In this situation, if a normal person who is mentally sound and has no history of naked running sees it, it is estimated that they will be scared to the point of being mentally abnormal. Ah, you still ask why, isn't this nonsense, it's you, you see such an abnormal thing, you are still normal Wow, then you must be a strange person who has been racing for three years without deteriorating poisonous moon cakes.

The gossip is far away, the book is back to business, and in this case, the fat man and I are really happy without heart and lungs, and it is from the bottom of our hearts, and we are so happy that we want to sing and dance.

Because, the pleasant sound of scolding the street from the mouth of the old car is the voice of Uncle Li's fake duck! And it may be because Uncle Li has become popular recently, the male duck's voice is even darker than before, well, that voice has a bit of Zeng Zhiwei's charm.

Watching Uncle Li get into the car Lao Dao's body, although I was a little surprised with the fat man, I don't know how it was such a coincidence, Uncle Li actually appeared here, and saved our lives at the moment of crisis, but, regardless of whether it was a coincidence or a heart, in short, as long as Uncle Li came, it seems that this car Lao Dao will not easily retreat.

As far as Uncle Li's dung truck hit the door, he had to stop and taste the salty character, the two apprentices were into this third grandson, if he didn't want to get back some face, and then take advantage of it, that is still Uncle Li's character who will be repaid, I rely on it.

Sure enough, the big mouth that was as sharp as a meteor and lightning was slashed down, and Che Laodao's cheeks, which had no flesh, were immediately swollen and translucent, which was called a plump. What's even more annoying is that Uncle Li, the old guy, still has to ignore people, he has smoked people like that, he is not idle, and he still vaguely reads Sanqi and scolds the idle street by taking advantage of Che Laodao's mouth that is like a sausage.

To tell the truth, what is a hooligan, today we are really informed, as far as Uncle Li's process, the whole is a backbone-level old city manager: one face, two words, first the work of a big brick (or a big mouth), and then theorize with you, the theory does not understand, continue to give Sanbin (the meaning of Japanese fighting), in the Northeast dialect is to force the Ula hammer, and then force the Ula hammer, and then beat you without discussion.

However, having said that, the chengguan seems to be oppressive and good, and Uncle Li is definitely anti-violence and peaceful, although some methods and methods are not suitable for children, but the flaws are not hidden, and the general direction is still very compatible with the harmonious society, what about the old guy thief? ? ? Dare to argue with a harmonious society, no matter how big a hooligan is, he will get a shell, so he will not be stupid.

Che Lao Dao is the number one person, but, don't look at him just facing me and the fat man, who is lightning and invincible, but, as soon as he met Uncle Li, he immediately went blind, and his eyes were blue and he put a cannon with Bao Zhuang, which is called a little back, and he bought a spittoon and plunged his head into it.

Seeing that Che Laodao, who had just cleaned himself up enough, was made by Uncle Li and had no temper at all, this fat man ran to the grave bag with two red-faced faces, limped and limped, picked up a machete that Hong Weidong dropped just now, and then stuffed Che Laodao's hand with a wicked smile:

"Uncle Li, this old calf is not a thing, what, why don't you let him swing a knife from the palace."

As soon as the fat man said this, not only Che Lao Dao was stunned, but even I was a little dizzy, really dizzy, your uncle's dead fat man, you are really just watching the excitement and not afraid of chaos, how do you think about it, you should be this Che Lao Dao is undefeated in the East, and he also wields a knife from the palace, why don't you just spend his face and directly change to practice the Phaseless Divine Skill, I'll go.

At this moment, Che Laodao's mouth made two sounds almost at the same time, one was Uncle Li's "be careful", and the other was Che Laodao's "looking for death". Immediately afterwards, Che Laodao kicked his legs forward with a standard front kick, and the fat man fell to the ground 3 meters away with the machete in his hand, and his body twitched and twitched.

I rushed over to check the fat man's life and death, hey, I was all amused: you said that this heartless foodie is really resistant, and he was stunned by the sad and angry slap of the old road, and he still hugged the machete like a big girl, and he still said in his mouth: "I'm fucking you, playing around and killing you, it's really not exquisite." ”

I looked at him with tears and laughter: "Senior brother, you can have a snack!" ”

The fat man forked, Che Laodao took advantage of the slight distraction of Uncle Li's soul in his body, his hands suddenly closed together, passed the back of the fourth finger with the little finger of his right hand, hooked the middle finger of his left hand, pinched the horizontal stripe of the palm of his palm, and straightened the second and fourth fingers to form a purple micro big seal handprint, and then shouted loudly in his mouth: "Chop ten sounds, should be ten sounds, and the ten yuan monarchs will accompany me." Break!"

Che Lao Dao was indeed not an ordinary person, and as he said the word "break", the golden charm on the red jacket he was wearing suddenly began to flutter and fly, and turned into a cold light, shooting into his chest like tracer bullets. Then, Che Lao Dao let out a big mouthful of blood, but he didn't care about the blood stains left at the corners of his mouth, but looked at the front with red eyes resentfully.

In front of him, an old man in a soapy coat, with a slightly hunched, thin body like a fast lamb chop, was looking at him with a smug face, and behold, it meant: Small, no, you have to be struggling again,!

That's right, just as the old man in black has a lewd smile on his face, it's not Uncle Li, which one else will it be?

Just now, Che Lao Dao fought hard to injure 8,000 enemies and lose 10,000 self-inflicted losses, and used the Ziwei spell to knock Uncle Li's soul out of his body, however, attacking himself with a charm is tantamount to drinking a donkey to quench his thirst, it seems that this Che Lao Dao is really not lightly injured, just from his Adam's apple constantly rolling up and down, you can guess that he is trying to swallow the blood that swells into his throat.

After a moment, Che Laodao, who had adjusted his breathing, spoke: "You are definitely not an ordinary ghost, who are you?" ”

Uncle Li bared his teeth contemptuously: "Damn, you ask that, I still have to smoke you, I don't even know me, are you still a member of the Daomen?" ”

It can be seen that Uncle Li is very hurt that Che Laodao doesn't know him, and he is very indignant.

The fat man and I couldn't help but shake our heads and smile bitterly, if Che Laodao is pretending to be a criminal, then Uncle Li is definitely pretending to be a reciprocal criminal, and he always obsesses himself with Jay Chou in the yin and yang world, as if whoever doesn't know him is Ultraman.

You said that you were just an old god stick pretending to be a god and a ghost, and you didn't miss the silver that was wronged; After his death, he got mixed with a ghost in the underworld, and he can be regarded as a civil servant, so he thinks he is terrible, isn't he low-key?

Che Laodao smiled: "This master has good means, and he admires it." However, all those who cultivate in the Daomen, regardless of people and ghosts,