"What, you say it again? I'll make sure I heard it right! He leaned over and brought his left ear close to little Fernanke, as if he were hearing like an old man who was nearly a hundred years old.

Little Fenanke's ever-changing face suddenly turned into a crazy color, and his voice was almost squeezed out between his teeth, and he said in a deep voice: "Uncle Maji, please guide me and make me a warrior!" ”

"Oh, I thought I misheard!" Ma Straw retracted his bald head, his face was full of smiles, and he opened his mouth.

Seeing the smile on Ma Straw's face, little Fernanke was pleasantly surprised, and that smile ignited the fire of hope in little Fernanke's heart.

"Wait!" Little Fernanke's eyes shrouded the city, and he secretly said in his heart: "When I also become a warrior, I will definitely let you survive but not die!" ”

In a trance, he saw Cheng kneeling at his feet, licking the tips of his shoes like a dog, begging himself to spare his life.

Little Fernanke's nerves were slightly loosened from extreme nervousness, but the look of madness on his face was even greater.

"What is this?" Hui looked at Ma Straw and Fenanke Jr., and said with a puzzled expression.

"You just came here, don't you know, this ugly fat boy is the child of the mayor of our town, and he has been arrogant and indulged by his wife since he was a child, and often bullies others, and most of the people in the town have been disgusted by him!" Dogge explained, seemingly casual: "But my boss and I are too lazy to even be a bird for his father, let alone him?" ”

Hearing this, Hui smiled and nodded to Dog, indicating that he had listened to his words, then turned his head to look at the city, and said, "Looking at the way the guy looks at you, it seems to be very unfriendly!" ”

Chengmu didn't squint, as if that person didn't exist, grabbed a piece of barbecue, opened his mouth to bite it, and said, "It tastes good!" ”

"Hehe, it looks like I'm talking too much!" Seeing the city like this, Hui laughed at himself.

Ma Straw naturally saw every change in the little Fernanke, only to see a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and without waiting for the little Fernanke to finish his obscenity, he opened his mouth to interrupt the little Fernanke's dream.

"You are the green onion, why did Lao Tzu teach you? Well? The smile on Ma Straw's face vanished, replaced by a look of contempt.

In a trance, a basin of weak water poured down from his head, and the flame of hope that little Fernanke had just ignited was extinguished in an instant, his eyes were wide open, and his mouth was wide open, and he couldn't believe that Ma Straw, who had been smiling kindly before, would suddenly say this.

"The expression on your face is so rich, your mother-in-law may like it very much! But in my opinion, it's disgusting, get out, don't bother us! Ma Straw looked at the stunned little Fenanke, and struck mercilessly.

After speaking, Ma Straw waved his hand and turned to find his seat.

The wind brought by Ma Straw waved his hand and blew on Xiao Feinanke's face, and a chill hit, seeing that Ma Straw and Zajian Cheng and the other three were talking and laughing, they no longer looked at themselves, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

Little Fernanke stood just outside the lobby, his eyes moving back and forth between the city and the hemp straw.

Cheng's eyes inadvertently glanced at little Fenanke, but did not make any stops, and then his eyes fell on the hemp straw, and asked the hemp straw: "Uncle, when will we go out hunting again?" ”

"Tomorrow! This time we're going to hunt a lot of prey in exchange for other items! Ma Straw replied.

Hui heard the two of them say this, there was a look of thought in his eyes, and he hurriedly said: "Take me, I don't want to eat and live for nothing!" ”

"Hmm!" Cheng nodded happily.

Ma Straw had the rest of the color in his eyes, his suspicion of Hui was not reduced, and when he saw Cheng's promise, he could only reluctantly agree, but he secretly said in his heart: "I can see that this kid doesn't have a word of truth in his mouth, obviously not a good bird, it's best not to do anything out of the ordinary, otherwise Lao Tzu will definitely smash his yellow hair braincase!" ”

Little Fernanke, who was standing on the side, captured the moment Cheng looked at him, and although there was nothing in Cheng's eyes at that time, because of the hatred in his heart, the look of Cheng turned into a gaze from the demon of hell.

His eyes stared at the side of the city's face, and the muscles of Fernanke's cheeks twisted hideously, and the force of his upper and lower jaws almost squeezed his teeth apart.

"Poof!" With a bang, little Fernanke fell to his knees and shouted at Ma Straw: "Please Uncle Ma Straw, teach me, let me be a warrior!" ”

"Are you bothered? Don't get out of here! Ma Straw was a little annoyed, and raised his hand to smash a piece of meat in his hand at Fenanke Jr.

"Smack!" The piece of meat carried a little more force, and smashed on top of little Fernanke's round face, and the cooked meat scattered in all directions, and things like grease and gravy splashed little Fernanke's face.

Little Fernanke was so humiliated that the joints of his clenched fists rattled, and he shouted hysterically: "I beg Uncle Ma Straw to be fulfilled!" ”

"What I hate the most is people who don't know how to be interesting, and the person I like the most is people who have perseverance!" Ma Straw looked at little Fernanke and said, "You have some perseverance, but I hate you even more, you go quickly, I haven't been here today!" ”

"Uncle Maji, please teach me in my father's face!" Little Fernanke looked at the hemp straw with a crying voice.

"Bang!" With that, little Fernanke kowtowed heavily and made a sound directly.

"As long as I can get that little bastard to kneel at my feet and beg for mercy, that's nothing!" Fenanke Jr. thought to himself.

"Hey!" Old Fernanke's broken arm and years of dedication to the townspeople came to his mind, he sighed heavily, got up and walked to little Fernanke, and said, "Stand up, don't kneel me, I'm not dead!" ”

Little Fernanke hurriedly stood up, wiped the dust on his forehead, looked at the hemp straw eyes and said, "Are you willing to teach me?" ”

"Hmph, you're going to move your old immortal dad out!" Ma Straw replied, and there was no look of pleasure on his face.

Little Fernanke was ecstatic, and his whole body trembled with excitement.

"Don't be too happy, stand quietly, relax your body, don't move!" Ma Straw said.

"Hmm!" Little Fernanke's chick nodded as if pecking rice, very obedient, and stood still.

Ma Straw placed his palm on Fenanke's shoulder, his eyes slightly closed, and a gentle energy passed into Fenanke's body through his palm, probing his body.

After a moment, Ma Straw opened his eyes, shook his head, and opened his mouth to say, "You are not the material to be a warrior!" ”

It turned out that in the sensory world of hemp straw, there was not the slightest trace of evolutionary essence in the body of little Fernanke, and there was not even a trace of the birth of evolutionary quality.

"What...... What the? I'm not material to be a fighter? Fenanke Jr. couldn't believe his ears and asked.

"That's right! You are not material to be a warrior! Ma Straw repeated his previous words.

"It's impossible, it's impossible, that lowly little mongrel can become a warrior, why can't I!" Little Fernank was hysterical, pointing at the city and yelling.

"Say mongrel again!" The city suddenly ejected from his seat, standing on the side of Fenanke Jr., his voice cold.

"Isn't it? Don't you know that? Hahaha! Fenanke looked sideways at the city, mocking in his eyes.

"Enough!" A loud roar came, and little Fernanke's eardrums were buzzing, and it turned out to be hemp straw yelling: "You fucking are exactly the same as your eight mothers-in-law!" ”

With that, he twisted little Fernanke's neck and dragged the fat man like a chicken out of the gate.

Throwing little Fernanke out of the door, Ma Straw squatted down, and said viciously to little Fernanke: "If you dare to say anything nonsense in front of the city, Lao Tzu will definitely cut off your pickled dick and your filthy tongue and feed it to the dog!" ”

With that, he turned and entered the door, kicked it violently, and closed the door shut.

"Boss, what's going on Boss!" The two attendants who were guarding the door hurriedly came over and helped little Fernanke up.

"Did you agree?" A follower asked.

"Nope!" Little Fenanke's face was dead, and he said weakly.

"You've lowered yourself so much, I really don't know what to do!" The attendant continued.

"It's not about the hemp straw, it's the little bastard, it's all the little bastard!! I saw the little bastard and the hemp straw muttering and wondering what he had said, he must have been the one who was the fault of it! Fenanke Jr.'s voice was low, and his eyes were as resentful as substance.

His hatred of the city had taken over every cell of his body.

"Hehe, one day, whether it is the city or everyone related to him, they will die, all of them will die!" Little Fenanke's eyes looked in a certain direction, and his voice was like that of a demon in the abyss.