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Such a large-scale invasion also disturbed the Pisces dwarves who remained in the winter green woods.

It can be said that the sudden action of Wang Dazhui this time greatly surprised all Pisces, in addition to most of the young people in the tribe who went to watch the performance, the old people who stayed behind also relaxed their vigilance, and they were leisurely drinking the strong luther juice while roasting the fire.

When they heard the report that a group of menacing Sacred Clothes troops had arrived in the Wintergreen Forest Foreground, the old people still couldn't believe it.

It wasn't until the loud roar of the trees being knocked down reached that the dwarves left behind in Pisces hurriedly put down their jugs and rushed to the front line to see what was going on.

In the face of nearly a hundred demolition machines, the dwarves left behind by Pisces suddenly felt at a loss, they thought that today was a truce day, but they didn't expect that Andromeda would take advantage of today to forcibly attack.

Now almost all the young and strong dwarves of the Pisces family are watching the performance of the Glory Sky Rider in the Winter Leaves Plain, hundreds of miles away, and there are less than ten dwarves left to guard, how can they be the opponents of these demolition personnel?

The patriarch Khan Sen is also one of the dwarves left behind, it's not that he doesn't like the Glory Sky Ride, it's just that he is too old to travel far away, so he didn't go to the show. He also relaxed his guard today, and was drinking and bragging with a few old friends just now.

"What should I do? Khansen?" Seeing this scene of destruction that was imminent, several drunken dwarves couldn't turn their minds, and an old companion beside him asked the patriarch.

"What should I do?" Hansen was asked, his brain and chest seemed to be on fire, "Everyone, wear holy clothes, and fight with this group of bitches!"

Dwarves have a fiery temper, especially those whose brains have been numbed by alcohol, and if they are asked to take on the dragon alone at this time, they will definitely not hesitate.

"Oh!oh!oh!" let out a group of old drunken buddies roaring like beasts. In response to the patriarch's construction.

But it is said that Wang Dazhui is leading a group of demolition teams to wantonly knock down winter green trees, and their purpose this time is very simple, that is, to destroy it, until this piece of land loses its value, and then it can be purchased at a low price.

At this time, a loud roar interfered with the work of Wang Dazhui and his gang, and only eight machines rushed out from the depths of the woods.

These eight planes are dilapidated and old, standing crookedly, and they don't seem to have the slightest combat effectiveness.

The appearance of such a blocker couldn't help but make Wang Dazhui sneer in his heart. He didn't care about these eight machines, but continued to urge his subordinates to work hard.

"You rabbit cubs, you actually look down on Uncle Ben!" said a few crooked people in a very unclear tone, "Uncle Ben broke into the world, and when he went to the deepest coal hole to dig coal, you rabbit cubs were still wetting the bed! You, don't think that you can do whatever you want if you find this little person, Uncle Ben didn't look at it at all!"

Hearing these words, Wang Dazhui and his gang understood that these eight old men had drunk too much. They didn't care about it and continued their sabotage work.

Sensing that the enemy was despising them, several old dwarves couldn't stand it anymore and they roared. Rushed over and knocked down a worker who was cutting down a winter tree with a chainsaw.

Immediately after, eight old dwarves piloted the machine qì man, and punched the left. With a right kick, several people who were destroying the machine were knocked to the ground in a row.

A few tattered old-fashioned holy clothes had already affected the work, and Wang Dazhui frowned. I had to get a few of my men over and get them to get in the way.

However, something unexpected happened, corresponding to the eight old-fashioned holy clothes, Wang Dazhui only ordered eight of his subordinates to deal with it, but in a first-class comparison, the eight subordinates driving the new holy clothes did not know what means were used by the eight old men, and they were beaten to the point that they had no power to fight back, and one of them was even removed from one of their thighs and could no longer stand up.

Wang Dazhui couldn't sit still, and he asked ten more of his men to join the battle in order to solve these annoying blockers.

However, even if more than double the manpower was added, it would not be able to defeat those eight old-fashioned holy clothes, no, it should be said that those eight old-fashioned holy clothes were still at ease.

Under the attack of the eight old-fashioned holy clothes, the seventeen new holy clothes were like a flat boat in the wind and waves, unable to grasp the rhythm at all, and were beaten to the ground, looking for parts.

"Those guys, I can't imagine it's so difficult to deal with. Wang Dazhui said through gritted teeth.

"Boss, they use the long-lost drunken eight immortals. At this time, the city of Water Snake came up and whispered to Wang Da Hammer, "It's very difficult to deal with." ”

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, look at that fat holy clothes, obviously the body is so heavy, but the body is so flexible, the rolling kick just now is Zhang Guolao's drunken tossing cup and kicking a chain. The tall holy clothes, the fingers of both hands are hard and powerful, you see, he buckled the throat of the holy clothes, it must be Uncle Cao Guo's immortal toasting and locking the throat buckle, and, also, the ugliest and most coquettish, walking seems to be disorderly, in fact, there is a lot of articles, he definitely used He Xiangu to bounce his waist and get drunk and offer a swing step......"

"Enough, enough, is there anything you can do to solve it?" Wang Dazhui impatiently lit a cigar and asked the city.

"My subordinates have a plan to clean up these eight old men without much effort. ”

"Be quick!" When the city heard the boss's words, although he couldn't see his expression, he felt that it was unusually cold and cruel.

"Obey!" After receiving the order, the city immediately dismissed the dozen or so abused subordinates, came up in person, and one of them drove the holy clothes to face the eight old-fashioned holy clothes with unique skills.

The eight Pisces elders also sensed that this guy who dared to step forward to challenge alone had a stunt, and looked at the city vigilantly.

The two sides entered a delicate confrontation, and the nine planes circled on the spot, slowly pacing and looking at the opponent, and no one dared to make a move in advance, for fear of falling into the enemy's trap.

In the eyes of everyone, the momentum of the dragon and tiger battle exuded between the nine holy clothes, and they had to retreat a little to avoid being affected by the pond fish.

After a stick of incense, the city finally couldn't hold it anymore, only to see him manipulating the holy clothes, making the holy clothes stand up straight so that they could appear taller, and then the city luck dantian, sang loudly:

"It's late at night, the wind is quiet, good baby, go to sleep, mom hug ......"

Yes, like a fake lullaby, the voice is pure and beautiful, which shows the singer's skills.

Eight old men were horrified, and they hurriedly stepped forward to stop the city's conspiracy.

It's a pity that it's too late, the so-called master made a move, and the missed machine was like a life, only to see the eight machines and people fall in front of the holy clothes controlled by the city one after another, and some are even only one step away from the target, but they can't get closer.

Yes, these eight old men had already drunk too much, and the deep alcohol had paralyzed their brains, and they were already drunk at the time of the battle, but the opponent made matters worse, and sang them such a beautiful lullaby to their faces, and finally made them sleepy and overcome their fighting spirit, and they fell asleep one after another.

Hearing the snoring sound coming from the eight old-style holy clothes, the city quietly walked to Wang Dazhu's side and said triumphantly: "Boss, it's done." ”

Wang Dazhui looked at this qiē, couldn't help wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, and manipulated the machine to wave his hand to his subordinates who were in a daze, and signaled: "Keep working, quietly, shoot, don't." ”