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What's so refreshing about your face? Looking at the tall, muscular Western monk, touching the porcelain man couldn't help but swallow his mouth and spit in his heart: what's really refreshing is your head!

The monk frowned when he touched the porcelain man for half a day. “Master, you don't want to give me face, do you? Don't poor monks look fresh enough? ”

Young monks made a bear hug. "The poor monks don't gossip. Even a big black bear can hug and kill them. Why don't you try it? ”

The man touching porcelain had to take a few steps back, although he did not know if the monk could hold a bear and kill the big black bear. But if you get hugged by a bear, your bones must be crushed.

And the other person's physique is exaggerated. Together with all the brothers, I'm afraid the monks aren't fat enough to beat up.

A good man doesn't eat the loss in front of his eyes.

“Big monk, I'll give you a face today. Let these three guys go once today, and we'll settle the bill tomorrow.” Touching the porcelain man bit his teeth, he reached out and wanted to leave with some of his good brothers.

But at this point, the monk suddenly moved in shape, blocking him from touching the group of porcelain men.

The bear was as clumsy as a cat.

“Couldn't the poor monks, the charity of the poor, let the charity leave them alone? The meaning of the poor monks is that both of you settle your grievances, shake hands and reconcile your words.” Young monks are a straight path.

“Big monk, don't you dare step in!” Touching the porcelain man bites his teeth: “If I don't beat Song Shuhang once, I have a breath in my heart. Big Monk, did you help them for a while? ”

Even when Yang Monks leave, they will return to Song Shuhang for revenge.

“Huh? Is the resentment between you because of Master Song?” Young monks were curious to ask.

“Of course.” Touched the porcelain man's teeth canal and remembered his purse, his heart ached.

“In other words, there is no hatred between the three masters? Just looking for Song Shi's troubles?” Young monks nodded, "That would do it. Those hosts might want to come with us. Let me take you to Master Song! ”

“Huh?” The man touched the porcelain and his eyes widened.

Ko: “Master, you can't take them to Book and Navigation! ”

“Don't worry, Master Gao, this little thing can be easily solved by Song Shi alone.” The Yang monk smiled slightly and blinked again at a certain three people.

Some of Gao's three men came to realize clearly - yes, there was a monk here, even if they went to see Song Shuhang, they wouldn't be afraid to touch the porcelain men.

“Master Gao, please take the poor monk to see Master Song.” Yang Monk added.

Yang De pulled out the phone: “I'll call Book Sailing and let him come quickly. ”

“Troubleshooter.” Yang Monk.

Yangde dialed Song Shuhang's number.

Soon, the call from Book Sail was answered: "Hello, Yang De, what can I do for you? Think of something to eat at noon? ”

“No, we're surrounded. They're looking for you.” Yangde calmed down.

“Who is it?” Song Shuhang's tone of laughter converged.

“We don't know each other. Looks like a nearby groundhog or something. When did you get in trouble?” Yangde calmed down.

“Plankton your sister!” Touching the porcelain man angrily, had it not been for the Yang monk's side, he would have rushed up and given Yang De a hot iron fist.

“Where are you?” Song Shu Hangdao.

“In the alley of Grand Gee block.” Yang De Dao.

Song Shuhang: “I'll be right there. ”

× × × × × × × × × × × × × × × × × × × ×

Less than two minutes.

Song Shuhang's figure has appeared in the alley in Dajie neighborhood, beside him, with ‘poetry’, and a small lotus bird standing on his shoulder.

The enemy meets, and the eyes are red.

Touching the porcelain man stared at Song Shuhang and yelled: “Song! ”

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

“Big monk, you don't want me to see your fresh face again, do you?” Touch the porcelain man to look at the monk and probe.

“Go ahead, huh.” Young monks have a big smile.

Master Song Shi is so powerful and unpredictable, these plants dare to seek Master Song's trouble, it is a death!

With the assurance of the Yang monk, the man touching porcelain waved the steel pipe, smiling and walking towards Song Shuhang.

“So these are the guys.” When Song Shuhang looked at the porcelain man, he was relieved of his dark breath - he was worried that the guy from the Brotherhood would shamelessly attack someone from Gao.

On his shoulder, the little canary blinked and called softly twice. This kind of scum doesn't even have five fights, it can be solved with one claw!

Touching the porcelain men group rushed towards Song Shuhang, smiling.

And at this moment... the little Laurie next to Song Shuhang moved.

This little Laurie in the black dress, ‘Huh’ rushes towards the men of porcelain!

In the group of men touching porcelain, the long-legged men in front of them only felt their eyes flowing. Then, a lovely Lori jumped high and her white knee hit him hard in the jaw.

“Ahhh" the long-legged man made a dull scream of pain and fell straight back. He then held his chin in his arms and rolled all over it. He felt like he had been hit in the front of a motorcycle, his chin probably broken and unconscious.

And the moment he fell, that black dress Lori was in the air an unscientific crossing, elongated leg kicking across the sweep.

Bang ~ A man with a baseball bat was hit in the cheek by a leg in the back of the man's right leg, screaming down. Like a long-legged man, he held his cheek and rolled all over the floor, his teeth kicked down several times.

In just one moment, the group of men touching porcelain has fallen by two!

Faster, faster than in the movies.

And the poetry attack only officially begins. When she landed, she squatted down and swept her legs!

Then a tall man wearing a finger tiger felt an arrow in his knee… No, his calf got a leg.

The man wearing the finger tiger screamed the same way, fell to the ground, rolled his calves in his arms, tears of pain were coming out - which was swept by little Lori? It was so hard to remember with a solid steel stick against your calf, as if your calf bones were about to break.

After sweeping down the man wearing the finger tiger, the poem jumped gently, jumping hard on the stomach of the man wearing the finger tiger.

“Oh ~” Dai finger tiger man felt severe abdominal pain, head twisted, mouth foaming.

Immediately afterwards, Siroly was like a tiger into a flock of sheep, her petite figure jumping like a bullet.

Screaming continues to sound from a group of men touching porcelain.

Ten breaths after.

Apart from touching a porcelain man holding a steel pipe, all his teammates are already out on the street...

“Fuck!” Gao was somewhat shocked.

“Fuck!” The earth waves were both shocked.

Yang De stared closely at the little Lori in the black dress, wondering if she was too tired lately, hallucinating in front of her eyes?

A teenage girl who beat a dozen men with murder weapons to the ground in minutes, that's all in the movies.

“Lady, forgive me!” The knee of a man touching porcelain was soft for a moment.

The poem blinked his eyes and turned his head to Song Shuhang Channel: “Brother Song, do you want to kill this too? Looks like a little head. Do you want to make him ask why he's dealing with you? ”

“Well, let me talk to him before I kill him.” Song Shuhang laughed. He came to touch the porcelain man, "Do you have a cell phone? Unlock it for me first. ”

Touching the porcelain man took out his phone rigidly and unlocked it and handed it over.

“Yo, nice phone.” Song Shuhang picked up the phone that touched the porcelain man, laughing.

“Dude, you can have it if you like.” Touch the porcelain man to bite the tooth canal.

“Ha, what do I need your phone for?” Song Shuhang picked up the phone and entered a mobile number in front of the man touching the porcelain.

This is a new mobile number that Song Shuhang originally brought to Yas.

“If you want to retaliate against me in the future, just call this number and I will come out to you alone.” Song Shuhang returned the phone to the man touching porcelain, Dao.

“Alone?” Touch the porcelain men's way.

“Yeah, just me. No one else.” Song Shuhang smiled and patted the porcelain man.

Touching a porcelain man with a twitchy mouth - believing in you makes me stupid! And if I call you on this phone, you're gonna take a bunch of people and fuck me.

“Well, poetry, I'm done.” Song Shu Hangdao.

“Mmm.” Poetry took a small step, two steps later, and she sipped: “Ha! ”

Elongated legs swirl around and kick around the neck of a porcelain man.

The man touched the porcelain and fainted.

Then, in the eyes of Gao and Tubo, Song Shuhang squatted down and pulled out a new purse from the man touching the porcelain.

Open it and there are only two red tickets inside.

“It's poorer than last time.” Song Shuhang smiled, unnecessarily laughed at the red ticket.

Other people's wallets, Song Shuhang, don't take any money, this is what he wants to touch the wallet on the porcelain man.

When Song Shuhang stuffed the money in his pocket... his Yas eyes lit up.

“Turns out, is money still available like this?” Yas felt he had found another source of money.

……

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“Gao, are you all right?” Song Shuhang waved at his roommates.

Kocoum: “It's okay, I'm glad the master arrived in time. ”

“Master Song Shi, the poor monk is here.” Yang Monk sailed a gift to Song Shu.

“Ha ha, you've been waiting for the master for a long time.” Song Shuhang laughed.

Yang Monk came here to lend the original of the Diary of the Suffering Death of the High Monk, as well as the "Tibetan Soul Way" to Song Shuhang.

In addition, he has a message for Song Shuhang.

“Master Song Shi, the poor monk came all the way here and met a seriously injured donor, who said he was from the Chu family and was looking for Master Song Shi.” Young monks.

Song Shuhang: “The Chu family? ”