Sister, you miss me

"How, how, come and bite me, come and beat me!"

Lang Kun jumped up and down, like a brain-dead monkey, even his bodyguards could not help showing a bit of contempt.

"Oh, the boss of the iron lock, such a large LCD TV, I am afraid it will cost tens of thousands of yuan, the screen accounts for 7,000 of the cost, depending on our relationship, I will ask you for the 7,000."

Before he finished speaking, Lan Xiang, Xin Dongfang, and Huang He rushed towards Langkun. Of course, the target was Ngawang behind Langkun.

Lang Kun was ready at any time, and when he saw the other party starting, he chuckled and hid behind Awang like a rabbit.

Facing the three people filled with righteous indignation, Ngawang held up his chest, like a mountain, "Go back, you are not my opponents, as long as you don't hurt Kun Shao, Sajia will never embarrass you."

The answer to him was the fist of the three.

"No, you are not him..."

Sun Desheng had not yet uttered the word "opponent", and the three of them flew upside down one by one, scattered around Sun Desheng.

The four of them suddenly became brothers and sisters, each of them pale and relatively speechless.

"Haha..." Langkun jumped up again, "Fight with me, you are too tender, I said, offend me, there is only one end, that is to go out sideways. However, before that, I want you to enjoy it for free A touch of a restricted-level movie, I will personally take the lead."

"Fork it up."

Langkun gave an order, and the bodyguards immediately took action and set up five people including the iron lock.

Sun Xiaohong and the five women of Sixiaohuadan fell into despair again.

Lang Kun was patrolling back and forth, proudly: "You guys, smack, toast and not eat fine wine, okay, now I don't have pity on Yu Yu."

Having said that, one hand lifted one of the Hua Dan's skirts, and he was about to tear off the panties.

Awang closed his eyes.

"Awang, you are dumb, or blind. You have to be forgiving and forgiving. Why does it not apply to others?"

Yang Feng used the Buddhist lion roar skill to say this word by word. Others just felt that the voice was loud. However, among Buddhist disciples, especially those with a lower cultivation level, Yang Feng's words directly affected the soul.

"Who, who are you!" Awang looked around and looked for it repeatedly.

But Lang Kun was no longer interested, and kicked the woman in front of him, "It's really disappointing, what's the matter, why does Laozi play a woman, so many things?"

At this time, Lang Kun still did not notice Ngawang's anomaly. This Tibetan Rinpoche claimed that Mount Everest had collapsed without being surprised, and his personal ability was indeed terrifying. There was once a man who defeated a company.

"Who, where, don't hide your head, come out, come out."

Lang Kun finally noticed the panic on Ngawang's face, the panic in his eyes, and even fear.

Ran Kun could not imagine, just a voice scared Dang Rinpoche into this?

Yang Feng stepped into the box, with huge sunglasses on his face, which Yang Feng had stored in the ring space in advance. Now he has learned a lot and put a lot of daily necessities in the space, even fruits, toilet paper, and aunt The towel is also prepared.

Naturally, he couldn't hide from Sun Desheng in this outfit, and at the same time, he couldn't hide from the iron chain.

"Boss," the four of them said in unison, "I'm embarrassed by my wife's failure to save her."

Yang Feng shook his head and looked at the four little girls, "I ask you four, do you think they are very useless and are they embarrassing."

The four shook their heads and said in unison: "They are heroes and men, they are good."

Most of them had rehearsed, but at this moment, they seemed sincere.

The four of Sun Desheng were affirmed by the beautiful lady, and they were full of blood in an instant, struggling, and they would fight again.

Yang Feng waved his hand: "Sit down and rest, let the old man move his hands and feet."

"Sir, is it really you?" Tie Shuo finally determined that it was Yang Feng himself, struggling to come to his footsteps, and hugged Yang Feng's calf.

"The iron lock is ashamed to Mr.!"

Yang Feng smiled and said: "Tie Shao, you are good, not ashamed, you are very responsible. These people are obvious to all."

Speaking of this, Yang Feng pointed to Ngawang: "Awang is it, it really is the name of a dog."

"Even if our family Awang is a dog, it is ten times more noble than yours." Lang Kun scolded Yang Feng, "Where did you come out of this dog?"

Snapped!

Before he finished speaking, he was slapped in the face.

"Awang, he hit me!" Lang Kun said, covering his face.

Awang looked at Yang Feng quietly, and said, "Stop it!"

"It's ridiculous and pathetic." Yang Feng shook his head and looked directly at Ngawang. "Dangdang Rinpoche, instead of pursuing the highest realm of Buddhism and martial arts, he is willing to become a running dog and eagle dog."

"It's not your turn to behave like a family."

Yang Feng took off his sunglasses and threw them to Sun Desheng, "Take them well, they are very expensive."

Seeing that Yang Feng was pulling more than himself, Lang Kun was so angry that the three corpses jumped, "Awang, bite him, kill him."

Ngawang still doesn't have much qigong training, but some people can't help it.

"This little friend looks extraordinary. The Sajia apprentice."

"Sir, be careful." Tie Suo worried. Although he trusted Yang Feng enough, this Lama named Ngawang was indeed the only master he had seen in his life.

Unfathomable.

Ngawang has already opened his posture, but Yang Feng slapped his head and said to Sun Xiaohong and Sixiaohuadan: "Sister Hong, I already know your name, but Sixiaohuadan, I don’t know yet."

"In case I have something wrong, at least..."

"Ling Yang." A Guazi face said.

"Susan." Round-faced said.

"Jiang Yao." The chest is the largest.

"Linglong." The body is the most devilish.

The four are generally pure and introduce themselves one by one, but it is easy to distinguish.

Looking at Yang Feng at this time, the eyes were colorful.

It made Yang Feng a little uncomfortable.

"Awang, come on, stop the ink." Lang Kun urged. He saw that Yang Feng was about to be on the court, so he was still in the mood to hook up a girl, so he was naturally upset.

Awang was also a little impatient: "Little friend, are you ready?"

"Wait a second, let me say one more sentence."

"Good." Awang said helplessly.

Yang Feng looked at Si Xiao Hua Dan and said, "First of all, regardless of whether I win or lose, Hong Sister will forget it. Si Xiao Hua Dan, you must not fall in love with me."

Sister Hong couldn't help rolling her eyes. This fellow was really narcissistic, but she immediately noticed that Si Xiaohuadan's eyes were a little strange.

Isn't it, this kid is so charming?Sun Xiaohong was puzzled.

Yang Feng said again: "You should know that this shit Kun is not easy to provoke, but my four brothers have taken action. They are not doing chivalry, but heroes to save beauty. If I save you, should you have Expressed."

The four of Sun Desheng looked at the boss, their hearts were moved, tears filled their eyes.

The boss who is worried about his happiness like this is really nowhere to find him with his lantern.

"We promise you." Four Xiaohuadan said in unison.

Yang Feng was a little uncomfortable, looking at their eyes and listening to their voices, it felt strange.

Lang Kun couldn't stand it anymore, and kicked Ngawang in the back.

By coincidence, Ngawang was also ready to shoot.

A flat punch hit Yang Feng.

However, this man is tall and can give people a natural pressure, and his fist is as big as a small watermelon.

"Haha, fight with my family Awang, you are like playing a lantern in the toilet, looking for death!"

"Awang, beat him all over his teeth."

Lang Kun was very excited, because in his eyes, Yang Feng and Ngawang were not of the same order of magnitude.

Lang Kun seemed to see that Nga Wang overturned the pesky guy with one punch.

Yang Feng was not afraid, with one palm flat.

Awang was a little surprised, but the attack did not stop at all.

Everyone watched silently, even if they couldn't understand.

A punch and a palm finally hit together.

Seemingly ordinary, but it seems like a hurricane.

The eye of the wind is where the fist and the palm are combined.

The hurricane blew the bodyguards of the people around him. The nearest station of Langkun was also affected, and he lay on his back.

However, Yang Feng didn't move an inch, his face was calm.

On the other hand, Ngawang looked solemn, the blue veins on his neck were bulging, obviously he was working hard.

This picture is a bit inconsistent, exaggerated, like a sheep against a cow, no matter how hard the cow is, the sheep is calm and calm.

Ngawang withdrew his palm and stepped back, "The little friend hides deeply and takes me another palm."

"Ming is stubborn." Yang Feng chuckled.

Ngawang slapped him with a palm, as if he had broken his physical limit.

There was a violent wind in the private room again, and a group of people staggered.

However, Yang Feng stood still and pointed a middle finger on Awang's palm, yet again blocked this thunderous blow.

Awang blushed again and his neck was thick, but Yang Feng was still calm.

Even laymen can see that a little way is coming.

"Sir..." Tie Suo cried bitterly.

Sun Xiaohong and Si Xiaohuadan all shine in their eyes.

The four of Sun Desheng were stunned, and Yang Feng could not believe the strength that Yang Feng showed at this time.

In this way, the last competition in the barracks was simply fun.

"Awang, what's the matter, are you withering?" Lang Kun couldn't stand it anymore.

The two separated, and Awang had to re-examine the small man in front of him again.

"Who are you?"

"The person who walks for the sky is also the person who educates you outsiders who have no principled bottom line on the three views."

"Keep talking!"

Awang's anger was completely raised.

"Young Master Kun, the Sajia is going to kill today, can you cover it?"

"Haha, Awang, I like your character, it should have been like this long ago, isn't it just a life? Don't be afraid, it can cover it."

Awang nodded and immediately assumed a squat posture.

No one laughs, because Ngawang's momentum is rising rapidly.

"Eat my master's mastery, destroy the ice palm."

A fan-like palm of Ngawang's palm was like flying out of the sky, except that the temperature in the entire private room dropped more than five degrees. At the same time, within a foot of Ngawang's palm, the air directly liquefied, and then ice was frozen.

Yang Feng was taken aback when he heard the words "Bing Palm". What happened?

The next moment, Ngawang finally suffocated his big move.