Those watermelons made a crisp sound of 'popping', and then cracked one by one!

The watermelon shattered, and the first thing that flowed out of that gap was the blood of a place, the scarlet blood, gurgling out of the small watermelons, which was so weird that people couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Seven watermelons, seven crisp sounds, blood and water flowed freely, and the result was that under the feet of that Kuman Tong, the viscous blood was like a super glue that was difficult to tear apart, sticking him there, unable to move at all.

Kuman Tong's expression at this time was extremely frightened, as if he had been beaten by someone else's child.

However, the child's grievances are still to come.

The seven watermelons bleed for a while, and then there was a 'poof' cracking sound, and they split into several petals one by one.

I don't know what others saw, but what I saw was a stream of blood-colored smoke rising from the watermelon, and in the smoke, bare-bottomed children with evil smiles jumped out of it.

These seven children looked strange, all green with black stripes, and even their hair was tangled together like melon vines, long, covering part of their strange bodies, making them look even more weird.

I have to secretly say, this little watermelon head is a magic thing? Watermelon Taro?

Strings of silver bell-like laughter rang out one after another, and the green children appeared alternately, standing in a circle around Kuman Thong.

The group of children, from oldest to smallest, one shorter than the other, unevenly tall, surrounded Kuman Thong and began to laugh.

"Yo, it's a little far away just now, I can't look at it accurately, big brother, you said this child is two years old?"

A half-grown child jumped up and down to Gu Mantong's side and said with a grin.

This child is a head taller than Kuman Tong, with a milky voice, and it seems that he has not been weaned yet, but he is old-fashioned.

The eldest child had to be as tall as my legs, stepped in front of Kuman Tong, pushed his younger brother away, looked Gu Man Tong up and down, and said, "At least two years old, it seems to be as small as the seventh brother." ”

As soon as he said this, the youngest watermelon taro was reluctant, jumped up in front of Kuman Thong, stood on tiptoe, and gestured with his hand: "Can he be as big as me?" He's not as tall as I am. ”

As soon as he said this, several other children also came over and surrounded Kuman Tong one by one, constantly gesturing with their hands: "He is not as tall as me." ”

"Ah, I'm taller than him!"

"Like, he's the shortest."

Gu Mantong didn't know if he was angered by these children, and glared at the children fiercely: "You are the shortest, that little boy, where are you taller than me?" ”

The little watermelon Taro was not to be outdone: "I don't believe you are comparative, I am just taller than you." ”

The scene of 'poof' caused me to laugh out loud, and the ghost children were taller than each other.

Even though I was laughing, the children didn't seem to see me, and the eldest one exclaimed, "Boy! Hey, he glared at me. ”

As soon as the eldest child became angry, the rest of the children were furious: "Little child, don't you learn well, do you learn from murderers?" Believe it or not, I beat you up? ”

"That is, look at your cow, count you small, and count you fierce?"

"Get out of the way, he dares to stare at the boss and see if I don't beat him!"

After a long time of drawing, the youngest watermelon Taro always felt as if he was a little shorter than Gu Man Tong because of the comparison, so he was not convinced, and he estimated that he had long wanted to beat Gu Man Tong, which would be contradictory, and it would be a slap to go up.

'Smack'

This little slap was so loud that it was more ferocious than an adult fight, and a slap on Kuman Tong's face, it was called a crisp and loud.

I could clearly see that Kuman Thong's little face was turned to the side.

Kuman Thong was not a fuel-efficient lamp either, and when he was beaten, he immediately cried out: "Ah...... How dare you hit me! ”

Waving his little hand, he wrapped his fist around Little Watermelon Taro's neck, and then grabbed Little Watermelon Taro's hair (that is, the watermelon vine) with one hand, and pressed it down hard.

Little Watermelon Taro was beaten, and immediately cried: "Big brother, second brother, third brother...... He hit me! ”

Well, this kid is the youngest, so he shouted six brothers in one breath.

When the other six little watermelons saw that their younger brother was beaten, of course they couldn't stand idly by, and immediately pounced on them one by one.

"He dares to hit a little watermelon, ****!"

"Beat him! Above! ”

"Beat him, beat him to death!"

Okay, seven little kids beating a little kid, it's still very violent, it's a very direct way of fighting, I can't see anything special, the evil Buddha intent that Gu Man Tong was very fierce in the sky before has also disappeared without a trace, and the ability to change five is gone, and the rest is only to be beaten.

Poor child, just like a group of children fighting on the street, you punch me and kick me, Kuman Tong this kid is also a strong master, grab the youngest one, this beating.

The other small watermelons were desperately pulling, slapping, kicking, scratching with their hands and paws, and pinching the soft flesh of Kuman Tong's thighs with their fingers.

This violent beating lasted for five minutes, Gu Man Tong was invincible with two fists and four hands after all, the good dog couldn't stand the wolves, and was pressed to the ground, a pair of big eyes without black eyes stared at the sky bloody, as if complaining about why he didn't have so many brothers.

It's so pitiful, I can't bear to look at it directly.

The seven watermelon taro put Gu Man Tong down, and the older one still stepped on Gu Man Tong's body, and said arrogantly: "Fight with my brother? Brother can't kill you, say, it's not you. ”

I'm confused, what's the matter, it's not you?

The little watermelon Taro rubbed his watermelon head, spat a mouthful of blood on Gu Man Tong's face, wiped the corners of his mouth decently, and shouted viciously: "I almost kidnapped Lao Tzu's scalp." ”

Kuman Thong didn't have the strength to quarrel with them, he just lay on the ground, and the layer of blood on the ground was a layer of super glue to him, and he couldn't get up if he was held down.

I sighed, and the kid seemed to have resigned himself to his fate.

It's just that I fought with Kuman Tong for so long without winning, and I was almost beaten to run around, and in the end even Bai Ruohan was about to make a move, but the other party was let go by a few little boys, and I was also very blushing!

Well, this battle is not completely over, Gu Man Tong is **** lay down, but the female zombie is still fighting with Elder Qi, but Elder Qi, as a corpse chaser, naturally has an advantage, and with the help of Li Guanyi and Atugege, the female zombie lay down in a few rounds.

Everything seemed to be settled, and the key question was, I looked around and saw that something seemed to be missing from the scene, where did the wild monkey that was caught by Artug go?