"Ye Jindong, you finally figured it out!"

Seeing the man in white with a rebellious attitude, the crow twisted his neck and said angrily.

The man in white--Ye Jindong smiled and pointed at the crow and said, "Why, can't wait for me to help you collect your skin?"

The crow grinned: "It's not certain who helps who will take off the skin!"

The smiling tiger next to him said to the crow, "Why do you say so much? Capture the king first to capture the thief. Kill him, and those minions will naturally retreat!"

The crow smiled and looked at the tiger: "You need to teach me?" Then he turned his head and thorned it, and took off his shirt. He saw a ferocious "Death" tattoo on his body--the "Death" held a giant scythe in his hand, as if he was about to harvest his life at any time.

The crow arrogantly moved his neck bones and picked out two iron scythes from behind, pointing at Ye Jindong like a mantis and said, "Do you die!"

Ye Jindong was carrying a samurai sword and was about to take action, but a voice heard: "Brother Dong, give us these two missed!"

But Xiangzai, with Zhao Jinhu and Xigou, broke in from outside.

Ye Jindong frowned and was about to speak, but he saw Zhao Jinhu lifting his mountain knife and slashing at the crow.

The crow laughed: "What are you doing? Could you still have a shadowless knife?"

Before the crow finished sneering, he saw a buzzing outside. Four armored motorcycles crashed into the window glass of the dance hall and rushed in with a bang.

It turned out that Zhao Jinhu's sword was directing the motorcycle.

Zhao Jinhu grinned at the crow: "Go to die!"

The four motorcycles followed Zhao Jinhu's command, increased the accelerator, sparks appeared on the rear wheels, and the front wheels were raised high, rushing left and right into the crow like a mad cow.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the crow raised his sickle with both hands and jumped back. The sickle hooked the handrail of the stairs, and rotated in the air and flew up the stairs.

Seeing that the four motorcycles almost bumped into each other, they turned the front of the car again, and one of them buzzed and rushed up the stairs like a mad cow.

Seeing this, a trace of ferociousness appeared on the corner of the crow's mouth. Before the motorcycle could rush to the front, it soared into the air, put its legs on both sides of the stairs, forming a horse, and then held a knife in both hands and slashed at the rider!

The sickle was as fast as lightning, and the rider's helmet was cut in half. If it weren't for the helmet protection, the rider would have fallen to the ground.

Even so, the rider was cut off half of his scalp, fell from the motorcycle, rolled down the stairs to the ground, wailing endlessly.

The crow succeeded with a move and couldn't help but be extremely arrogant. He used a horse with his legs and held a sickle in both hands, like a giant mantis, swaying left and right on the stairs, showing off his might, and provoking Zhao Jinhu and the three motorcycle riders in his mouth: "Come on, let me take you to hell!"

"Damn!" Before Zhao Jinhu could rush forward, he saw the crow holding two sickles rolling up like a whirlwind!

Zhao Jinhu hurriedly swung his knife to block it.

In the flash of lightning, the sickle and the machete kept colliding, making a series of golden swords and iron sounds!

"Slow! Your movements are too slow! Faster! Faster!" The crow whirls around Zhao Jinhu like a whirlwind.

Zhao Jinhu was dazzled and stinged. Blood flew across his left eye, but it was scratched by the crow's sickle!

The crow stopped his ghostly figure and looked at Zhao Jinhu who was blinded by himself. He looked evil in his eyes: "How is it, does it feel good?"

"I feel good about your mother!" Zhao Jinhu roared wildly, regardless of the blood flowing in his left eye, and slashed at the crow with a knife again.

The crow laughed wildly, "It's slow and like a snail. How could you be my opponent?" After saying that, he responded again with two sickles in his hand.

...

at the same time---

Xiangzi and Xigou rushed towards the "bald man" with baseball bats and slashing swords.

When the smiley tiger saw the two of them coming, he shouted, "No, I'm so scared! Don't chase me!" He turned around and ran away.

Xiangzi and Xigou chased each other even more, "Go to death, you bald man!"

Xiangzi and Xigou thought they had found a soft persimmon that was easy to pinch, and they were very excited.

Both of them were relatively brave and could not handle a strong man like Cobra and Beast King, so they had to find some soldiers and shrimps to attack together.

Unexpectedly, after leaving the great fortune, the big man, Smiling Tiger, staggered and ran away, of course they would not let go of the opportunity to make contributions.

Soon, Xiangzi and Xigou caught up with the "big and three thick" smiling tiger.

The smiley tiger was forced to the stage of the dance hall and had no way out.

At this time, the smiley tiger turned around, looked at Xiangzi and Xigou with horror, and said, "Please, let me go, I'm so scared of death!"

Xiangzi swung the baseball bat and pointed at the smiley tiger: "Let your sister, today we two want to take your sacrifice knife!"

The Xigou also smiled and said, "Yes, bald! You are also a big man, why are you so timid and so afraid of death? Bah!"

The terror on the smiley tiger's face slowly subsided, and he smiled, "You are so powerful, so fierce! But, you are really stupid!"

Before Xiangzi and Xigou could make Xiaomenghu mean what this meant, Xiaomenghu picked up the microphone stand on the stage and smashed it at them!

"Stop, sneak attack?!" Xigou reacted the fastest, picked up the mountain knife and slashed at the smiley tiger.

The smiley tiger turned sideways and actually clamped the slim dog's mountain-opening knife with his armpit. Before the slim dog can draw the knife, the smiley tiger stole his legs and twisted his crotch and shouted: "Broken---!"

With a click, the solid mountain-cutting knife was broken into two pieces by the smiley tiger!

The thin dog was stunned with half of the broken knife.

Xiangzi didn't care about this, and took advantage of the opportunity to pick up the baseball baton and smashed it on the smiling tiger's bald head, "It's going to make you crazy!"

With a bang!

The alloy baseball baton hit the bald head of the smiley tiger, making a metallic impact sound, bounced high, almost hurting Xiangzai himself.

Xiangzai felt his hands numb, as if he was hitting a baseball bat on a stone.

When I looked at the laughing tiger, I smiled, loosened my arms, and let out a whistle. The half-piece of the mountain knife that was clamped under my armpit fell to the ground.

The smiley tiger turned around and looked at Xiangzai with a shocked look on her face. She reached out and touched her big bald head--the red lotus tattoo on the bald head became extremely evil under the light.

A hint of ferociousness appeared on the corner of the smiley tiger's mouth: "How about it, two children, have you been chasing me for so long, are you happy?"

Xiangzi and Xigou: “…?!”

It was only now that I felt something was wrong. The dead bald man in front of me seemed not as easy to deal with as they thought.

Unfortunately, it's too late---

I saw Xiaomeng suddenly laughing to the sky, then stomped his left foot on the ground, clenched his fists with both hands, like an arhat spreading his arms, and a loud bang of his clothes, revealing his dark and iron-cast muscles.

"Pujiezi, let you see what it means to be invulnerable to swords and guns, practice iron cloth shirts!"

The smiling tiger showed a grim smile on its face, like a tiger with fangs staring at Xiangzai and Xigou.

Xiangzi and Xigou looked at each other and were almost cursing in their hearts. I chose, what is this called luck? I thought I had picked up a bargain and found a soft persimmon to make contributions, but I didn't expect that the sick cat turned into a tiger, but instead I gave food to the tiger's mouth.

what to do?

"Fuck him!"

"Do it!"

Xiangzi swung the baseball bat again and smashed it at the smiley tiger.

The thin dog also took half of the mountain knife and slashed the smiley tiger away.

The smiley tiger laughed, "Good come!"

Facing the Broken Knife, he didn't dodge and just carried it on his shoulders.

The broken knife slashed his shoulder and made a bang, like a slash of steel.

Look at the laugh-faced tiger's backhand, and hit the thin dog's head with one elbow.

The thin dog's eyes were filled with stars, shaking, and with a thud, he rushed directly to the ground, not knowing whether it was death or life.

Xiangzai's baseball bat here was about to hit Xiaomenghu's head, but was turned around and held it with his arm.

Before Xiangzai could react, the smiley tiger punched Xiangzai's face.

With a bang!

Bone of the nose bridge!

Nose bleeding!

The smiley tiger then rushed up and punched Xiangzai in the chest.

With a bang!

The vine armor worn by Xiangzai's chest exploded!

The internal organs were like being hit by an iron hammer, and a mouthful of blood was spewed out!

After receiving two consecutive heavy blows, Xiangzai could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.

The smiley tiger stepped forward, stepped on Xiangzai's neck with his feet, then picked up Xiangzai's baseball bat, pointed at Xiangzai's head and said proudly: "How about it, kids, are you so fun? Are you happy? But I don't have time to play with you now, go to die!" He raised the baseball bat and smashed Xiangzai's head hard!

Seeing that Xiangzi was about to be smashed to his brain, a long knife shot in, and with a bang, it swung the baseball bat that was smashed away.
Chapter completed!