The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

As she said, she waved to a short distance, "Bao, come here. ”

Upon hearing Moo-yan's call, Bao, who was practicing, immediately ran over.

Moe touched his son's head.

"Your opponent… it's him. ”

“Are you kidding me?! ”

“Bitch, are you kidding us? ”

“A granny doll, I killed him with one finger. ”

Mu Yan looked at them with a smile and a curse. After they had had had enough of the noise, he said: "It seems you don't want this opportunity anymore. ”

When you're done, turn around and go.

“Wait a minute!” The Scar Man screamed at her, and the fox wondered, “You're telling the truth, as long as we beat this doll, let us go free? ”

“Of course!” Muang turned back, "I never lied. ”

“One-on-one or three wins? ”

That's a good question.

She looked down at Baby, “Baby, how can you compare it to, like, more interesting? ”

Bao's little face is still cold, but the bottom of his eyes flashes a little impatient, “All together. ”

Moe looked up and laughed. “Did you hear that? ”

The slaves of Ghost Market stood still, wondering if they were hallucinating.

A granny doll under five years old, in the face of their fierce, fierce, fierce, powerful men, says "together”?

Is this stupid or crazy?

But after being stunned, a slave's eyes were filled with fierce light.

How could they bear to be despised by a granny doll and a weak woman?!

“Son, if you want to die yourself, don't blame the grandfathers! ”

“Just now, but the bitch said it herself, even if we tore this little bastard to pieces, no wonder of us! ”

“That's right, who wouldn't know how thick the sky was! ”

In the talking room, more than a dozen slaves wrapped in a fierce killing intent, and a bunch of bees seemed to rush up.

Moo-yan slowly took a step back, wrapped his hands around his chest, and watched this crushing battle about to fall over.

With no expression beside her, Ho Tian finally couldn't help but look at her and look at the slaves who besieged the young master. He shook his head indisputably.

He can already predict the tragic future of these fools.

Don't look at the lady now smile, but all those who have humiliated the young master, she will not let go easily!

Besides, with these idiots, you want to beat Young Master?

Dream!

It was almost Ho Tian's idea that had just flashed.

With a loud bang, a huge body flew straight out and fell to the ground, suddenly spraying blood.

Two for one, three for two.

Next, the whole yard heard a scream of ghosts crying wolves.

Then, a strong man like a tower, either kicked out or lifted up and thrown out in the middle of the sky.

Anyway, just a minute later, the whole yard was full of spectators except Mu and Xiao Hao Tian.

Only a small figure proudly stood in the middle of the courtyard.

Around him, he lay seven verticals, a blue-faced, screaming, strong man.

At this moment, all the ghost market slaves looked at Bao's eyes.

It's not just appalling, it's like looking at a monster.

This is a fucking four-year-old!

A child less than their waist height.

How dare you... beat a dozen of them all to the ground!