react at all to jump out of the car immediately to save his life or something. All he felt was a tug of his trouser belt, and his body was under the control of weightlessness, and he fell into hell in the air.

Whew, bang!

The menacing flames burst the barrels that had never been discharged, and the debris flew around with sparks. Dark gray smoke billowed over the exploding barrel.

The flames of the explosion grazed the tip of the young man's nose with the belt of his trousers, then swelled and quickly contracted in the direction of the inner flame, curling a lock of golden bangs on his forehead.

- Very dangerous, one centimeter disfigured!

There was a muffled thud on the ground, and the young man's back hit the floor, which hurt more than he had imagined, but it proved that it was not in hell.

"You paralyzed, stinky bandit! Dare to burn my good wine? Lao Tzu gives you a taste of Xicheng's fists. The young man who was smashed on the floor dodged the burning eyebrows, but received a crackling fist in the face, and was beaten by the old man who dragged him off the wine jar.

The old man's words are when his fists arrive, and he is quick to start, so that people don't have the slightest chance to react.

Ran into trouble and burned the street, and still dare to react? If you don't get thrown into the fire, you can be regarded as having met kindness!

The young man who was beaten was born as a pirate, and he understood the rules of the road, and he may not have a chance to react at all, even if he reacted, he didn't dare to say anything.

The uncle who beat him was the stall owner who sold alcohol, and when he made trouble, he ran away as soon as he slipped away and disappeared into a shadow, and he was beaten up as a punching bag, and he didn't know where he was hiding and secretly observed. At this moment, he saw the opportunity to act and ran out to beat people, which must be a bit of a pound.

With such a snake on the bar, you can't get any good fruit to eat, so you will be beaten.

- It's even more difficult, beating his old man is barely a lifesaver for him.

If it weren't for people carrying his trouser belt, dragging people down the wine jar and talking with his fist, the young man would not be able to escape the fate of "barbecue". The alcohol ignited quickly, and if the old man had not dragged him, he would have suffered moderate burns, and he would have to lie in the medical cabin for a few days.

"Where did the robbers come from, dare to spread wild in the West City!"

In the crowd of onlookers, some people shouted loudly, and a group of idle homeless people shouted into a crowd of excited, and they rushed to the gang of troublesome "little thugs" with their fists, and ping-pong beat them on the street.

They were all red-eyed, and no one cared what the fire was. Half of the city smoke burned to the Administrator, and there was no doubt that the Governor of the Deer would be brought in.

Daminos, who didn't have a mecha manipulation net, was also a little sluggish, and almost burned his ass before he stopped waving his fist at the strong man's face.

"Where's the firefighting robot?" He knelt down on one knee and locked his knee around the strong man's shoulder, pinned his head to the ground and shouted, causing the strong man's head to tilt to one side. "What the hell is this, why don't you even have a fire protection system!"

Half of the strong man's face was on the ground, and he couldn't speak clearly because of the "pouting mouth" that was pressed out by Daminos: "There are bricks and oil in the north of the wooden house, ancient tea for Weng, and Ziyi boils ......"

"What the hell is this Nima?" Daminos finally roared inwardly.

He didn't understand the Kunlun dialect very well, and he couldn't understand the vague and crazy words in the big man's mouth, so he was so anxious that he was sweating, and he was stunned and stunned, not knowing what use the deputy captain of the Xuanyuan Sword could be with the current market value.