Chapter 240 Kill a journey halfway 5/5

At the chaotic mouth, the door of the box was kicked open again with a bang.

The gate of the pavilion today is really super bad luck and has been kicked one after another. Hulala, a group of strong young men in black and black trousers rushed in without saying a word, and in a blink of an eye, they stared at everyone in the box. The number of young men in black and black trousers happened to be in a group of two and watched the crowd.

Then, a middle-aged man with a Chinese face, short hair, a Tang costume, and a very dazzling thumb with a thin golden chain around his neck, strode in with his head held high.

"Damn it! I heard that there is a bastard here who dares to tamper with my woman! I was cuckolded and felt refreshed, so I came to see my good brother!" The middle-aged man held a big cigar in his hand, wearing oversized black sunglasses, and happened to be wearing a Tang suit and a golden dog chain on his neck.

However, it is obvious that this person does not care about the orthodox coordination of the dress at all, and it seems that this is what they want.

After entering the door, a follower immediately got a stool for him.

The moment he saw the stool that the follower moved over, he was about to open his mouth and curse, but suddenly stopped. Instead, he stared at the stool with a strange face.

Look at his posture, the stool seems to see a trumpet flower from it.

Ding Mao has been manipulating the gradually clear and real 'chaotic' through the window skill, but at the moment when the scar face was covered with a strange face, he immediately captured some thoughts in the other party's heart————

"That stool... was just touched by this man... The legs and feet of the stool were all broken by this man with dark force... Originally, this man saw Leigang cannon suddenly smash the stool he threw out... He suspected that there was something wrong with the material of the stool in the hotel... That's why he tried it... He mistakenly recognized Leigang cannon as kung fu. Master..."

"It's just... this man's idea is a little obscene! Unexpectedly, he wanted to see the middle-aged man suddenly sit on the stool and fall to the ground? Your sister! Now, they are coming to ask you for the royalties, okay? Your sister is really happy!"

Accidentally capturing these strange things through the window skills, Ding Mao couldn't help but pay attention to a little, staring at the arrogant middle-aged man's seat, imagining whether the other party would immediately become angry after suddenly falling to the ground.

Ding Mao slandered and said in his heart that he was also bored!

Hmm?

I saw the middle-aged man sit down easily with my own eyes... But as expected, the stool was scattered in an instant, and the middle-aged man fell to the ground in confusion, but it did not appear.

Ding Mao secretly felt strange. He said that your grandson dared to deceive me and boasted that his fists and feet were invincible. The internal fists have reached the level of internal strength and external release. Through a layer of boards, it can shatter the enemy's internal organs and kill people invisibly.

Bah!

Blowing is shameless!

If you want to scare me, there is no need to say these headless things... Er! Ding Mao, who secretly slandered, suddenly remembered one thing. It seems that these inside things he now know are not what people told him in order to deceive and intimidate him. Instead, he accidentally caught some of other people's inner secrets through his window skills.

Is it possible that this scar-faced Vietnamese devil is really as powerful as he said? He can beat cattle across the mountain and kill people invisibly just by his inner strength?

Good Rondi Dong! Amita is holding that Buddha! It's so awesome... You have to be careful later. Don't let this man get close...

Hmm?

Suddenly, he noticed that the scar face was blindfolded and stared at the middle-aged man with suspicion, as if he was frightened by something strange.

What's the matter? He doesn't sit well and doesn't fall on his buttocks...

Ding Mao finally saw clearly what was going on. It turned out that the middle-aged man seemed to be sitting on the stool, but in fact, the other party's buttocks were just gently pressed against the stool. And after a closer look, the legs on the back of the stool have obviously been broken.

ss~~~~~~

Ding Mao took a breath of cold air and frowned: Damn, today, they all met some powerful practitioners!

When you pay attention to the scar face, the other party's expression is obviously much more dignified!

The middle-aged man seems to be unaware of the strangeness of the stool under his buttocks, and his face is still arrogant, and his nostrils are vulgar.

"Hahaha! Don't be afraid. We're just curious about what our company looks like and come here to have a look. While the cow coaxed and talked big, he pulled away the golden knife and sat in the stool, and the other follower attentively handed over a delicate purple sand pot.

The middle-aged man took a big hand, pinched the purple sand pot and took a deep breath at the mouth of the pot, as if the teapot was not ordinary tea, but some rare jade liquid in the world.

The middle-aged man put on a posture, drank tea, and threw the purple sand pot into the hands of his follower. Then he raised his legs and looked at the people in the box.

"What's the matter? No one wants to take the initiative to stand up? Hey, hey! No way! Just now, my woman came to me crying, saying that there was a spirit in the pavilion this day. The worm's brain bastard touched and kissed her, and almost fucked her pussy! What's the matter? One or both of them are fucking cowardly now? Chicken. Can't you stand up?"

The middle-aged man dressed up like a dog, but what he said was extremely vulgar. Moreover, the old man is the best in the world, lest others don't know his surname 'Wang Ba', and he walks and looks at people horizontally.

"Who is that man, next door to Mahler? Hurry up and stand up for me!"

Scarface Mengkan and others naturally know that something is wrong when they see this situation.

Now, they are suddenly turned into a weak force by a large number of people. And just now, one or two of them took advantage of those girls. Now this guy in black and black trousers suddenly came out. No matter how brave and fierce they are, no legal person can fight one or two.

And no matter what, this is all on the boundaries of China, and it is rampant in the boundaries of others. It is also necessary to see whether the opponent is strong or not.

Before, they had strong backs, and the other party has assured that no matter how much they make trouble today, they will be fine.

With the support of the second ancestor of the Chinese, they naturally don't have to worry about dealing with Ding Maolei steel cannons. But now this group of fierce and strong men, looking at their battles, are fools and can also detect the bad. This team is called a well-trained team. In contrast, they are really a mob.

What should I do?

Everyone secretly looked at their boss's scar face. Whether they risked to play hard, or admitted to be beaten and scolded, waiting for Scarface to speak.

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PS: This chapter is really impure! The words ** came out one after another. It seems that I really can't write about the scene of hooligans!

Update the words purity as follows:

[Chicken. Ba] [Think. Fuck] [Fuck. I]

Uh... After thinking about it, have you found any special content after reading this chapter? NND is just an old hooligan. Alas, alas, I can only sigh that I am powerful in the world!