085 evil guests come to the door

"No! Huang Yecheng and Huang Yejiao, who attacked the system in our generation, are the golden shuttle grabbing, so the older generation of the other two departments are a little uncomfortable with us. Huang Yejiao punched Beckman and asked, "I don't know how this friend knows the secrets of my Huang Ye family?"

Beckman smiled inexplicably and stopped talking, because he was brought by Agui. Seeing that he didn't say anything, Huang Yejiao couldn't talk too deeply about this matter, so he could only turn to Agui again.

"Because of the four-line dispute, everyone is always separated. This time, it happened to be attacked by a guy by a magic tiger. The old German man couldn't accept it, so he deliberately embarrassed me by taking advantage of the tiger's skin, but if it's mine, it's okay if he goes, but this skin is yours, so I I will definitely give you an explanation!" Huang Yejiao said a little anxiously and couldn't help coughing again. A Bo quickly handed over a glass of water.

"Oc well, I'll do this. You Huang Ye's family are all of your own people, and it's not good to tear your face." Ah Gui shook his head with a smile and asked, "If I hurt your Uncle Dequan, your Huang Ye family won't bother me, will you?"

"As long as you come to the door openly, no one will bother you!" Huang Yebo rushed to say, "We Jeso people never plotted to find a good man who came to the door!"

"That's easy. It's almost noon. Let's eat together, and then go to Uncle Dequan's house in the afternoon..." The ghost patted his legs and smiled. It's a big deal that the ghost is what he wants to do with a master of fists.

"Yes, Bo, go again and get some wine and meat..." Huang Yejiao was talking to his brother, but the ghost grabbed him.

"Abo, go get some firewood. Let's move the brazier and I'll make a grassland roast lamb for you to taste." The ghost said, took out the roast sheep shelf brought back from the grassland from the wooden crystal core and put it directly on the brazier for heating in the middle of the room.

Beckman's eyes lit up, and he had seen a lot of space equipment, but he had never seen anyone use a wooden stick as space equipment. However, when Agui took out an oily roast sheep from the wood crystal core, his attention was completely attracted by the unique grassland flavor.

"Do you have good wine? Hurry up and take it out for me to taste." Beckman's face was happy. His bright eyes stared at the ghost like two searchlights and scolded with a smile, "You little boy, you didn't say that you still have grassland food on me all the way. Don't lie to me. This taste is only available in the grassland, and it can't be baked anywhere else in the mainland. It tastes like this!"

"Hey, drinking grassland wine and eating roast mutton, this is the right way!" Seeing the ghost put a jar of grassland wine in his arms, the martial saint couldn't sit still.

The roast sheep dripped oil after turning over the pot a few times, and the grassland dense material sprinkled on it was roasted by the fire. The fragrance made many bald men outside the house drool wildly, not to mention these people in the room. They directly picked up the dagger knife and began to cut meat and eat.

Agui took out two jars of grassland spirits, and Beckman himself monopolized an altar. When the Yellow Leaf Horn brothers took a sip of the pure and spicy spirits, the two brothers began to keep looking at the wine jar in Beckman's arms.

The little bitch also drank two bowls, but immediately blushed and went to find a place to sleep. The ghosts chatted while eating and drinking, and soon stuffed a whole roast sheep and two jars of wine into their stomach. With the good wine, the internal injury of the yellow leaf horn suddenly became much better.

"Well, we are full of wine and food. We dare to visit Uncle Huangye Dequan." The ghost patted his stomach and said.

Huang Yebo and Huang Yejiao looked at each other awkwardly, and then got up and led the way together. Things were stolen from their own hands. It is reasonable to say that Huang Yejiao used the application to help the ghost grab it back, but Huangye Dequan is still his cousin after all. His means are much better than Huang Yejiao, which has just become a golden shuttle gun, so he also took it for the time being. This cousin has no choice.

Now the owner comes to find the tiger's skin by himself. As a friend, Huang Yejiao can't avoid it!

Huangye Dequan hung the tiger skin in front of his room. The huge tiger skin was like a yellow and black pattern flag, hanging down from the second floor. The ghost did not need the yellow leaf horn to point it, and he saw it from afar.

"Well, the tiger skin is well made..." As he spoke, the ghost stepped forward and jumped high, pulled the tiger skin off the front of the room, rolled up a few waves and put his hand into the wood crystal core.

"Well, where did the madman come from! Dare to rob the things of the Huangye family!" A red-faced man jumped down from the second floor and punched the ghost's head!

The ghost did not retreat. When the fist came, he grabbed the thick wrist, and then led back with the strength of the fist. The whole body turned gently like a top and had shrank into the other party's arms!

"Go!" The ghost shouted, hit the big man's chest with one elbow, and then used his waist as a lever like a pocket, and threw the 200-pound man out of his shoulder!

"Good!" Beckman's applause and the big man's scream sounded at the same time. Ah Gui's hand made him extremely beautiful. He not only borrowed the momentum and fist strength of the big man, but also took advantage of his shortness to make this opponent far taller and weight far beyond his strength and did not show any advantages!

The red-faced man got up, touched his broken cheek, and hesitated for a moment whether he should continue to attack. Just now, the ghost's movements were coherent and quickly, making the red-faced man half unable to figure out how he fell to the ground.

"Huang Yeqiang, where is Uncle Dequan? This brother is the owner of the tiger skin. Now come and take back his things!" Huang Yejiao shouted at the red-faced man next to him.

"Bah, that tiger skin is my father's!" Huang Yeqiang understood that the other party was looking for fault, and immediately shouted and rushed up again. He was found by others. It was impossible not to do anything!

Unfortunately, his fists and feet were worse than Huang Yebo. He was as naive as Agui in front of Agui. Agui grabbed Huang Yeqiang's wrist again, and the other hand grabbed his belt like lightning. A stuck his legs and feet restricted the movement of Huang Yeqiang's lower body! Everyone saw that the ghost's lower body did not move, and his upper body gently twisted his hand and threw it away. Huang Yeqiang was thrown to the ground like a doll.

"Good boy, isn't this the grassland man's wrestling!" Beckman clapped his hands and laughed, and he was really right. This trick of throwing pockets and carrying pockets was learned by the ghost from Hasertown.

"Ah, damn it, don't make strange moves if you have the ability!" Huang Ye was so angry that he punched the ground, got up and punched the ghost's head again! I'll punch you to death!"

This time, the ghost did not wrestle again, but actually punched him, and the result was not what Huang Yeqiang thought. He held his broken fist and his face turned purple. Huang Yeqiang couldn't figure it out. Why did he punch the other party as if he were hitting the granite with all his strength?

"A Qiang, stop!" Not far away came a loud shout, and several bald men quickly walked around a red-faced middle-aged man, who was Huang Ye Dequan.

Huang Ye Dequan knew that he had suffered a great loss as soon as he saw his son's hand. He heard that the tiger skin in front of his room was robbed by the boy in front of him. He couldn't help rushing his forehead and turned his head to Huang Yejiao next to him and shouted, "A Jiao, what do you mean? It's not enough to hurt my two nephews. This time, I found someone to hurt my son. Do you want to rebel?"

"Uncle Dequan, don't talk nonsense. This ghost is the friend I told you about, that is, the owner of tiger skin. He came to pick up his things. I don't think there is anything wrong with this?" Huang Yejiao said loudly, "When you came to ask me for tiger skin, I said that this tiger skin belongs to one of my friends. When did our Huang Ye family covet our friend's things? As for A Qiang's injury, he also took his own fault. My friend has let him go twice, but he doesn't know how to advance or retreat!"

"Oh, you son of a bitch, how dare you talk to me like this!" Huang Ye Dequan was stunned by Huang Yejiao and was so angry that he was going to teach this junior a lesson.

"Uncle, I heard that you also like my tiger skin," Agui got stuck in front of Huang Ye Dequan and squinted and said, "I know that Jessor has a rule. If two people like the same thing, they can seize it through a comparison. You took it from Huang Yejiao, so now I challenge you, I want Take back my tiger skin!"