Su Fan also ran out, so fast that he flew up, and he had already begun to volley a centimeter into the air.

", stepping on your left foot and stepping on your right foot can really go to the sky, Su Fan, you are flying." Fang Chang followed behind Su Fan, his eyes widening.

"Don't chatter, hurry up and run, I'm afraid that the old man will come and beat me, so I added to the stinging mine." Su Fan's speed was a little faster, and he continued to rise by one centimeter.

Fang Chang's head was a little confused, "Σ(ŎдŎ|||) ノノNo, I added a poop and forget it, Brother Fan, you are not a person, and I also added a minute of silence for the old man. ”

Su Fan patted Fang Chang on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "What's the matter, only the state officials can set fires, and the people can't light the lights." ”⊙(・◇・)？

Fang Chang didn't stand firm under his feet, so he fell in the middle of the branches, "Sure enough, good people are not rewarded, Brother Fan, you go, leave me alone." "( ๑ŏ ﹏ ŏ๑ )

Su Fan didn't force him to take out the sack and put it on Fang Chang's body, and dragged Fang Chang to the river, the two little short legs were upside down fast, and the soles of his shoes were almost worn out. Σ( ´ﾟДﾟ`)

Fat Yue poked out a brain from the grass, and with a sigh, the long sack filled with a square called out on his face, ", I can't afford to engage in sneak attacks." " (╬ ̄皿 ̄)=○#( ̄#)3 ̄)

He stretched out his legs, tripped over the old man who was chasing after him, and threw the old man into the mud.

"Come and hit me stupid, I'm jumping out again, hit me." Su Fan stood by the river and gestured to the old man σ an international friendly gesture ( ̄▽ ̄)

The old man picked up Yue Fat and threw it out, colliding with the long sack.

"Damn, I'm going home, ah,." Fat Yue's weak cry resounded in the sky, and he was still holding a fork in his hand. (°x°)

Su Fan drew a wormhole to the back of the old man's buttocks, and Yue Fatzi's wooden stick stabbed towards the old man's back hill.

"Damn, can you talk about martial arts, three people beat me, an old man, and use deception to engage in sneak attacks." The old man clung to the back mound and fell to the ground.

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"I'll go, I've set a new record, a new indicator" Su Fan looked at the prompt in the anger bar, a little shocked.

Su Fan kicked the stone and flew towards the old man's head, "Old man, you can't do this, I didn't do anything, you need to be so angry with me." "(T_ T)

The old man pulled out a wooden stick and stood up against his old waist, "You don't have a backache when you stand and talk, otherwise you will experience it more ruthlessly than the ten tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty." "[○・｀Д´・ ○]

Another flaming stick flew towards the old man's melon seed, igniting the three remaining hairs.

Murong Xue took a small branch and scribbled, "I."

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dio。 A small flame flew out and hit the middle of the old man's crotch with precision.

"That's not right, this,, I'm going home." The old man rubbed against the branches, like pole dancers, trying to extinguish the fire on his crotch.

Su Fan kicked him to the ground with a flying kick, and kicked his crotch, and the other three also stepped forward to help when they saw this, and kicked the old man's crotch.

(0x0)

Two or three minutes later, a black braised egg with a torn crotch was lying on the ground. , the brain melon seeds are emitting white smoke.

"Brother Fan, are you sure that nothing will happen like this" Fang Chang skillfully put the old man into the sack and fished it on the tree.

Su Fan put his hands behind his back, with a high-ranking posture, it must be fine, 078K.

Fat Yue had an uncomfortable stomach, and discharged a foul-smelling gas, so he picked up the plastic bag and put it in the old man's sack.