Hu Fu Wu Bei Zhao Nianxia

"My friend, the world has changed. Don't keep shouting and killing people for two hundred and fifty. Besides, you are not the most numerous of you."

Facing Wu Song's tugging, Su prison spoke calmly.

"We three and you two, there is something wrong with beating you!"

Before he could finish speaking, the second ball jumped three feet high, raised his hand and punched Su prison directly with a straight fist.

"Oh shit..."

Su prison, who was "knowing the truth", never expected that this panicked person would "do not talk about martial arts", and he was hit on the spot and sat on the ground, and then became angry, and yelled in the direction of Sun Ze's ward : "Xiaotao, call all brothers over here!"

A few young guys who were carrying gift boxes at the beginning ran out in a hurry when they heard the sound.

"Brother, do we need it?"

Seeing that the three beasts were about to be made dumplings, Jia Xiao asked Wu Bei in a low voice.

"Jincheng hasn't seen a new face for a long time, so that the gang of big brothers and second brothers who play social games think that the Chi Gang is still brilliant, and they are making trouble. At worst, ICU will send a few more people in today."

Wu Bei shook his head, put his hands on his chest and smiled lightly.

He is very clear about the abilities of the three divine beasts. These beasts are one against one hundred, but ordinary characters are really not enough for them to handle.

"Just these three heads of garlic and two green onions, who are you bluffing? Brother, let you play the rest of the battlefield!"

On the other side, seeing so many people huh-huh-la-la-la-la, the three-ball was a bit weak, and he simply pushed his brother's two-ball out.

"Play a basket, let him apologize and it's over!"

Er Qiu rubbed the bridge of his nose, walked straight up to Ma Han and pouted: "Brother, say it yourself, if you want to make a big problem smaller, you still plan to have a game of clouds and wind!"

While speaking, he held the other person's right hand and patted it directly on his lower abdomen.

"Brother Ma, this matter has nothing to do with you. These country bumpkins are looking for excitement, and I will satisfy them!"

Su Prison next to him got up in embarrassment, grinning his teeth and urging his subordinates to order: "What are you looking at? Knock them all down!"

A few young guys frantically pulled Sanqiu and Wu Song.

"do not!"

At this moment, Ma Han yelled suddenly, shook his head at Prison Su, swallowed his saliva and said, "Don't be impulsive, let the brothers disperse."

"what?"

Prison Su raised his head in bewilderment.

At this time, Ma Han's face was as dark and yellow as a candle, his chin was trembling, and his deep-set eye sockets were filled with great panic.

Through Erqiu's clothes, his fingers first touched a hard object stuck in the opponent's stomach, and then quickly found the outline of that thing, which was clearly a pistol. Don't look at him usually as a businessman. He is a self-proclaimed person, but he still knows a little bit about the ways of the rivers and lakes, so he can't help but refuse to accept softness.

"I apologize brother, I'm sorry!"

Ignoring Su Prison's surprise, Ma Han's Adam's apple twitched a few times, and he opened his mouth with difficulty.

"Not with me! My patience is limited!"

The second ball was interrupted with a horizontal sound.

"Yes... I'm sorry buddy, I'm not in a good mood today, please forgive me."

Ma Han hurriedly turned his head to look at Sanqiu and Wu Song again.

"You're like a rat pulling an ox cart, you've been doing it all day long! Tell us we're sorry for the chicken feathers, tell them! To these cute balls who were brutally murdered by you before they were born! Fuck!"

Pushing the back of Ma Han's head with three balls and one palm, he pointed at the muddy yellow and white things on the ground and cursed.

"what?"

This time Ma Han was completely sluggish.

Bow your head to others to save your life, but if you bend over to the floor of broken eggs, it is purely a serious brain disease.

"Why? I wronged you? I'm not happy!"

Sanqiu rolled up his sleeves and sneered.

"I.. right.."

Ma Han hunched down and made a dry voice, but he coughed as if something was blocked in his throat. At that time, his face was flushed, his neck was swollen as if it was about to explode, and beads of sweat dripped down drop by drop. Cheeks rolled down.

"Brother Ma, what's the matter with you?"

Su Qian, who didn't know why, rushed forward angrily, raised his hand to push the second ball away, and his palm just touched the opponent's chest, as if he was struck by lightning for an instant, and was also inconceivably stuck in place. After a few seconds of silence, He drooped his head unnaturally and did not make another sound.

"Yes..No.."

Ma Han stared straight at a broken plastic egg at his feet, still unable to utter the word "Qi".

"What's the situation, brother? Are you squatting there to meet the egg? Do you want to give you a whole set of white clothes and trousers? Why don't you just wear sackcloth and filial piety!"

Three balls moved forward, and another big neck slap hit Ma Han on the back of the head.

"I'm sorry bro."

Ma Han was shaken by the beating, gritted his teeth and growled.

"Tsk tsk tsk, educated people are different. Brother Egg sounds like he has a lot of energy. The literati and poets are talking about people like you. It's really quite annoying."

Only then did Sanqiu turn his anger into joy, and he turned around and snarled at the two brothers.

"Almost got it."

Er Qiu glared, moved away from the elevator door behind him, and waved at Ma Han: "Be careful in the future, not everyone is as bad-tempered as our brothers."

"puff.."

Jia Xiao, who was not far away, laughed out loud when he heard this.

If this is still called losing your temper, then the world may have been at peace long ago.

Ma Han didn't say a word, and quickly got into the elevator with a livid face. Behind him, Prison Su also immediately beckoned his subordinates to squeeze in together.

"and many more!"

Seeing that the elevator door was about to close, San Qiu suddenly clasped the door frame with one hand, pointing to the broken egg in the plastic bag with an expressionless face, and pouted: "Take your egg brother away for a good funeral..."