Chapter 667: Momentum

"You're the fat man?"

"You're Lyle?"

Li Fatzi's tone was quite-for-tat. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Are you kidding, this is the fat man's territory, how can you let an alien guy overwhelm himself in momentum? I deceived more than a dozen of my brothers, and now I'm back and pretending to be a big-tailed wolf, it's just TMD looking for a beating.

Lyle probably didn't expect Fat Li to be so polite, which surprised him a little, but in an instant, Lyle's expression quickly returned to normal.

The two stared at each other, each other's aura collided violently, and the others couldn't interject, so they had to follow and watch.

Although Webster had a relationship with Lyle, his position was very clear and he stood firmly on the side of Li Fat.

After these two days, Arthas and Lyle have also known each other, but his character really doesn't think too much, and he just stands aside and looks at the two of them in a daze.

It was only Maren, and he felt he had to do something.

Helping the pair of gold-rimmed glasses, Mullen walked over to the two of them.

Mullen worked in a bank before the end of the world, although the foreign bank is not as deep as the domestic water, but if he is not a smart person, it is difficult to gain a foothold in the workplace.

Mullen can't be said to be exquisite, but he is more attentive among the British.

"Brother Li..."

As soon as Ma Lun spoke, wanting to ease the tense atmosphere, who wanted Li Fat Man to interrupt him directly.

"Mullen, go back."

"Oh... Good. ”

Mullen was originally well-intentioned, who would want to be so embarrassed in the end.

Li Fatzi probably felt his loss, and added a sentence very carenantly: "If there is anything we have to say, we will talk about it later, and there is no need to rush it." ”

Mullen felt better, nodded in response, and returned to Webster's side.

Fat Li stopped paying attention to Mullen and turned back to look at Lyle.

When he came to the fat man's territory, he was still so arrogant, Lao Tzu wanted to see who confessed it first!

Even though his eyes were a little sour, Li Fatzi still did not lose his momentum and continued to compete with Lyle on the other side.

Webster told him everything about Lyle and Lin Fei earlier, no matter why Lyle wanted to reward him in the first place, and no matter what purpose Lyle approached him now, even if this person had the information he urgently needed, Li Fatzi couldn't easily spare this guy as if nothing had happened.

At the very least, let this guy understand who has the final say now, don't tmd and the fat man pretend to be a big-tailed wolf here.

Well, the fat man has been in a bad mood lately, and the person who provokes me is in danger.

"I said you two, can you not be so naΓ―ve!"

"Yin Diya!"

Yin Diya was bored, and just wanted to pull the two apart, but was dragged by if. Seeing her brother's serious appearance, Yin Diya pouted and reluctantly quieted down.

In this way, Li Fatzi and Lyle looked at each other, sparks flew everywhere, and the momentum of the two people went up to the sky, not giving in to each other.

Everyone didn't know how long they were going to compete, and as they were whispering, Lyle suddenly regained his momentum, shook his head and smiled.

Others don't know what's greasy in it, but Li Fatzi knows that this smile means admitting defeat!

"Brothers, let's get some food after a day of traveling."

It is estimated that a complicated psychological struggle was made just now, and Lyle spoke much more politely this time.

Li Fatzi did not rush to answer, but looked at this middle-aged British man.

Just now, he was only concerned about the competition, and Li Fatzi didn't bother to take a closer look at this person's appearance. Well, just an ordinary British uncle, except for some vicissitudes in his face, there is nothing worth noting at all.

The only thing that makes people feel different is Lyle's aura.

Li Fatzi had seen Lin Fei before, and he knew a little about his kung fu, so he could serve him, this Lyle was not an ordinary person. In addition, he and Webb have also analyzed Lyle's identity, and they know that this person is not just a low-level person who survives in the last days.

But so what?

No matter how powerful you are, don't you have to bow your head in front of the absolute difference in strength?

Fat Li didn't care why Lyle lowered his arrogant head, and didn't care if he had other ideas, as long as Lyle knew and admitted the relationship between himself and himself, Fat Li didn't mind listening to him explain the ins and outs of the incident.

"Inoue, go get some food."

After speaking, Li Fatzi walked towards a nearby factory.

The reason why I chose this place is that there are too many people in the factory behind me, which is not suitable for conversation. The second is that Lyle and the others are unclear, and Li Fatzi is very wary of them, and he can't easily expose his bottom to these people.

As for the extra food, they still have some.

Inoue turned around and looked for someone to carry the food, and Maren and Alsace must have been hungry too, so they had to get some more.

Li Fatzi and Webb led the way in front, while Mullen took care of Lyle in the back, and the group walked towards the factory next to them.

When he arrived, Li Fatzi took the torch from his brother and pushed the factory gate open.

The imaginary dusty scene did not appear, but a wave of moisture rushed towards the face, making people feel gloomy.

Li Fatzi looked up and saw the moonlight falling to the ground through dozens of small holes on the roof. It seems that this factory has been in disrepair for a long time, and there have been a lot of rainy days recently, which is why it is so damp and gloomy.

It's not that cozy, but at least there are no zombies, and it's enough to host Lyle.

Li Fatzi was looking, only to hear some brothers chasing after him. It turned out that Inoue saw that there were a lot of people in Lyle, and if they fought for a while, they might not be able to take advantage, so they woke up a dozen brothers and asked them to come over to support the field first. He and the other brothers were ready to eat, and they would arrive later.

Li Fatzi didn't say anything when he saw it, he pushed the door straight in, and under the light of the flashlight, he found a shabby chair.

"You may be seated."

Li Fat Man didn't have the-for-tat at beginning, wiped the chair with his sleeve, and said to Lyle with a smile.

"No, I prefer to stand."

Lyle shook his head and replied, not knowing what he meant, followed by an explanation.

"Sitting makes people lose their alertness, and they don't know when they're going to die."

As he spoke, he left the two brothers outside the door, and the rest entered the factory.

Judging by Lyle's meaning, he wasn't going to sit down at all.

"I said, please be seated." Li Fatzi's eyes narrowed, and he continued to laugh.

Although it was a smile, the smile of the fat man was a little uneasy.

"In our China, there is a saying called the friendship of landlords. When you get to our F club, I, as the host, have to treat you well, right? ”

After speaking, Li Fatzi sat on a chair next to him.

Lighting a cigarette, Erlang's legs were cocked, and Li Fatzi said again: "Sit." ”

This time, there was no 'please'.

(To be done!) (To be continued.) )