One hundred and seventy-three Sitting on the fisherman's profit
A minute or two later, Ji Deming, Baocheng and Mingyan appeared on the top of the mountain, but no one found out that there were three more people here or three people on the other side, there were too many people on the top of the mountain!
Ji Deming swept around, then stretched out his hand to push away the brother he knew, and then walked directly towards his eldest brother with a relaxed posture.
"It's pretty lively, huh? Yes? Hehe...."As soon as Ji Deming's voice fell, he reached out and put his hand on Mu Peiming's hand holding the sand spray.
This action suddenly made Mu Peiming's heart tremble, because he could see at a glance that the person who came over opposite was Ji Deming, the most feared second child of the Ji family, and what made him even more frightened was nothing else, it was that this madman had a six-nine wooden handle with a rope in his hand.
"I'm grass mud Ma Ji Deming!" When Crazy Kuan looked at Ji Deming, the scar on his body suddenly burned as if it was on fire, and then he rushed forward and grabbed Ji Deming's clothes.
"Cub, are you still alive? Let's talk for a while! I'm looking for you! Ji Deming didn't take crazy Kuan seriously at all, and then turned his head to look at Mu Peiming and shouted, "Mu Peiming, you want to my brother for a while?" Yes? With the words, Ji Deming's hand directly grabbed the string.
"Why don't I believe you dare to do it, Ji Er?" Mu Peiming said to Ji Deming with a hard mouth, but his eyes couldn't help but look at Ji Deming's hand.
"Damn, then try it!" Ji Deming said casually, and then directly pulled down the rope buckle in his hand...
"Boom, boom...."A stream of white eyes spread along with a piercing and even more terrifying voice.
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"Pull the rope!"
"Lie down!"
"Go to Nima, play with your life!"
"Run!"
At this moment, neither the brothers behind Mu Peiming nor the family members on Ji Dechen's side moved, but the brothers who followed behind them began to scream and call for help one by one in horror.
"Let's fly together, I'm a muddy horse!" Ji Deming suddenly got up like an indirect maniac patient, grabbed Mu Peiming's clothes with one hand, and shouted with the other hand holding the six-nine wooden handle.
"I'm flying Nima, you crazy man!" Mu Peiming felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart, looking as if he had aged in an instant.
But there are still ruthless people here, and in any case, there are at least two known madmen and one unknown situation present today.
The two known ones are none other than Ji Deming, the second eldest of the Ji family, Zhan Bo's brother Crazy Kuan, and the unknown is the little brother Baocheng brought back by Ji Deming, this Baocheng is a player handpicked by Ji Maniac to come back anyway, so what role he plays is unknown.
At this time, it can be seen that the main person who is doing business today is coming to go through the motions. And the killing weapon in Ji Deming's hand will sound in four or five seconds, so Crazy Kuan on the side is the first person to react, Crazy Kuan didn't have any sense of fear at all, he reached out and grabbed the guy in Ji Deming's hand, and then threw his hand out into the distance.
"Boom!" A muffled sound sounded two or three seconds later, and everyone else stood together except for the core personnel of the two families.
"This time you're still pretending to be your fucking kamikaze with me!" As soon as Mad Kuan saw that the crisis was over, he raised his hand and pestled Ji Deming's Adam's apple.
Ji Deming's footsteps were stabbed back and he took two steps back, and before he could return it, the little brother Bao Cheng behind him was born, and a slender dagger stabbed directly at Crazy Kuan, that is, in the blink of an eye, after Crazy Kuan was stabbed by Bao Cheng, Bao Cheng reached out and pushed on Crazy Kuan's chest, and then violently pushed it back, while gritting his teeth with his eyes.
"Go Nima, it!"
"Fuck it!"
"If I don't have anything, I'm afraid he'll be a nurse!"
The people on Mu Peiming's side, who were still lying on the ground, saw that there was no threat from the deadly guys on both sides at this time, and they all stood up again and rushed up shouting slogans, copying all kinds of guys in their hands and smashing them frantically against their opponents.
On the other side of the mountainside, many bastards from the city were all holding a group and walking slowly towards the top of the mountain, but after a muffled noise that had just occurred, these people felt that there was basically no threat in their hearts, so they all took out all kinds of guys from their pockets, and rushed up shouting slogans just like Mu Peiming's brothers above.
Although Ji Dechen joined his second brother and Baocheng here, after all, there were many people on the other side, and when he was about to fall into a disadvantage, he didn't expect that all the people in C City who had promised Ji Dechen before appeared, not only did they appear, but they also came with the guy to play with their lives.
This time there will be a big battle at the top of the cemetery!
In the teahouse in the city, Wang Minglin kept frowning and looking at the watch on his wrist, while Sun Dazhi on the table was playing mahjong with a light breeze and a light breeze.
"Xiao Wang? Still looking at your watch? Are you so worried? Mr. Ma asked with a smile.
Wang Minglin raised his eyes and glanced at Mr. Ma, then shook his head and said, "I'm worried that if Brother Zhu goes late, our goal will not be achieved, wouldn't it be boring in that case!" ”
"Xiao Wang, you are a businessman, it is inevitable that you will have the idea of maximizing profits, which is normal, but you also have to know that the more successful people are, the more superstitious they are, so it is good to do your best!"
Wang Minglin listened to the words of the big people who played mahjong to win money and educate themselves with peace of mind, and smiled and said that he accepted it, but the worry in his heart still did not diminish at all, until more than ten minutes later, Lin Zi took the pager he remembered and looked at it, and a message on it read, "It hasn't moved!" After that, Wang Minglin's heart was completely relaxed, and then Wang Minglin walked to Sun Dazhi's side with a smile and asked, "What's wrong?" ”
"I lost more than two thousand, and I overfulfilled the task!" Sun Dazhi looked up with a smile and said.
"Then let's go to supper on the hour, and then let's rest early, after all, they will be busy from tomorrow!" Wang Minglin said meaningfully.
After listening to Wang Minglin's words, Mr. Ma also pretended to be deep and said, "Drink some white porridge, it's better to get some light pickles, what are you talking about?" ”
The bald middle-aged man nodded with a smile and said, "Then drink some white porridge and eat some small pickles, hahahaha......"