Chapter 815 816 Playing Something Exciting?

A few words in a row were worth the half-hundred-year-old man who was so proud that he couldn't get off the stage, and a touch of blue appeared on his well-maintained face.

"Do you apologize?"

"Are you going to fight?"

Under the teng, the half-hundred-year-old man turned red: "Dog***." Stinky and settled, I'll smoke you......

Syllable!

I threw it over!

It's just that he didn't draw half a hundred old men this time, and the purple gold bamboo was held in Huang Guanyang's hand.

"Child teacher!"

"That's all for today."

Huang Guanyang held the purple bamboo and said in a deep voice, "This purple bamboo is my master's thing. Return it. You go."

I backhanded, and Zijin Zhu pulled it out of Huang Guanyang's hand: "This is evidence of Xia Er's scolding. I've got to keep it."

"You're the second arm. Your whole family is two-armed."

Xia Er's arms were like a little tiger baring his teeth and scolding me: "Zizhu is back. Otherwise, you're not welcome."

"Warning you, poodle. I'm not afraid that you are a student of Lu Lao, and I am not afraid that you will beat the face of the Long family, that is them, and our Xia family is not easy to mess with."

Xia Erjian can say this, which is enough to prove that this kid is indeed a heartless eye.

"Listen to your tone, isn't your Xia family still better than the Long family?"

Xia Er's arms suddenly stretched out his neck, and he shouted angrily, "You know a fart. Wait for my grandfather ......."

The latter words were stopped by Huang Guanyang, Xia Er's arm was quite unhappy and stubbornly choked, pointing at me and threatening: "Hurry up and return my things." Otherwise, I want you to look good."

I whispered, "It's not impossible to return your Zizhu. Apologize to me first. I'll see how I feel when it's over."

"You want to be beautiful!"

Xia Er's arms straightened up and his thin little chest screamed, "Shi can be killed, but not humiliated!"

I said lightly, "If you don't apologize, then I'll break her!"

"How dare you!"

"How dare you!"

"***Dare!" Suddenly, many people at the door shouted in unison, their faces frightened and angry.

The half-hundred-year-old man was fierce: "The surname is Tong. I'm tired of it. Dare to break my master Zizhu. Lao Tzu broke your four legs."

Wow!

I grabbed the purple gold bamboo with both hands, and I was about to break it!

Everyone at the door changed color in unison.

"Child teacher."

Huang Guanyang roared and pressed my hand: "Zizhu is my master's love, if you break her, our Xia family will definitely be inseparable from you."

"Your path is narrow enough now, don't go to a dead end."

"Xia Erjian doesn't apologize to me, I not only have to walk a dead end, I also have to cross a single-plank bridge."

Xia Erjian shouted violently: "I want to apologize to you, young master." Unless I die."

"Senior Brother Huang, Senior Uncle Shen, you just let him take Zizhu away. I told him not to survive tonight."

Hearing this, I said lightly, "Don't wait for the evening."

As I spoke, I pushed away the yellow crown raised, and the purple gold bamboo smashed into the stone lion at the door.

Huang Guan's eyes were quick to stop me for the second time, and he shouted in a deep voice, "Master Tong, do you have to do something absolutely necessary?"

I looked at Huang Guanyang indifferently: "Now, it's useless to apologize."

Huang Guanyang kept a calm face and tried his best to suppress his emotions.

In the twilight, the half-hundred-year-old man shouted in a deep voice, "You have to apologize!"

"Just by the rules!"

"What rules?"

The half-hundred-year-old man gritted his teeth and shouted, "Old Yan Capital City used to have rules, and whoever disobeyed would choose a place to fight."

"Of course, that's a reckless bastard, our Xia family is different."

The half-hundred-year-old man's two snake eyes stared at me gloomily, revealing a sinister smile: "You poodle is also engaged in identification, and you also broke the original Yuanren autumn hunting map."

"I also heard that Qianlong Songyang Han Botu Qianlong Shroud. You did it, too."

"The headquarters picked up the leakage competition, and you also slapped the old lady Wang Jingzhen in the face."

"You are also a fellow traveler, a master among them."

"Let's have fun......

I was stunned and curious, "Play identification? You follow me?"

The half-hundred old man smiled darkly, "Identification...... For our Xia family, it is commonplace. I admit that your appraisal skills are not bad, but our Xia family can just find someone to come out and kill you."

I couldn't help but scoff and sneered, "Playing with me?"

"Yuanren Autumn Hunting Diagram to understand."

"Xu Chunxiang can even identify the Yuanren Autumn Hunting Diagram, your Xia family...... Just find someone to kill me?"

"Don't tell me, Xu Chunxiang is not your Xia family? What the is going to be Hanlin?"

"How much did you two-arms drink in the morning?"

"Did you get into the fecal water or did you eat the okara?"

When these words came out, the half-hundred-year-old man was suddenly dumbfounded, and the white face of Cao Cao, who was a female deceitful, turned into Guan Gong's jujube red.

Huang Guanyang's face was extremely unsightly, and he turned his head and coughed.

Xia Er's arm directly became mute, and he couldn't twist it.

The Xia family members next to them looked embarrassed and wanted to drill into the cracks.

"Good, good!"

"You mean more than identification?"

Nearby, a bald middle-aged man hissed, "Then it will be done for you."

"It doesn't have to be perfected."

I said, "It's better than the others. I'm afraid that when the time comes, you won't be able to afford to jump into the Secret Cloud Reservoir en masse, and your master will be old, so I won't be able to save you and put yourself in......."

"When the time comes, the three generations of your Xia family will be sealed as the Dragon King of the Secret Cloud Reservoir......

"The surname is Tong. Shut up!"

"Don't insult my grandfather!"

"Tong Shi *** die!"

The half-hundred old man didn't laugh angrily, and the sinister smile revealed hideousness: "The surname is Tong." Since you yourself say not to play identification. Let's have some fun!"

I looked at the half-hundred-year-old man and blinked several times, "What do you call it?"

"Under the Xia family. The second generation of disciples. Nobody. Shen Yuming."

"Written down!"

Shen Yuming shouted, "Do you dare to play? Are you brave enough?"

I shook the ashes and whispered, "You say. How to play?"

"Doubao!"

"Doubao?"

"Yes! Doubao!"

Xia Er's arms covered his bruised face, and he couldn't wait to shout with hatred: "Whatever good things are shown, who wins......

After silently listening to the words of the missing eye, I was stunned for several seconds, and I couldn't believe my ears for a while.

"Whoever has the highest historical and economic value will win?"

Xia Er's arms bared his teeth and grinned and screamed hatefully.

"Yes!"

"The loser gives the same amount of compensation to the winner? Or just win the loot?"