"Fifty skewers, ten pieces of barbecue, heavy and spicy!"

Just when Ling Xiaorou was thinking about whether to spend money to eliminate the disaster, He Louyuan, who had been immersed in eating barbecue, ate the last piece of barbecue into his stomach and opened his mouth.

The voice was sonorous and powerful, but without a trace of temperature, as if a piece of cold ice was thrown into the oil pot of boiling soup, and it immediately exploded.

The thugs were indignant at the blow, and ran over with kitchen knives, but the clover like a clown jumping off the beam was completely ignored.

The corners of Ling Xiaorou's mouth twitched, this master is really calm, can't he see the situation clearly? was upset by the gangsters and got into trouble, did she take the opportunity to run away with Ling Cheng and Liu Zhu? Or run?

Anyway, she can see it, but anyone who loves to pretend to be 13 either really has the ability, or has a bad brain and a hero complex. And looking at He Louyuan's body of cold air like substance, this master is obviously the former.

Look at the back of the majestic shore, sitting calmly, just like a hero who came out of the sinister rivers and lakes of martial arts, more like a killer who has experienced bloody rain, just a back makes Ling Xiaorou's heart tremble with excitement.

Hero, I've only seen it on TV before, but I've finally seen it alive.

A few gangsters came over to teach He Louyuan, who couldn't see the situation clearly, but Qingsheng, who was sitting next to He Louyuan, stood up with a smile, "I haven't done it for a long time, Lao Tzu's bones are going to rust, just use your group of kings and eight lambs to practice your hands." ”

As he spoke, he rushed into the group of gangsters like a hungry wolf coming down the mountain, and before Ling Xiaorou could see what was going on, she saw kitchen knives flying all over the sky, and then, next to the gangsters who were lying on the ground and screaming in pain, they lay on the ground horizontally.

And in that scene, except for the birthday celebration, there was no one standing.

Ling Xiaorou blinked her eyes, this is the end?

Hero, sure enough, he is a hot-blooded hero who acts bravely, Ling Xiaorou only noticed He Louyuan before, and she didn't expect that this inconspicuous person on the side was the real master.

"A group of waste, just these two moments, dare to learn from people to make money? Get up and fight again! ”

Qingsheng still had a bamboo stick for teeth picking on the corner of his mouth, raised his chin, and hooked his fingers at the gangsters on the ground, looking indescribably arrogant.

The thugs on the ground all spread their limbs and closed their eyes, and directly pretended to be dead. At this time, it is a fool to rush up and find a beating!

"What a bunch of hob meat."

Qingsheng was angry, and walked around in a group of gangsters, this kicked twice, that kicked twice, and none of them shouted pain.

When he walked to the gangster who fell to the ground first and pretended to have a stomachache, the raised foot did not fall for a long time, and the whole expression was even more unspeakably weird.

Looking back at He Louyuan, "Master, why don't you ...... Come and have a look? ”

He Lou was as motionless as a mountain, and let out a cold snort, but the thugs who were still lying on the ground in pain before seemed to have a signal, jumped up from the ground with a 'whoop', and ran away.

The group of thugs lying on the ground and pretending to be dead don't know why, since someone has run away, they don't lie down, anyway, everyone runs together, I don't believe this one can chase them back one by one, run one by one.

In just a few moments, the thugs in one place ran away.

Just ran away? Ling Xiaorou was dumbfounded, it was obvious that this hero with great kung fu and the hero who had always been calm knew each other with a stomachache, could they be in the same group?

Did she drive away the wolf and attract the tiger? Otherwise, how high does the kung fu have to be to pick a dozen or a dozen, or a dozen murderers with kitchen knives, even if they are messy, they have to chop people into stuffing.

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