The Profligate Madam of the Family

  Chapter 454 Critically killed?

  On the cockfighting ground, there is a chicken feather.

  In the stands, people who were originally very impatient and felt that the crit was a waste of time, at this moment, all were quiet.

  Everyone's eyes are directly locked on the crit.

   "This chicken is not easy!"

   "I thought it would lose in seconds, but it can resist for so long!"

   "It looks so small, and without training, it can actually fight to this level. This should be a good seed!"

   "It's so exciting, this reversal is exciting!"

   "Which chicken will win in the end?"

   "There is no doubt that it must still be dark clouds, but that crit also looks very good, but it's a pity to die in this field!"

  ……

  Although everyone was surprised by the fight, everyone still felt that a crit was not enough.

  In comparison, it seems that dark clouds are more powerful.

  It's not just other people who think that the dark clouds are more powerful, even Leng Rongrong is also frightened, thinking that the crit may not work.

  After more than ten minutes of fighting, the body was injured in the crit. Although the black cloud also has a lot of injuries, but the black cloud is large in size, very strong, and is a regular chicken, so the endurance is also very good.

  The contrast is too big after all.

   "Critical strike, if it doesn't work, we give up!"

  Leng Rongrong began to worry. She saw a lot of blood shed from the crit and felt that the crit might be lost.

  It doesn’t make sense to fight anymore, it’s not good if you die on the court.

  In other words, it is a pet that I have collected, and the crit is very spiritual.

  Leng Rongrong's words made Critical Strike a dissatisfied look back. This product is a little small compared with the black chicken, but the fierce look in his eyes is not in the same way as the black chicken.

   "Where did your courage to stand on my head go?" Fourth Master Mo narrowed his narrow eyes, staring at the crit on the stage, and his voice was extremely cold.

   Critically glanced at Mo Linyuan, and then became fierce.

  It started to attack the black chicken like crazy and pecked the black chicken's head several times.

  The black chicken was pecked and shook his head crazy.

  The two chickens paused, stared at each other, and then rushed towards each other again.

  The scene began to become very **** because of the two chickens injured more.

  There are blood stains on the ground.

  Leng Rongrong looked more and more worried, and Mo Linyuan reached out and took her little hand, "It will not die."

   "If you continue like this, you may not die." Leng Rongrong frowned and saw that it is impossible for a crit to concede defeat, and it is impossible to leave early.

  She can't convince this stubborn chicken.

  But in this situation, it is obvious that the crit is weak. If you continue to fight, the crit may be tortured to death by the black chicken.

  Although it is just a chicken, the chicken she used to stew, she is already her own pet after all.

  Pets are like family members.

  Leng Rongrong was a little unbearable.

  She is a short-term person and she also protects her pets.

  Leng Rongrong bit her lip, and she suddenly fell to the ground when she saw the crit, and she stood up with a jerk.

  She almost dashed towards the steps without even thinking about it, "Critical!"

  Mo Linyuan followed closely, frowning slightly.

  Chong Hanyue also followed.

  Nan Si looked at the three, feeling a sense of guilt in her heart, "...this chicken will really die, right?"

  Critically knocked down to the ground, it was still alive, but it seemed to be dying. The black chicken next to it also kicked a few crits with its thick claws. This black chicken seemed very proud.

  It kicked several feet.

  Leng Rongrong stared at the black chicken as if it was fried, "You black chicken, you are enough, you can kick my family again, I will stew you!"

  Black Chicken glanced at Leng Rongrong, did not understand what Leng Rongrong said, lowered his head and continued to kick the crit.

   "Critical Strike!" Leng Rongrong shouted, "Quit, let's quit!"

   "Wait a minute!" Mo Linyuan suddenly took Leng Rongrong's arm, he looked at the crit on the stage, and he saw the crit moved.

"Money, crit, don't you want to make money? You will have no money when you die!" Leng Rongrong looked at the crit, distressed and anxious, she wanted to go up to help crit, but there was no way to help. Crit, "Crit, Ying'er, Ying'er said that after returning home, he will visit you!"

   Speaking of Xu Ying'er, the crit seemed to light up.

  The awkward chicken wings flicked.

   Then, it did not know where the strength came from, and suddenly jumped up and flew directly behind the black chicken.

  Black Chicken was caught off guard and was thrown down by a crit.

   Critically bit the black chicken's neck, and madly kicked the black chicken with his paws.

  The situation suddenly reversed. The crit seems to have used all the strength of the milk, and I don’t know how long it will take for the black chicken to stop moving.

  The whole body was wounded from the crit, and he stood dripping with blood. The whole chicken was crumbling, but still standing very strong.

   "Critical strike, great job!"

  Leng Rongrong cheered.

   Mo Linyuan gave Leng Rongrong a dozing look, and then looked at Crit with admiration.

  The referee decides that the crit wins.

  Then there was a tumult in the cockfighting field.

   "Awesome, this chicken actually reversed the situation that it was completely weak against it!"

   "It's too strong. At that time, it will almost certainly lose. It can jump up and win."

  "This is the most exciting cockfight I have ever seen!"

   "I remember this chicken! It's a pity, it probably won't be able to play the second game, otherwise, it will be more exciting!"

  ……

  The crit was picked up by Leng Rongrong. When Leng Rongrong held the chicken, his face was excited, and his eyes were full of money, clucking at Leng Rongrong.

  Leng Rongrong:...

  This product is not willing to go to the wound first, this product needs money first.

   "Nansi, have you won a lot?" Leng Rongrong looked at Nansi.

  Nan Si coughed twice and said embarrassingly, "What...that...the money is gone..."

   "What money is gone?" Leng Rongrong looked at Nan Si.

  The crit also craned his neck and looked at Nansi.

"Cough! Cough cough cough! I, I didn't expect to win a crit... I bought the black chicken temporarily... However, although I lost money, I was still very good because I won the crit. happy!"

  Nan Si said with a dry smile.

  Everyone is staring at Nan Si.

  Na Si's scalp was numb.

  The crit was even more angry. He flew out of Leng Rongrong's arms and chased Nan Si, pecking at Nan Si's **** frantically.

  Thorn it——

  Nan Si’s trousers were pecked and torn, a piece of cloth was pecked off, and both legs of a certain romantic man were exposed.

   "Wow, my pants!"

   Nan Si clutched her **** and ran away.

  The cockfighting field is full of joyous laughter.

   "Help, don't peck at me, ah, ah,"

   "Damn, my underwear!"

   "You grumpy chicken, calm down, who knows you can fight back! I was also kind to let you win money!"

  　Merry Christmas, babies! !

  (End of this chapter)