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What the? Are you Ultraman? Got the fat brother and I yelled out of the house in the middle of the night, and when it came to you, you sued Brother Sù for such a bullshit reason, it's fun to play tricks, isn't it?

The fat man was completely angry: "Boss, you are Ultraman, Lao Tzu is still like the Buddha, the demon who came, in front of the Buddha, don't pout your ass, let the deity kick it happily, Lao Tzu ran over in the middle of the night, you just sue me for this, why don't you say that you are Brother Stockings, at least, Brother Stockings is a hundred times stronger than that Brother Gougua's garbage Ultraman......"!

"Fatty, congratulations, you got it right, brother is the stockings brother you have always wanted to find and follow to the end, you can kneel down and kowtow to say hello, hehe......".

Song Yicheng showed a shameless and extremely cheap smile, and said there with a hint of teasing in his eyes at the fat man who was blushing.

"You say you're boring, boss, what's the matter with me, are you what you are? You don't come here, don't insult my idol, okay, don't think that you wear a black dress worn by Brother Stockings, I will believe you, you didn't see this dress, I am also wearing it, this kind of clothes, now sold on Taobao is very popular, do you think you can buy it"?

"Besides, from childhood to adulthood, I don't know who you are! If you are Brother Stockings, the sows will be able to go up the tree, really, by the way, Boss, do you say that Brother Stockings' ability has the ability of the Holy Clothes team launched by the United States......"?

Song Yicheng didn't say anything more, just turned his head slightly, didn't tinker with anything there, ignored the fat man's questioning, and was busy with his own business there.

"Boss, I'm asking you, have you heard, help me analyze it, I don't believe it, with Brother Stockings' martial arts, he won't be able to beat those saint warriors in the United States...... Yes...... You...... He...... Old, boss, you, like, so similar, oh my God......"!

The fat man was still there and couldn't finish pouting, and when he was worried about the strength of Brother Stockings with a sad face, Song Yicheng turned around suddenly at this time, and his originally unobstructed face was covered with a black masked cloth scarf, and on the face towel, a pair of bright big eyes full of smiles looked at the fat man so lightly.

"Boss, don't say it, you wear this face towel, it's really a little similar to my idol stockings, why didn't you think I thought to order a face towel, no, I have to make a few of it tomorrow, hehe......."

The fat man looked at Song Yicheng in front of him excitedly, and slapped his right hand on his thigh, yes, why don't you know how to make a few masks, and you still think you are a hardcore brain fan of Brother Stockings, look, you don't have your own boss professional.

Yes! What kind of eyes are these, boy? Brother is like this, haven't you even recognized the great figure of your brother's wise and martial arts?

That's right, the gun, the overlord gun, Song Yicheng thought of it, only moved lightly in his hand, and a purple-black gun more than three meters long appeared in his own hand, this goods shook the big gun, put a fire and burned the sky, the right hand held the gun behind him, the head of the gun pointed obliquely at an angle of forty-five degrees, and the left hand was gently pushed out in front of him in the palm shape, slightly destroying the strong internal force in the dantian, under the encouragement of the energy, the clothes on the body of the goods all bulged, and the whole person looked fluttering. It reveals a strong sense of slaughter.

The fat man was already stupid there at this time, and a few drops of crystal saliva unconsciously dripped down from the corners of his wide open mouth, and kept dripping to the ground, and the whole person was so dead fixed there, refusing to even roll his eyes.

Fatty, brother is like this, why don't you kid come here to worship, is my brother's overlord not intense enough? Okay, brother will give you another hand, let you see my brother's newly learned marksmanship one-handed eighteen picks!

Song Yicheng patronized in front of his own dead friend, and didn't pay attention to what the fat man was doing now, this thing saw that the fat man didn't react, thinking that his performance was not in place enough, and immediately destroyed more than half of the power in his body, and poured these true qi into the overlord gun in his hand, waved the spear with both hands and gently swiped forward, only to see a faint energy coming out of the gun, after a loud bang, the wall opposite the entire living room, with the TV wall in front of the brick wall, and the LCD TV set placed on the TV wall, all of which turned into a pile of residue under this faint gunlight, and it filled most of the living room in such a mess.

"Ah, what's going on, is there an earthquake? Damn, no, Master, you just reprimanded us not to destroy things, why did you just tear down the house here in just a short while......"?

Looking at the little fat man and the second fool who ran out barefoot, Song Yicheng wanted to cry a little without tears, damn, is my brother a bad star today, I just bought a new house for a month, my brother has only lived for a few days, why did he become like this!

"That, fat man, didn't scare you, I'm really sorry, my skills have improved recently, I didn't pay attention, this wall was swept up by my gun, this, tomorrow, you send someone to rebuild it"!

Song Yicheng looked at Chang Fatzi there with an embarrassed face, and said embarrassedly, he didn't want to think about who created the marksmanship with this one-handed eighteen picks, which was the period of Chu and Han rivalry, and the marksmanship used by Xiang Yu, the most powerful martial arts cultivator in Western Chu at that time.

This feather, at that time, was known as the strength to carry the tripod, the strength of the mountain hero, Xiang Yu is proficient in eighteen weapons, but he loves the spear of the ancestor of a hundred soldiers, so he uses it

A meteorite fell from the sky in Huiji County, creating an overlord gun weighing more than 300 pounds, and creating this set of one-handed eighteen picks.

This marksmanship looks ordinary, just eighteen simple and direct actions, but it covers the marksmanship in the stabbing, stabbing, slashing, winding, circle, blocking, holding, pounce, point, dial, slide, teasing, picking, twisting, smashing, dancing, and splitting and smashing the gun.

Eighteen styles can be freely combined, with a unique luck technique, but also in the strength of the ancient and modern, known as the world's unique, invincible, although this Song Yicheng is a simple flirtation, but inadvertently used this one-handed eighteen picks in the luck technique, plus the internal qi in his body has been successfully promoted to the realm of first-class masters, the internal force in the dantian is promoted to a more refined inner true qi, these two combined, how can this mere brick wall withstand such a harmful attack.

"Great, great, hahahaha, I'm good, I see who dares to look down on me fat, my boss is a stocking brother, hehe, you can see a living person, yes, good, God, boss, you don't want to teach me martial arts, okay, okay, hurry, come on, come on, don't pity me because I'm a flower......"!

The fat man fainted happily, hahahaha, I didn't expect that the object of my longing was my own boss, which is really good, by the way, the boss called me in the middle of the night, he must have taught me the magical martial arts he mastered, oh my God, my brother finally came out, hahahaha.

"Master, who is this fat man? What kind of martial arts do you teach, sue sù you, fat man, what my master has mastered is not any martial arts, but the legendary exercises for cultivating true and cultivating immortals, no, it is the practice of cultivating demons, sue sù you, we can be the only descendant of the supreme lineage of the ancient demon path, my master is the legendary demon ancestor, and I am the future little devil, the invincible old demon in the future...... Oh, Master, how are you hitting me......".

Song Yicheng withdrew the finger that knocked on the head of his unobtrusive apprentice, turned his head, and said embarrassedly: "Fatty, don't listen to this little bastard's nonsense, what kind of devil demon ancestor, that's all I bluffed this kid to play, by the way, let's get to know it, this is called Mao Xiaogang, my new apprentice in Zhengzhou, this is called Ersil, it's my friend, in fact, I called you over today, just to meet the greatest wish in your heart, so that you can become that martial arts master in the shortest possible time, Don't say anything sensational to me, who is with whom we two brothers ......."

"Then what are you waiting for, boss, I've been ready for a long time, come on, brother will hand over more than two hundred catties to you today, boss, hurry up, I can't wait......."

Half an hour later, the fat man who lost more than ten pounds and pulled five or six times, covered his nose with one hand, made an ok victory gesture with the other, and walked out of the stinky toilet refreshedly, with a look of wind sao, can it not stink, the second fool and Mao Xiaogang pulled it six or seven times alone, the smell in the toilet has not yet run away, this often fat man continues to pull, it is not bad if he does not smoke the dead person, but looking at the expression of this fat man, the effect of the pill just now and the pill of Yiqi should not be bad.

"Boss, this is really amazing, just a short time, I will become a master? I try, I split ......"!

With a bang, the only intact dining table in the living room turned into a pile of wood pieces under the punch of Chang Fat, how many times has it been today? Song Yicheng was speechless when he watched on the side, let's fight, let's fight, all of them are crazy, none of them are normal, these tables of poor brother, how many times has my brother used it yet? Think about this goods, among the few of them, he is the happiest one who just demolished the wall!

"Boss, this, I, I can't help it, I can't blame me, I want to complain, I complain that the position of this table in your house is so handsome, I can't help but punch it, in order to celebrate my brother becoming a martial arts master today, I decided, boss, all the furniture in your house, tomorrow I will pay for it, let's replace it with the most expensive and beautiful ......."

Speaking of this, the body couldn't help but run to another room, where he kept punching and kicking all kinds of furniture and supplies, until he heard the sound of booming endlessly, and the house also sounded from time to time that the fat man was so cool, so cool and so on, dare to love this fat man is addicted.

"Leave me a few pieces, I haven't smashed enough, that fat brother, leave a few pieces for me, I haven't had enough fun, it's a big deal, all the money to buy furniture tomorrow will be paid by me, leave me a few pieces......"!

The little fat man was not slow to react, the fat man just smashed a few pieces, and the goods quickly ran to another room, and began to destroy the furniture inside, and finally, even the honest and honest two fools also joined the army of losers, and the entire villa suffered the largest damage in its history after a while.

"Don't, leave me a bed, my brother still has to sleep tonight......."

In the end, Song Yicheng's shouting was still a step late, and at the same time as he shouted out his words, the big bed in the last bedroom upstairs was thrown out by the three guys in unison, and the innocent and poor big bed turned into a pile of broken wood under the strong external force.