Chapter 458 How can your young lady be as stupid as a pig!

"What are you talking about?!" Ebuga blinked in disbelief and smiled angrily. The fat face was full of ridicule and sarcasm. I call you Lord Liang, and I call you General Liang, just to give you face. What, do you really think your face is worth a lot of money and want to show off in front of someone on my forehead? Let me tell you, Liang Pengfei, don't think that you are famous in Liangguang. In my eyes, you can't be more faceless than the Luo family's clothed slaves.

Hearing this, the personal guards around Ebuga all laughed and looked at Liang Pengfei as if they were looking at a piece of shit on the roadside.

"Liang Pengfei, you are just a Han Chinese with a pirate background. What's the matter? Do you still want to ride on the top of our Man's heads? It's just a general of a sailor, a little official with a bigger fart. You want to fight with me, but you don't look at your virtuous surname. Get out of here! It makes me angry. Not to mention a general, even an admiral, I have to lie on the ground and call me master. Ebujia sneered angrily.

Liang Pengfei also smiled, but he smiled more arrogantly and wildly than the Eight Banners on the opposite side. Say your grandma's, okay, it's finally more crazy than me, Ebuga, Ebuga, Ebuga, do you really think you are a person?" Liang Pengfei took his hands behind his back and slowly climbed the steps, and the hands of Bai Shusheng and others, who were more than ten steps behind him, had already hung down and placed them next to the handle of the revolver rifle around his waist, staring at the soldiers in the forehead. As long as he dared to pull the knife out of the sheath, Bai Shusheng was confident that the other party's knife out of the sheath would become a tool. A corpse full of gunshot eyes.

Liang Pengfei walked up the steps so proudly. Facing those fierce-looking Ebuga's soldiers, his eyes were as cold as a knife, which made those people's hearts cold and cold, like a group of native chickens facing hungry tigers. After Liang Pengfei climbed the last step, he stood in front of the ebuga and looked at the fat man condescendingly. Face is earned by yourself, not given by others, do you understand? Ebuga, don't be fucking shameless!"

"How dare you talk to me like this, you son of a bitch, how dare you threaten me like this!" Hearing Liang Pengfei's words, his forehead was so angry that his fat face rose purple, and his hand was pressed on the handle of the knife and broke. But looking at Liang Pengfei, who was fierce and vicious all over his body, he just dared not let the knife out of the sheath.

"Han Gou?!" Liang Pengfei narrowed his eyes, and then raised his feet and stretched out. Everyone felt a flower in front of him. Ebuga's fat body, which was like a meat ball, suddenly took off and rolled directly into the Reclining Buddha Pavilion. Even Ebuga's screams were not heard. Liang Pengfei came first and clasped the forehead Buga's throat with both hands. The throat viciously hit him directly on the clay-painted lying Buddha lotus platform. The impact force was so strong that even the lotus platform shook a cigarette and smoke that had been deposited for an unknown period of how long.

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Liang Pengfei's left hand actually pushed the forehead cloth away from the ground, and the other hand pulled out the revolver he carried with him. The shiny and metallic barrel was at this moment on the eyebrows of the forehead. Say it again." Liang Pengfei's voice was calm and afraid of people, but his eyes were as sharp as a sharp blade slowly pulled out of the ice for thousands of years, and his throat would be cut open at a glance.

Ebujia's hands tried to pull Liang Pengfei's fingers, and his feet kept pedaling, just like a fat guinea pig hanging from a cliff tree. The eyes were full of shocking light, and the purple face was as white as the lime wall that had just dried.

The soldiers in Ebuga were all stunned, stiffening outside the threshold, and their mouths were open like a group of hippos who were going to perform collective recitation. The eyes stared like a row of salted fish on the bamboo rack.

"All the amount is let go, let go!" Ebuga's soldiers came to their senses and shouted and scolded loudly, but no one dared to come forward. At this time, Liang Pengfei's personal guards had already rushed up. Without saying a word, they directly picked up the back of the knife or the handle of the gun, which was a violent beating. In an instant, they beat all the eight flag soldiers who were originally showing off their power into twisted leeches on the ground.

"Rone go of me, let go of me, Liang Pengfei, oh no, Lord Liang, Mr. Liang, help you, don't kill me." At this moment, Ebuga felt that he had walked on the edge of death. The strange style of fire made him feel that his life was like an autumn leaf that would fall at any time. Seeing Liang Pengfei's serious and indifferent eyes, he thought of this guy's fierce name in the past, and his murderous butcher's title. .

At this moment, Ebuga can't take care of the pride of his eight flags. The arrogance of the red belt of the clan and the high position of the left capital of the eight flags, he just wants to live. I don't know when a hot current in the lower body has flowed down the skirt and thighs.

"I said, I thought he was a tough guy, but it turned out to be a bastard of his mother." Liang Pengfei curled his lips and let go of his hand. The forehead collapsed directly on the floor, and the floor was already wet, and a fishy smell began to spread.

Liang Pengfei spit in disgust and turned around, but he couldn't help but be stunned. He saw two women, one was a young lady who was covered by the red cloak, and the other was a maid in a long yellow dress. However, compared with the young lady who covered the cloak with only one blue silk outside, Liang Pengfei He was more concerned about the one who leaned against the wall, covered his stomach, and looked at his stunning maid in surprise.

That's right, this girl is really beautiful. A pair of beautiful water eyes are wide open, as if they can arouse people's hearts. The mouth is the kind of authentic cherry mouth, but it is slightly tilted, revealing the crystal teeth, giving birth to a pair of cherry lips that are very plump and have a sense of surname. The smoky eyebrows are embellished with the smoky eyes like water.

At the corners of her mouth, there is also a blood scab formed by overflowing blood, and her face seems to be constantly sweating, which makes her delicate and beautiful face have a trace of sadness, which makes people have an impulse to take care of her.

"Goo-goo." Liang Pengfei, a hooligan, subconsciously swallowed his saliva. At this time, the old servant rushed in and threw himself in front of the red cloak.

Liang Pengfei glanced at the old man contemptuously. The slender and thin body under the red cloak fluctuated very evenly. It was clear that the little girl was scared and fainted. Seeing the old man's posture unexplained, he might think that it was a dead man.

Liang Pengfei walked to the little beauty who stared at him in a daze, showed a smile that he thought was the most gentle, stretched out his big hand, and naturally wiped the blood stains from the corners of her mouth: "Does it still hurt?"

"..." The young lady in the yellow dress looked at Liang Pengfei's sunny smile and the snowy teeth. She had the illusion that her eyes would be burned by him. She lowered her eyes in a panic and nodded timidly.

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Ebuga's foot made her fly out, but the most unlucky thing was not her, but the soldier who grabbed her arm behind her. The weight of the two people, coupled with their customary surnames, directly knocked the soldier to death. Although the abdominal pain was unbearable, and the left hand did not know what was painful. It was terrible, but she couldn't move at all. Under the stimulation of pain, she just fainted for a while. When Liang Pengfei rushed into the door of the hospital, she was already awake.

Then, Liang Pengfei's dialogue with the forehead and Liang Pengfei hurt people. In the end, the scene where she pointed a gun at the damn fat pig's head was all seen by her. At that moment, her mind was all tied to the tall and great young man, and she was extremely nervous for fear of him. You will be hurt when you save yourself.

Looking at him holding the fat pig in one hand, she even forgot the pain on her body. Now, when he came to him, she didn't dare to follow him as he did just now.

"Don't be afraid. With me, no one dares to hurt you and your young lady." Liang Pengfei took his big hand back. Well, it felt very smooth. The little girl's skin was like the layer of milk skin floating on the hot milk.

"Huh? ..." The young lady raised her head in some astonishment and looked at Liang Pengfei. It seemed that she didn't understand whether Liang Pengfei was confused or she was confused. My young lady, what do you mean by me and my young lady?

"Why is your young lady as stupid as a pig? I have been telling you for a long time. The west of this city is the miscellaneous territory of the Eight Banners. Everyone in the women's college is waiting. You can't come here. Look, what's wrong now. Look at you. Let your young lady get tired." Liang Pengfei looked at the beautiful girl in front of him who seemed to be scared and a little stupid, and sighed with each other. The contemptuous eyes stared at the delicate woman who fainted on the ground at the door of the Reclining Buddha Pavilion.

The young lady's eyes stared at Liang Pengfei. She was ashamed, annoyed, angry, and her complicated mood was really difficult to express in words.

"Miss, huh... red apricot?!" At this time, the old servant who wiped his nose and tears and lifted the cloak clearly saw the figure under the cloak, he couldn't help but be shocked, and then subconsciously turned his eyes to this side. Miss, why are you here?

"It's me, Uncle Wu." The stunning beauty barely squeezed out a smiling face.

"You...are you a young lady?" Liang Pengfei took a look at the old servant who rolled and crawled over, and then looked at the strange expression. There seemed to be a needle in his eyes, and his voice was as sweet as that of Su Wu's rice cake.

"I said." Liang Pengfei, who was sweaty and embarrassed, felt that he should look for a hole nearby.

(to be continued)