75 Yingbin Avenue.

The eighth master of the Scattered Hunters Guild was having lunch at a Vietnamese restaurant here, and there was no other company, which was an absolute God-given opportunity for Chen Xiaopao.

After being pinched by the eighth master's pink face, Chen Xiaocang has been thinking about how to repay, and smashing the Scattered Hunter Guild again, the cost is too high, it is not cost-effective, and the impact is not good, in the newspaper, in the past two days, a glorious photo of Chen Xiaocang and others doing things in the Scattered Hunter Guild has been published, and I don't know who took the video.

If this matter hadn't been forcibly suppressed by the guild itself, it would definitely have been noisy.

It's normal, in another day, the headshots of Chen Xiaocang, Qu Xuefeng, and the three musketeers of the Martial Saint in the Tianfu Dark Spirit Power School will be all over the major newspapers and magazines in Shanghai, as well as TV news media.

Qu Xuefeng also thinks it's funny, according to the time, he is also a sixty-year-old person, he should be sensible, why do he mess with young people.

The eighth master sat in the hall, at a table by the window, at the gate, Chen Xiaocang walked in with a black line on his face, the eighth master saw clearly, knew that it was not good, this little girl was not easy to mess with, and was thinking about whether to go, or stay, or apologize or something.

His attention was highly attracted by Chen Xiaopao and the Martial Saint behind her, but unexpectedly, someone hit him the neck, and he immediately fell to the ground.

It was Qu Xuefeng who made a move, he came in from the back door of the restaurant, from the kitchen, Chen Xiaocang was responsible for diverting the attention of the eighth master, and he sneaked up from behind.

The eighth master's methods, Qu Xuefeng has seen it, so he is also very hands, this palm, if he is an ordinary person, his neck will definitely be broken.

Qu Xuefeng obviously noticed that the moment his palm went down, there was an invisible force that rebounded, but the eighth master was still too late and was cut unconscious.

In broad daylight. knocked people out alive, and the diners were amazed.

Qu Xuefeng will easily carry it, like carrying a sack, with his head down.

He thought that tying people up like this would cause a lot of commotion, but he didn't expect that someone recognized Qu Xuefeng, a table of sister papers, and shouted: Masked Man, sign a name.

As soon as the sister paper screamed, a regular customer asked, "What is this i Warcraft?" ”

Chen Xiaopao said: "This is a beast, and it is also under the arrest of our Warcraft Administration, disturbing everyone's dinner, continue, it's okay." ”

The eighth master woke up leisurely and found himself in a rotten warehouse with a strong musty smell, where there were many machines, cardboard boxes, broken copper and iron, and so on.

He was tied to an iron post on a crane.

The hemp rope he was tied to was half a meter thick.

His legs were chained by two anklets.

This was not enough, Chen Xiaocang also tied a large piece of iron to his iron chain, which weighed hundreds of catties every time.

The eighth master cried with a bitter face: "Do you need this, you don't need to tie up a tiger like this." ”

Chen Xiaocang's face was full of ridicule and ridicule, "Tiger, pull it down, just you, a weak chicken is about the same." ”

"No, there are weak chickens like you, the world is a strange news."

Smack, Chen Xiaocang stood up and slapped over, and there were five more finger marks on the eighth master's face.

"Scum, your sins are so great that you still don't repent."

"I just touched your face, you made the union like that, and you got angry."

Qu Xuefeng smiled: "Far away." ”

"What do you want to do, you can't kill people too much, you're playing too much."

Oh! Scum, why don't people like you eat?

crackling, the eighth master's face turned into a monkey face, red.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, don't hit, don't slap my face, I have to mix this face."