Chapter 207 A pair of unlucky fat people

A seemingly obscene and powerful fat man. Although he is very fat, he is very fast. And from his posture of holding a sword, he also has good skills. At this time, he was rushing to promise. From his eyes, he could see the fierce wolf's hungry eyes like a fat sheep.

The fat man can obviously feel that his eyes on the promised body are that the scholar obviously feels uncomfortable. From this, it can be concluded that the scholar is just a nerd who can do some martial arts theory, and it is not a matter to take him down.

Yes, the promise was frightened by the fat man's eyes, not the kind of scared hair, but the kind of disgusting goose bumps. A big man, and then being stared at by an obscene fat man, a normal man will be furious. And the promise is also deliberately enlarged from the heart, so that the fat man can reduce his vigilance.

Wan Zhongtian saw that the fat leader was about to rush to the promise, and the scholar was not only hairy, but also fiddling with his sword in a hurry. In this situation, Wan Zhongtian had no choice but to close his eyes and pray for God's blessing. Other gangs of horse racing also knew that the prince's maid couldn't pull back, but secretly sweated for the scholar.

"Don't move, everyone, or I'll kill him!" Suddenly, a voice shouted, and Wan Zhongtian, who closed his eyes, had already guessed that there would be such a result. But what surprised him was that he sounded a little familiar with the sound of shouting?

Wan Zhongtian opened his eyes and saw that the scene in front of him immediately shocked him. It's shock, not surprise, because he really doesn't believe the scene in front of him. At this time, the powerful fat man just now is lying on the ground. And the promise is to put the sword in his hand against the fat man's neck. This situation is obvious, and the words just now were shouted out by a promise.

"This...what the hell is going on?" Wan Zhongtian asked Zhang Qing beside him in a low voice, and until now, he still didn't want to believe it. Just now, he couldn't hear anything at all. Why did the fat man with good martial arts suddenly lose to the hands of the scholar's brother? Is this scholar just like a scholar on the surface, but actually a top master?

However, Zhang Qing, standing next to Wan Zhongtian, felt defeated. He took a long breath and said a little gladly, "Mr. Xu, he is really lucky."

"Well, good luck?" Wan Zhongtian is a little confused, so, "What does this good luck have to do with two people who have a big gap in martial arts? Didn't Mr. Xu defeat that fat man?"

"No, it was not Mr. Xu who defeated the fat man, but the stone under his feet..." Zhang Qing said a difficult reason, but it was precisely because of this reason that the fat man 'defeated' under the promised hands.

It turned out that when the fat man rushed forward, he had regarded the promise as a bag and a meal on the plate. That is, because he was absorbed in the relationship with the promise, he ignored his feet.

Somehow, there was a sudden addition of a stone at the foot of the fat leader, and this stone was right on the focus of his feet. So, as soon as he took this step, he stepped on the stone. With the hard work of a fat man, a stone can't trip him, and at most he staggers one step forward.

But there is no coincidence that the weather is unpredictable and people have bad luck. Just as the fat man staggered to take a step, another stone rolled over for no reason and rolled right on his point. Two consecutive 'traps', the fat man's martial arts are not superb, and he is unprepared and super-weight. Under such a continuous 'accident', the fat man could only fall to the ground and bow down to the promise.

Due to Ling Xianger's face with five people, Wan Zhongtian did not hear the sound of the fat man's body completely touching the ground. He just faintly saw some floating dust. After listening to Zhang Qing's narration, Wan Zhongtian sighed. This rich man is a rich man, and his luck is better than others.

Naturally, the five killers also heard the promise and stopped one after another, and their faces were wonderful. Not only the five killers, but also the more than 200 'robbers' who know the truth are full of contempt and helplessness. They are going to scold their mother. Why did they follow such an outrageous leader?

Ling Xianger took advantage of the gap and then returned to the promised side. She pretended to be surprised and said, "Sir, how did you catch him? Why did he bow down to you and give you a big gift?"

The fat man now accepted his fate. Today, he blamed that he didn't read the almanac when he went out, didn't close the door when he urinated, and there were no three pillars of fragrance every morning and evening. He asked God to worship Buddha. However, regret is useless now. Now that he heard Ling Xianger's words, he dared not raise his head and simply lay on the ground.

"Hey, your prince is still powerful. You can't handle his five subordinates, and this leader was subdued by me all of a sudden. Hahaha... I'm really awesome..." The shameless laughter of the promise spread all over everyone's ears.

"Bad boy, don't be complacent. It's just my temporary mistake. If you have the guts, come and compare with me again." The fat leader couldn't help it. Ling Xianger said that it was a person who had the ability to have the capital to say so. But now promises to say so, isn't this a little more dust on his already dark face? He can stand arrogant people, but brag people can't stand it.

"Haha... You have failed now and lost to my hands. Are you still stubborn?" Promise couldn't help moving the sword in his hand, and the villain's arrogance showed his ambition.

The fat man also regrets now. He just pretended to be high and threw him a sword. If he hadn't given him a sword just now, even if he fell down now, he would have been kicked by him at most. And now the blade is in hand. No matter how high his martial arts skills are, he can't fight back in this posture now.

"Anyway, I'm not defeated by you. Just don't say that. Just deal with it as you do." The fat man was simply lying on the ground without moving his head. He admits what he can admit, and he won't admit what he can admit even if he dies.

"Well, it seems that you have a lot of backbone." The promise couldn't help praising.

"Ha ha... Is it for the sake of my backbone? Let me go now, and I promise I won't touch you at half a feather later." After hearing the promise, the fat man immediately went up the pole and raised his head and said with a flattering face. The fat man's face change is so fast that he is better than the face change master. The current appearance is simply two people just now.

"Okay, I like your straightforwardness." Promise was not disgusted. He also said he liked it, and then asked, "As long as you answer me a question, I can let you go."

"Ah, okay, not to mention a problem, it's just ten questions, I promise you all." The fat man is now full of running the train, and the promise of free is thrown out indiscriminately.

"Since you are so good, I'll ask ten." Promise nodded to the fat man with admiration.

"Ah, no, no, I'm joking with you, just one, just one." The fat man didn't expect that this scholar would be so treacherous and have a better ability to follow the pole than him.

"Cut, it turns out that you are like this. I misread you." Promise said contemptuously, but he still asked a question, "Well, I won't embarrass you. I'll ask you a question. Who instructed the action of robbing the racing Gang this time, that is to say, who sent those masters?"

Hearing that the promise was asking this question, the flattered fat man couldn't help meditating. It didn't take long for him to immediately answer, "Then you'd better ask me ten questions."

The fat man's tone is very resolute, as if the people behind him, to be precise, the people behind the killer, are really terrible. At least, this person can't be sold. Even if he is alive now, he will still die when he goes back, so he is so 'dead'.