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Where is your face, where is it refreshing? Looking at the tall, muscled uplifting foreign monk, the man who touched the porcelain could not help but secretly swallowed his mouth, and spit in his heart: the real refreshing is your head!

Seeing the porcelain man who didn’t answer for a long time, the foreign monk frowned: "Do you don’t want to give me face? Don’t you have a barren face that is not refreshing?”

Said, the foreign monk did a bear hug action, said: "The monks do not go to the language, the barrenness of this pair of arms, even a **** bear can kill, donors do you want to try? ”

The man who touched the porcelain could not help but step back. Although he did not know that this foreign monk had a bear hug, could he kill the **** bear. But if you are hugged by the bear, the bones must be shattered.

And the other person's physique is too exaggerated. Adding yourself and all the brothers, I am afraid that the foreign monks are not fat enough.

The hero does not eat before the loss.

"The big monk, Laozi will give you a face today. Put these three guys once a day, and find you again tomorrow." Touching the porcelain man biting his teeth, saying that he is reaching out, he wants to bring his own few good brothers. go away.

But at this moment, the foreign monk suddenly stole and moved in front of the men who touched the porcelain.

This bear-like bulky body is as agile as a cat.

"Several donors, poor and refreshing face, can't you let a few donors let them go through the high-powered donors? The meaning of poverty is that both sides resolve their enmity and shake hands." The foreign monk is a serious man.

"The big monk, you don't have to take a shot!" The man who touched the porcelain bite his teeth: "I don't want Song Songhang's meal, I have a bad tone in my heart. The big monk, you helped them for a while, can you help them all?"

Even when the foreign monks leave, they will go back and look for Song Shuhang to take revenge.

"Hey? Is the resentment between you because of the Song lord?" asked the foreign monk curiously.

"Of course." He touched the porcelain man and bit his teeth. When he remembered the wallet he had been taken away, his heart hurts.

"That is, there are no hatred between the three donors and the high donors? Just looking for the troubles of the Song lord?" The foreign monk heard the words and nodded. "This is a good thing. Those donors may wish to do so. Follow us. I will take you to the Song Lord!"

"Ha?" The man who touched the porcelain opened his eyes wide.

Gao Moumou: "Master, you can't take them to see the book!"

"High donors please rest assured that this kind of small matter, Song Shizhu alone can be easily solved." The foreign monk smiled slightly, and blinked at the three people.

Gao Moumou three people realized that - right, there is this big monk, even if you go to see Song Shuhang, I am not afraid of these few people who touch porcelain.

"High donors, please bring the poor to see the Song Shizhu." The foreign monk said again.

Yang De took out the phone and said: "I will call the book and let him come over soon."

"The trouble is the donor." The foreign monk said.

Yangde dialed the number of Song Shuhang.

Soon, the book call of the book was connected: "Hey, Yangde, what's the matter? Is it something to eat at noon?"

"No, it is because we are surrounded by people. The other party is looking for you." Yangde calmly said.

"Who is it?" The smile in Song Shuhang's tone converges.

"We don't know, it looks like a nearby cellar. When did you get it?" Yang De calmly said.

"The land is your sister!" The man who touched the porcelain angered, if it wasn't for the foreign monk on the side, he had already rushed up and gave Yangde a hot iron fist.

"Where are you?" Song Shudao.

"In the alleys of Daji Street." Yangde Road.

Song Shuhang: "I will be there soon."

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Less than two minutes

Song Shuhang’s figure has appeared in the alley of Daji Street, next to him, with a 'poetry' and a small colorful bird standing on his shoulder.

The enemy meets, and the eyes are red.

The man who touched the porcelain stared at Song Shuhang and roared: "Son name!"

Several of his brothers followed him and were ready to deal with Song Shuhang.

"The big monk, you won't want me to see your refreshing face again." The man who touched the porcelain looked at the foreign monk, cold and cold.

"Please, huh, huh." The foreign monk showed a playful smile.

The strength of the Song Shizhu master is unpredictable, and these several cellars dare to find the trouble of the Song donors, it is simply dead!

With the guarantee of the foreign monk, the man who touched the porcelain waved the steel pipe and smirked toward Song Shuhang.

"It turned out to be these few guys." When Song Shuhang looked at the porcelain man, he secretly sighed - he was worried that the guy in the monk world would shamelessly deal with Gao Moumou.

On the shoulders, the little colorful bird squinted and screamed twice. This kind of combat power has no slag, and it can solve one claw!

A group of men who touched porcelain rushed to Song Shuhang, with a smile.

At this moment... the little Lolita next to Song Shuhang moved.

This little Lolita in a black dress, ‘嗖’ rushed to the porcelain man!

In the group of men who touched the porcelain, the long-legged man who rushed to the front only felt a flower in his eyes. Then, a lovely loli leaped high and her white knees slammed into his chin.

"Ah ~ ~" The long-legged man made a dull painful cry, and his body fell straight back. Then he held his chin in his hands and rolled it all over the floor. He felt like he was hit by a motorcycle front, and his chin might have been broken and he was unaware.

At the moment when he fell, the black skirt Loli was unscientific in the air, and the slender legs kicked.

啪~ A man with a baseball bat on the right rear of the long-legged man was hit by a leg on his cheek and screamed to the ground. Like the long-legged man, he held his own cheek, rolled it all over the floor, and his teeth were kicked several times.

It was only an instant, and the men who had touched the porcelain had fallen down two people!

It’s very fast, it’s faster than fighting in the movie.

The attack on ‘poetry’ officially began. After landing, her body squats and stretches her legs!

Then, a tall man wearing a tiger pointed to an arrow in his knee... No, it was a calf licking a leg.

The man wearing the screaming tiger also screamed and fell to the ground. His hands were holding his calves and rolling all over the floor. The painful tears came out - which was swept by a little Loli? It was simply remembered by the solid steel rod against the calf, and the calf and leg bones seemed to be broken.

After the poet sweeps the man wearing the tiger, he slams again and slams **** the belly of the man wearing the tiger.

"Oh ~ ~" wearing a finger tiger man feels severe pain in the abdomen, the first sputum, foaming at the mouth.

Then, the poem Loli was like a tiger into the flock, her petite figure leaping, as fast as a bullet.

The screams of a group of men who touched the porcelain continued to ring.

After ten breaths.

In addition to the porcelain man holding the steel pipe, his teammates have all rushed to the street...

"Where!" Gao Moumou shocked.

"Women!" Tubo was shocked.

Yangde stared at the little black loli, wondering if he was too tired recently, and there was an illusion in front of him?

A little girl in her teens knocked over ten men with weapons in the minute, which is exactly what appeared in the movie.

"Women are forgiving!" The porcelain man’s knees were soft.

The poem blinked and squinted over the song book channel: "Song brother, this should be done? It looks like a small head. Do you want to ask him why he should deal with you?"

"Well, let me talk to him first and then kill it." Song Shuhang smiled and said, he came to the side of the man who touched the porcelain, said: "Is there a mobile phone? First unlock it for me."

When I touched the porcelain man, I pulled out my mobile phone and unlocked it.

"Hey, the phone is good." Song Shuhang took over the phone of the man who touched the porcelain and smiled.

"If you like it, buddy will send you." The porcelain man bite his teeth.

"Hah, I want your mobile phone to be useful?" Song Shuhang took the phone, and then entered a mobile phone number in front of the porcelain man.

This is a new mobile phone number, Song Shuhang originally came over to Ye Si.

"I want to find revenge in the future, I will call this phone directly. When I come out to find you." Song Shuhang returned the phone to the porcelain man.

"One person?" Touched the porcelain man.

"Yes, I am alone. No other people." Song Shuhang smiled and patted the porcelain man.

Touching the man's mouth and twitching - I believe you are stupid * forced! When I call this phone to find you, you will definitely bring a group of people to do it.

"Okay, poetry, my words are finished." Song Shudao.

"Yeah." The poem took a small step, and after two steps, she sipped: "Ha!"

The slender legs whirl around and kicked against the porcelain man's neck.

The man who touched the porcelain was black in front of him and simply passed out.

Then, in the eyes of Gao Moumou and Tubo, Song Shuhang squatted and smashed on the porcelain man, and skillfully pulled out a new wallet.

Open it and see that there are only two red tickets.

"It’s even worse than the last time." Song Shuhang smiled happily, and he was bluntly laughing at the red ticket.

The wallet of other people, Song Shuhang does not take a penny, what he wants is the wallet of this porcelain man.

When Song Shuhang stuffed the money into his pocket... Ye Si’s eyes in his body brightened.

"It turns out, can money be obtained like this?" Ye Si felt that he had found another source of income.

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"Old high, are you all right?" Song Shuhang waved at the roommates.

Gao Moumou: "Fortunately, a master arrived in time."

"Song Shizhu, the poor are coming." The foreign monk sailed to Song Shu.

"Haha, wait for the master for a long time." Song Shuhang laughed.

The foreign monk came over and wanted to lend the original book of "The Sorrowful Diary of the Sorrow" to the Song Shuhang.

In addition, he still has a message to bring to Song Shuhang.

"Song Shizhu, when the poor came all the way, met a seriously injured donor, he said that he is a Chu family, is looking for Song donors." Foreign monk said.

Song Shuhang: "The Chu family?"