"Hmm."

"Just hit you... Does it hurt? ”

The old white ape looked at the young white ape's somewhat swollen head, and asked with some distress.

"Hey, it doesn't hurt!"

"I'm going to fight!"

The young white ape smirked twice, subconsciously touched his head, and then became grinning and trotted away.

"What a silly little guy."

"Hehe..."

Looking at the departing figure of the young white ape, the old white ape shook his head with a smile, retracted his gaze, and sat on the throne boredly, still looking harmless to humans and animals, and even connected with the signal of the demon control with great interest, brushing up the internal forum of the human race.

"Tsk, the Terran has a great victory..."

"How dare you make it up."

"Hey, this post is interesting, what kind of experience is it to be threatened by the people of the light group in the middle of the night."

"These guys, the title is more interesting than the other."

The old white ape said with a smile, and then silently logged in to his level 40, glittering account, and edited a post very skillfully.

According to an unnamed person, Yu Mo's legs are so lame! ’

Immediately after, the old white ape edited a second post.

'On how people who lose their legs go to the toilet!' ’

These two posts are quite the essence of the human race!

At least after uploading it for only a few minutes, it has quickly accumulated heat and attracted countless discussions.

And the old white ape himself was excited to participate in the comment area.

Finally, it drew a picture with a wicked smile.

It is a stickman with no legs, a small dot in the middle of his legs, and a simple wheelchair underneath.

Then this stickman is flying, accompanied by a few droplets.

Special image.

As soon as this picture came out, it was quickly topped up to the hot comments.

The group below expressed their amazement at the feat of the old white ape.

"It's been half a year, and no one dares to scold Yu Mo! Especially when playing so hard! ”

"O strong man!"

"When Yumo kills you live, I'll give you a reward!"

"Say nothing, Warriors!"

"To freedom!"

The comments all expressed their admiration for the old white ape, but what was revealed in and out of the words was still a little.

The old white ape is dead.

There are even people who have bought paper for it in advance.

"Hehe, stand up as proof!"

"Yu Mo can't kill me!"

"I scolded him in front of him for being lame, and he could only endure it!"

The old white ape swore an oath, full of pride!

And then...

He just watched with his own eyes as the signal on his phone suddenly disappeared, and the forum could not be refreshed.

"Hey..."

"Hey, Yumo, you're crazy!"

"You don't want information?"

"Stop my phone, who will send you information in the future!"

"Maniac!"

The old white ape was a little angry and said scoldingly.

Then, it saw a crack open in the gate of the Demon Suppression Pass, and immediately after, a soldier rode a motorcycle and rushed towards the demon camp at a very fast speed.

The monsters froze, then licked their lips excitedly, waiting for the food to come to the door.

"Don't move!"

The old white ape hurriedly shouted and waited quietly.

Until the soldier in the reserve shook the front of the car and stopped the motorcycle steadily.

"Who's the old white hair!"

No one answered.

But many demon beasts subconsciously set their eyes on the old white ape.

"What a grudge..."

The old white ape couldn't help but mutter, but he still said weakly: "I, I'm the old white hair." ”

"Oh!"

"The general has an order, change your mobile phone."

"I also brought you a sentence, don't be blind BB on the forum in the future!"

I have to say that the soldiers in the reserve are really notoriously flustered.

I dared to come over on a motorcycle alone, and I dared to repeat the original words in front of a group of demon beasts, and the tone imitated subtlely.

When he finished speaking, the soldier crossed his neck: "Kill me?" ”

"Why should I kill you..."

The old white ape couldn't cry or laugh.

"Oh!"

"Pick up a life, go back and eat something good!"

The soldier grinned, showed a simple smile, just took out a box of cigarettes in his pocket, lit one for himself, took a puff, started the motorcycle again, and walked away, that is called a chic!

With this kind of bearing, this kind of tiger energy, at least within two years, don't think about it!

Only people who don't care about life and death at all dare to play like this in the hosts.

"Damn..."

"Why is this person pretending to be like that?"

"Why is he pretending to be like that!"

The old white ape was a little stunned at first, and then he was even more angry!

Pointing to the speeding motorcycle, it jumped straight to its feet.

"Teach him a lesson!"

"Grab his box of cigarettes for me!"

"I still smoke, I haven't smoked before, he smokes in front of me!"

"I don't allow anyone to be more chic than me!"