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The two big black bears are fat and very cute, of course, this is the case that has shrunk them tenfold.

The two brothers are now more than five meters tall, and standing in front of them, it is estimated that they can only see their chubby stomachs and the two lumps between their legs, which are really not related to cuteness.

What's more, they pounced, waving their slaps in the basin, and the stones along the road were all slapped open, unstoppable!

The gold-armored warriors of the Eastern European British Alliance all changed their faces and roared angrily:

"Bastard! This is a general! Do you know about generals?"

"You two want to fight Master Jeffrey, get past us first!"

Hey...

The two brothers stopped at the edge of the valley, and Xiong Da bared his teeth and laughed: "That's okay, you can have some fun before the battle, we two brothers, how about you seventeen?"

The golden-armored warrior was stunned for a moment, his lips trembling and he didn't speak.

This made Xiong Er proud, shook the lump between his legs, and directly snorted in the direction of the golden armor warrior.

The strong physical strength made the water column shoot out more than thirty meters away like a water spray gun.

Red sleeves cover his face: "This bastard bear!"

Xiao Chen didn't care very much, the military was in the army, and it was nothing to have a few rough men, not to mention that Xiong Er, a shameless bastard, was not civilized at all.

There is no such thing as shyness in Xiong Er's head, for him, 'I am happy to be a pet and take advantage of being fed, clothed and warm, I am happy to be a pet' is life...

Xiong Da looked back a little worriedly, and saw that Xiao Chen had no unpleasant expression, so he simply let go, and took a dip in the gourd.

"Ma Danshuang, Lord Xiao Chen is not an eventful old pedant, we will have a better life in the future!"

Thinking like this, Xiong Da opened his foreskin and trembled, and an indescribable bear smell was dispersed by the wind he brought to the faces of the gold-armored warriors.

Vomit~~~

A few of them vomited directly, and the rest of their faces were ugly like the old lady's footcloth.

Xiong Da laughed proudly, and Xiong Er looked at him adoringly.... Big brother is big brother, presumptuous, or big brother is even more shameless...

However, what surprised them was that Jeffrey, who was directly hit by the smell of bears, actually took a deep breath?

"Not bad, good taste, fragrant enough, loud enough, noisy enough, enough taste!"

Jeffrey licked his lips and his eyes lit up: "Hehe, I've seen you two big black bears greedy, bear hearts, livers, and gall bladders, these are all good things to make up.... Your whip is the best of the best, especially suitable for raw chewing!"

Xiong Er couldn't help but shudder, numb!

Bears have always eaten people, where are people eating bears?

As soon as this thought turned in his mind, Xiong Er remembered the time when he was caught by a hunter when he was a child....

Well, it's normal for people to eat bears, bear bile and bear paws are good things, but he is a bear demon now....

Bastards! Youkai have always eaten people, how can anyone eat youkai?

And, chew it raw!

Xiong Er's eyes were red, and he pounced directly.

Seventeen gold-armored warriors tried to step forward, but one of them was kicked away by Jeffrey, and they were too frightened to move.

Breaking his fists, Jeffrey sneered: "These two bears, how can you say that they were once the highest governors of Gucheng Town, and you deserve to fight them?"

The British League in Eastern Europe is clearly divided, and the huge gap in it can even allow Jeffrey to kill a lot of seven stars without any punishment!

Seventeen golden-armored warriors lowered their heads and did not dare to speak back. In their thoughts, since the chief said that Xiong Daxiong Er has the same identity as the chief, then it is the same!

Not only can they not refute the chief, but even without the permission of the direct commander, even if they are subjected to Xiong Erurine, they have to laugh and say yes!

What a sick country...

Tilting his head, Jeffrey strode forward: "Come on, Huaxia's bear cub, let grandpa see how many catties and taels you have, and let grandpa eat a few meals?"

Xiong's one-eyed big bronze bell also turned red, and he jumped over after it, and his huge body rose more than thirty meters and fell heavily.

Suddenly the dust was all over the sky, and it seemed that hundreds of square meters of soil were shaken into the sky...

Under the cover of dust, the battle situation was not clear, and only a huge roar could be heard, which exploded continuously!

Red Sleeves couldn't see the battle situation clearly, and couldn't help but be a little worried.

She looked at Xiao Chen: "My lord, these two fools are a little stupid, but they are still somewhat useful, can they win?"

Xiao Chen smiled and shook his head.

"But they've cultivated..."

Realizing that there were other fighters next to him, Red Sleeves covered his mouth and did not continue to speak.

Xiao Chen's fingers caressed the scroll, and said gently: "Their cultivation time is too short, and they are not Jeffrey's opponent for the time being, this Jeffrey..."

His eyes flickered, and there seemed to be an electric flash in the dark background: "Jeffrey is surrounded by an aura, very similar to me, but a little different, he is more disgusting than me." ”

"It's even disgusting, I don't want to fight him. Because of fighting him, I can't help but draw a knife and hack him to death. ”

Hearing this, Red Sleeves trembled.

Xiao Chen wants to draw a knife?

He's talking about drawing a knife, right?

Is that really right?

The eight-star ghost spirit in the dignified area, at this time, the delicate body is like a weak willow, and it seems that it is about to disperse as soon as the wind blows.

She was really scared.

Let Xiao Chen draw his knife?

What is this concept?

As a result, the chickens and dogs are not left!

She clearly understood that if Xiao Chen drew his sword, then none of the three thousand townspeople, two thousand six hundred prisoners, Wang Li, and even except for Xiong Daxiong and Wang Shichong and her red sleeves, would not survive.

Further, even except for her, who has known the secret for a long time, everyone is going to die!

With her understanding of Xiao Chen, although there is a lot more humanity than the legend, people who are not trusted by him must not know his identity!

Because of Xiao Chen, there is still a reason to keep his identity secret!

Xiao Chen only needs one reason to do things, as long as he has this, he can slaughter all without hesitation!

Thinking of this, Red Sleeves beckoned the soldiers to fight, but was stopped by Xiao Chen.

"The armor hasn't been made yet, and the equipment is not complete, so can't they go out and die?"

"Don't worry, Xiong Daxiong can't beat Jeffrey, some people, not necessarily. ”

Xiao Chen smiled happily, as soon as he came back from outside, he felt a vague aura, which was very familiar and sharp.

He took a sip of wine, moistening his throat slightly, and a light, but continuous, voice went away with the wind.

"Wang Shichong, Shi Kailong's big sword artistic conception, do you understand?"

In the wooden house next to the martial arts arena, the northern man with red sleeves couldn't wake up anymore, heard Xiao Chen's voice, and opened his eyes with a bang.

His eyes were still glazed, but there was a golden iron horse in them.

The whole person seems to be the whole battlefield!

"In this life, I will not be the king, and I will not return the bloody battle!"

muttered out a word, Wang Shichong was like a fast horse, carrying countless sand and dust, galloping to Xiao Chen's side.

"I see. ”

He rubbed his head and smiled.