Chapter 164: Small Victory

Suba is worthy of being the "Grim Reaper" of Chiyitang, seeing so many people kneeling down in front of him, looking miserable and pitiful, his face did not fluctuate at all. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

I saw him take two or three steps forward, and then walked in front of the two little ghosts who were angry with his "black box", and said in a calm tone mixed with a hint of viciousness: "You two ...... Do you have any plans?"

The two of them were already sweating profusely, their crotch was wet, and they couldn't make a sound, so they had to respond, "You...... What do you want to ...... Do whatever you want!"

"Alas, I, Su, am also a person with a head and a face in the rivers and lakes, and I insist on dealing with you juniors, isn't it self-surrendering? Alas, forget it, forget it this time, in the future, when you go out, these little eyes, it's better to open them a little, otherwise, even if you lose your little life one day, I don't know what it's for!"

Suba preached with a pleasant face, as if he was instructing his little brother, but he touched many people present.

Suba, known as the "smiling face god", would be so good-looking?

According to their previous estimates, these guys who knelt on the ground and did not know whether they were alive or dead were hung up and beaten severely, with their hands and feet cut off and their lives cut off, or at worst ...... Hehe, that's hard to say.

"The firewood gang is worthy of doing great things! Suba, who used to dare to kill even the young heads of Xingtianmen and Cuijiabao, has now become so generous? ”

It can be seen that the leader of the firewood gang is a living bodhisattva with a good heart! Even people like Suba can be influenced. ”

"I heard that there are a total of five bigwigs in the firewood gang, and this Suba is only ranked fourth, so you can imagine what kind of characters the others are. ”

"No wonder, the firewood gang has committed so many big things in the past few months, and any gang dares to provoke it, this is strength!"

"What should I do, I really want to join the firewood gang! Wu Yuanchong is as timid as a mouse, and he has no responsibility......

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For a while, hundreds of Guiyuan sect disciples, as well as hundreds of honest people from Changping Ranch, talked about it one after another.

Hong Qi didn't expect that someone would be angry with his small tank car, he just told Suba in advance that their firewood collection gang would be the first big gang in martial arts in the future, so he naturally had to show a little generosity, but he didn't expect that this generosity would receive such a well-received effect.

However, Hong Qi's heart was not very happy......

This Suba really doesn't know how to be flexible, be generous, just be generous to others, those two who scratched the little tank, how can they be asked to pay a little money for the wagons, how can they easily let go?

This is a matter of course! This is not a matter of bullying the small with the big and the weak with the strong.

This is a small tank that he drew day and night for six or seven days, and he sent people, supervised the work, made iron, and painted paint, and drove for more than two months to catch up with the small tank car.

Kyushu is so big, this is the only one!

Alas, the first time it came in handy today, it gave people a "face", how is this good?

After some repairs, it costs a lot of silver, and he is not complained about by Chang Gengjie's big housekeeper for a few days, that is a strange thing!

In the end, this gambling incident ended with a loud thunder and a small rain, except for Changping Ranch, which did not alarm more people.

When the people of the Guiyuan faction remembered Hong Qi, Luo Pan and Duan Shaoping, they found that they were gone.

disappeared together, and the beautiful woman who followed behind Wu Yuan Chong and was left in place by Wu Yuan Chong, who was as timid as a mouse.

Their first reaction, of course, was that the three stinky boys and the weak beauty had slipped away quietly in the pile of firewood collectors.