"What's the matter, aren't you scared?"

The pock-faced driver smiled, full of pride in his treacherous scheme.

"Oh, it's so hot this day, eat a popsicle and go!"

As he spoke, he took Kejin's arm and went to buy a cold drink.

A popsicle, two yuan, death is expensive.

The pock-faced driver sat down, holding Kejin in his hand, licking affectionately on his mouth, and muttering from time to time.

"It's so cool~"

Kejin was full of resentment.

If you are killed, there is a big living person, can't you buy two?

He wanted to storm and escape again.

But the force on his arm told him that it was delusional.

Maybe I really have to be sent back, it's a shame~

Watching the driver lick the popsicle, Kkin's mouth was a little drooling, and he turned to look at the crowd in line.

Nima, you have to divert your attention, otherwise you are prone to internal injuries!

At this glance, he was shocked again.

It's only been two minutes, and Zhao Dazhi is often so awesome that he has already reached the middle of the team.

Nima, worthy of Zhao Caifeng's father, is really good at queuing up.

As long as you advance a few more positions, you will be able to catch up with the Evil Cultivator Six.

He couldn't help but look forward to what kind of feelings would break out after Zhao Dazhi and the evil cultivator met?

Zhao Dazhi wandered in the queue, staging a superb level of queue cutting.

But that wasn't his intention, he felt it was wrong, it was boring.

The four-winged fallen angel, a demon god-like existence, how could he come to line up?

But he can't help it...

All the way to the west, he could have flown out of China in one night, but he had to walk for several days.

The reason why he is still grinding is that he can't control his soul.

One body and three souls have preserved his strength, but the harm is just as great.

For example, Zhao Caifeng's obsession with cutting in line...

Seeing the eggs at the door of the supermarket, he couldn't help it.

Seeing the queue for the bus, he couldn't help it.

Even the highway with traffic jams, he couldn't help it!

Several times, he soared in the night sky, enjoying the thrill of flying, but the next moment, he landed quickly.

In the long queue of traffic jams, there is an extra tall and thin figure.

He walked through the traffic like a leopard in the dark, and frightened the drivers into screaming.

It wasn't until he overtook all the vehicles that he took to the air in satisfaction and remorse.

It took a few hours, but it turned out to be reversed...

So there is a rumor that there is a leopard who often shows off his superiority on the highway in traffic jams, enjoying the thrill of overtaking.

The highway is nothing, the focus is on the scenery.

The crowds of the Great Wall, waiting to see the sunrise of Mount Tai...

Now that he is in Xichuan Province, in the face of the flow of people in Qingcheng Mountain, his queue cutting disease has committed again...

How sad it is to be a dignified demon god!

Sometimes, he really wants to die headbutt~

Now he didn't think about it, it was important to cut in line.

And this time, he is not too repulsive.

The poem at the mountain gate is clearly written, this is Qingcheng Mountain!

In the seal of that year, Qingchengguan was the main force.

This time, maybe you can get some interest back!

So he's letting himself go, enjoying the thrill of cutting in line.

If someone doesn't open their eyes and dares to provoke themselves, hum~

Zhao Dazhi's body was very fast, and in just two minutes, he arrived at the side of the Evil Cultivator Five.

Like Kejin, many people have seen Zhao Dazhi.

Although it was fast, it was a translational queue, and everyone was not blind, of course they all saw it.

The reason why he didn't make a sound was that Zhao Dazhi was fast enough.

The next dodge went to another team, and he didn't even give him a chance to speak, and he didn't see anything.

But the group of five is different, Delusion and Zhao Defu are both cultivators, and their level is not low.

Especially Zhao Defu.

was concerned by the flower on the other side, and he was always worried, and when he saw Zhao Dazhi coming in line like Ling Bo microstepping, he tightened his chrysanthemum.

There is a case!

Nima, Mo isn't a killer, is he?

"Sweep Gas, Lap, Alas, Chika Eight..."

The jerky incantation was pronounced, and the corpse king in front of him was stunned, and then slapped out.

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, Zhao Dazhi was hit by a big bigus, and his whole body flew out dozens of meters.

"Good! Attaboy! ”

"Awesome, tell him to cut the line!"

"I saw that he was unhappy, but he didn't have time to speak."

"I really didn't expect that with that mother and daughter, there would be people who dared to pan and cut in line."

"Nima, when Brother Hua is fake, I owe it!"

The crowd applauded.

The fallen angel is a god, and he was beaten just for a while, and he didn't expect someone to do it directly, and it was so powerful.

Now that I have suffered this grievance, how can I give up?

So after he fell to the ground, he was angry, and his demonic energy was surging, so he was ready to turn into an angel and fight.

But when he heard the people around him say Brother Hua, his heart trembled.

The unreasonable Grim Reaper, who can fight from a distance and in close combat, the point is the white light saber, which left a serious shadow on him.

I haven't left China yet, maybe I should go!

At least not to show your wings!

"Damn, this man won't die, will he?"

"It's possible, how hard does it take to fall that far?"

"Nima, it's a matter of helping others, do we want to help?"

"I am willing to testify..."

Kjin's eyes narrowed, and he could see the difference.

Zhao Dazhi's chest was panting sharply, and there was nothing at all.

Under the yin and yang, countless demonic qi are swirling, and the pig's head face is rapidly recovering.

Zhao Dazhi turned out to be a big devil, the kind that Kejin couldn't even see.

Karkin was frightened by his own speculation.

Fortunately, he didn't step forward just now, otherwise he would have provoked the devil, and he would have explained in advance.

Thinking of this, he turned around and glanced at the pock-faced driver.

This man is not simple.

What's more... Friend or foe!

"You've delayed me from cutting in line!"

The voice of resentment rang out, and the crowd collectively shuddered.

I saw that Zhao Dazhi had already stood up, staring at the five evil cultivators with blood-red eyes.

Zhao Defu's face was solemn, and his eyes were round with delusion.

Obviously, they also opened their yin and yang eyes and noticed that Zhao Dazhi was not simple.

But three of them quit.

Although they are ordinary people, they are all bastards.

If you are intimidated, then how can you come out and mess around?

The first brother was the first to shout.

"Who the hell are you, you have pink eye!"

"Paralyzed, dare to cut in line in front of us, have you asked your grandfather?" Erbiaohu roared.

"Your uncle, stupid, are you scared, why don't you speak, watch me give you a hair extension!"

The three are the most tiger, and they are about to do it when they get on the ground in a daze.

Bang!

Zhao Dazhi kicked out with a left kick.

"Ah~"

With a scream, the three dudes flew out of the crowd.

Bang!

Coincidentally, he landed at Kejin's table!

The screams stopped abruptly, and Sandu's head hit a stone.

Blood flowed and the crowd fled in all directions.

It's so fierce.

Such a person cut in line, and he really can't stop it.

Blood was about to run out of his feet, and Kejin wanted to get up and hide.

He wasn't too afraid.

Brother Hua exerted his strength, and there was nothing in such a small merger.

Seeing that the three were hanging, the first brother and the second brother were anxious.

As soon as the two touched their waists, they had more daggers in their hands, and their faces became more vicious.

"What the hell are you..."

Before the two of them could finish speaking, Zhao Dazhi's figure came quickly.

A left hook followed by a right whip leg, and two figures flew out.

And by coincidence, it landed in front of Kejin's table again.

Coincidentally, the heads of the two also landed on sharp stones.

This time, the shivering bosses were scared away.

The scene was instantly still, and even the fallen angel Zhao Dazhi stopped moving.

He looked this way with a frown.

Although he shot out angrily, he didn't expect that all three of them would end up there, let alone die.

His gaze fell on the two people behind the table.

The young man had a familiar face, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Although I don't know the hemp face, the breath is more familiar!

Kejin had a heart eye this time, and he saw the whole process clearly, especially the moment when the two of them landed.

The culprit was a sharp stone, but it flew out suddenly from under the table and landed on the back of the two heads.

And behind the desk there were only him and the pock-faced driver.

In other words, these three people are not Hua Gega's, but the hands of the pock-faced driver.

Looking at the pockmarked driver again, he was shocked.

Why are those smiling eyes so familiar, they are exactly the same as those of Brother Hua.

Could it be...

The pock-faced driver was already smiling at the moment.

Nima, it's the merit value sent to the door again~