"Little North ......"

Lin Xiang heard the voice and ran out of the room, his face full of anxiety.

"Don't worry, I'll take your stuff and I'll go out and stretch my muscles. Chen Xiaobei grinned: "Oh, by the way, where is your mop?"

Lin Xiang hesitated: "...... in the bathroom"

"Okay, you're busy. ”

Chen Xiaobei took the mop and walked out directly.

At this time, at the door of Lin Xiang's house, more than a dozen strong men had gathered, all of them with big shoulders and round waists, and they were violent.

This is no ordinary gangster on the street, but a serious gang member!

"Turtle grandson, you are so kind of that you dare to come out alone!"

I saw a middle-aged man walk out, shaved his head, wearing a black T-shirt, and his muscles were swollen, like a bull.

"Who is the turtle grandson scolding?" Chen Xiaobei raised his eyebrows.

"Turtle grandson scolds you!" the bald man shouted confidently.

"Hehe, it turned out that the turtle sun was scolding me, I said why is it so noisy. Chen Xiaobei laughed playfully.

"Poof......

Before the bald head could react, several strong men behind him couldn't hold back their laughter.

"You...... You dare to scold me for being a turtle grandson!" the bald head instantly flushed.

"I'm not scolding, you're admitting it. ”

Chen Xiaobei shrugged his shoulders and said with a wicked smile: "With your IQ, you don't deserve to be scolded." ”

"You...... You ......"

The bald head was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, and shouted angrily: "What the hell are you! When you are dying, you dare to play Lao Tzu? If you are not abolished today, Lao Tzu will not be called bald strong!"

"Poof......

When Chen Xiaobei heard this, he laughed directly.

These two goods don't watch cartoons in 1,000 percent, and they actually give themselves a nickname called Bald Strong!

It's stupid!

Chen Xiaobei directly suspected that the real purpose of his nickname was to laugh at his opponent alive and win without a fight.

"Haha...... If you have a bald head, then there must be Xiong Da and Xiong Er?" Chen Xiaobei couldn't stop laughing.

"I'm the bear big reads;!"

"I'm Xiong Er!"

Unexpectedly, there were really two strong men who stood up.

"Poof...... Ha ha...... How could Dongfang Yangwei send you group of teases over...... No, I'm going to die laughing......"

Chen Xiaobei clutched his stomach, leaning back and forth with laughter, tears coming out of his eyes.

"What the hell are you laughing at! Now you're going to fight! You should be serious!"

The bald head yelled at the top of his throat.

"Fight?

Chen Xiaobei settled down and roared directly.

The right arm flicked the mop stick with his backhand, because the force was huge, causing strong inertia, and he directly threw the mop head out, impartially, and was pasted on the bald head's strong face.

"You're so damn!

The bald head was angry, and roared: "Brothers, give me a few brothers, and trample that turtle grandson to death!"

As soon as these words came out, more than a dozen strong men around him rushed directly towards Chen Xiaobei.

"Whew, whew!"

Chen Xiaobei did not change his color, and danced the mop stick into a beautiful stick flower, tiger and tiger, handsome.

Although it is the "Luohan Stick Method" that he has just learned, Chen Xiaobei has the sacred heart of Wenqu, and he has already eaten the essentials thoroughly, and he is familiar with the method by heart, and he can completely fry and sell it now.

"The first type, the white snake spits out the letter. ”

Chen Xiaobei held a stick in one hand and stabbed forward, extremely fast and accurate, directly hitting the chest of the first strong man.

"Whew......"

The unlucky ghost howled miserably, flew out violently, clutching his chest, feeling that his heart and lungs were about to explode, and the strong feeling of suffocation made him almost pass out.

"This ...... This kid is so strong!"

More than a dozen strong men in the back were stunned, they didn't expect Chen Xiaobei to have such strength at all.

"The second style, the autumn wind sweeps the leaves!"

Chen Xiaobei didn't give them time to be stunned, he danced the mop stick and swept towards the lower three roads of those strong men.

"Click, click, click......"

I only heard the sound of broken bones one after another, and my scalp tingled.

The mop stick swept over, and the seven strong men in that range, either calf bones or knees, were all shattered on the spot.

One by one, they covered their wounds and rolled on the ground in pain.

"Oh my God, this kid is really not ordinarily strong! This strength is enough to compare with the four hall masters of our Black Tiger Society!"

"Brother Qiang...... Let's get out of the way......"

"Brother Qiang, if we don't withdraw, we will also suffer......"

At this time, the rest of the strong men began to coward, and they all retreated.

"Withdraw a fart! So many of us were scared away by a little turtle grandson, how can I be bald and strong on the road in the future? Give Lao Tzu a ......."

The bald head roared angrily.

However, before he could finish his sentence, he almost bit off his tongue.

"Third ......"

"Fourth ......"

Chen Xiaobei was like a god of war, and with just two sentences, he made eight strong men fall to the ground.

They each covered their arms, stomachs, and thighs, crying and crying in pain, and they couldn't get up.

Without exception, all of them were beaten with internal injuries that hurt their muscles and bones.

In the blink of an eye, only Bald Qiang and Xiong Da Xiong Er were still standing.

"Brother Qiang...... We...... Are we going to fight again?"

Xiong Daxiong asked tremblingly.

"Hit your sister!

The bald head and strong face were scared green, and in the face of such a fierce Chen Xiaobei, the fool would continue to fight.

After the bald head finished speaking, he ran away, and the cruel words he had just let go were all like farts, and they were forgotten outside the clouds.

Xiong Daxiong Er was stunned for a moment, a little unresponsive.

At this time, Chen Xiaobei had already killed in front of him.

"Sixth style, Zen master picks up the lamp!"

With a low roar, Chen Xiaobei danced the mop stick, from the bottom to the top, and suddenly provoked.

"Bang!"

I only heard a muffled sound, and the stick was directly picked between the bear's legs, and the chicken flew and the egg was beaten in an instant!

"Oh......"

The bear clutched his crotch, let out a rooster crow, and as soon as his legs went limp, he knelt down.

Xiong Er's eyes widened, and he consciously clamped his legs, and it hurt to look at it.

"Why don't you run away?" asked Chen Xiaobei suspiciously.

"Heroes spare their lives! Heroes spare their lives......"

Xiong Er's heart trembled, and he knelt down directly, trembling and begging for mercy.

"If you are sensible, my brother will spare your dog's life. ”

Chen Xiaobei skimmed it, he didn't bother to hit him, and directly strode towards the bald head.

"Brother...... Spare ...... Spare your life......"

The bald head ran desperately, but he felt cold behind him, how could his speed be faster than Chen Xiaobei?

"Your begging for mercy, brother doesn't accept it!"

Chen Xiaobei held the stick in one hand, bent his big arm back, and then stabbed straight forward.

"Arhat stick method, the ultimate mystery, smash the Yellow Dragon!"

"Porphyry!"

There was another muffled sound, and the mop stick stabbed hard in the center of the bald chrysanthemum.

"Whew......"

The bald head howled miserably and threw himself directly into the street.

The long, thick mop stick, which was divided into three points of flesh, could not be pulled out, and stood straight on his ass.

"Well, this style goes straight to the Yellow Dragon, which is very much to my liking. Chen Xiaobei grinned, smiling evilly.

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