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471 Shangfang Sword! [Weekend Event Chapter]

Hua Maomao now had no doubt that he was there. Although the scene was chaotic, the place where she stood was an open space. He couldn't pick up the stones around him to block the thick iron rod, right? So he picked them up one by one.

His so-called Shang Fang sword!

"Girls, suffer death!!" At this time, He Laodan had already rushed in front of Hua Maomao, raised his thick iron rod high and smashed it down in front of her.

"Drink!" Hua Maomao didn't have to use his sword to block the heavy blow of the thick iron rod. Maybe the sword was a fake and shoddy product. If it was broken by that old man He, his head would be broken.

It exploded, so I ducked to the side.

"Bang!!" There was a loud sound, and He Laodan had already used 100% of his strength in the powerful blow. He was now furious and wanted to kill the beautiful policeman in front of him first, and then it would be good to rape the corpse. Anyway,

He didn't intend to drag it back to play slowly. So he couldn't hold back his strength and hit the head of the iron rod heavily on the concrete floor. The head of the iron rod was slightly bent, and the cement floor was not much better.

A small hole was actually punched out.

"You stinky bitch, don't hide! Come and die!!" After the first blow failed, He Laodan immediately put the stick in his hand, changed the direction, and hit the Chinese cat again.

"Hmph!" Of course Hua Maomao was not so stupid as to stop hiding. After snorting, he jumped forward and took a big step back. But at this time, He Erdan also discovered after the fight just now.

Not only was this girl naked, she also moved her body very quickly, so she only used half of her strength to stop the stick before it reached the ground. The blow just now shook both of her arms quite hard.

This is called stealing chicken but giving away rice!

"Fuck you! Watch the move!" He Erdan was a little helpless as Hua Maomao only dodged but did not fight back. He picked up the stick in his hand and struck from one side.

This change, which Hua Maomao originally judged to be from top to bottom, was not the same, and his body also instinctively dodged towards the side where Stick Lun came from.

In desperation, Huali Li turned her hand gently and held the Shang Fang sword, which had never been used, out of the left side of her body, hoping to use it to take away the power of He Laodan's stick.

Some.

"Bang~" The two soldiers met, but what came was not the sound of metal collision, but a dull sound. The two looked at He Laodan's iron rod with puzzled faces being blocked by the Shangfang sword.

, and then starting from the interruption position of the sword body, it slowly began to dent towards Hua Maomao's body. This Shang Fang sword directly showed a 'u' shape, and appeared in front of the two-level audience.

The surprised look and the proud look in the eyes of the man in ancient costume stopped the momentum twenty centimeters away from Hua Maomao's waist.

"Drink, bang~!" Although Huali was confused about the softness of the sword, she was the first to react. Jiaohe jumped up, raised her foot and kicked the thick iron rod over, "Swell~"

There was a muffled sound, and He Laodan, who was stunned on the spot, received a sudden blow with a strong force on his hand. As soon as his hand was released, the iron rod was actually kicked away from his hand and fell to the ground with his reluctance and panic in his eyes.

Five meters away.

"Common man, take my sword!" At this time, Hua Maomao did not stop the movements in his hands, but took the opportunity to jump up violently, raised the Shang Fang sword to the top of his head with both hands, and then made a "Huashan split the top"

'He slashed at He Lao Dan's head. Of course, Hua Maomao didn't want to kill people in public, so he instinctively judged the sword and raised it in his hand, then pointed the sword towards He Lao Dan's head.

Photographed it.

"..." Just as Hua Maomao raised his sword and slashed downwards with all his strength, the surrounding audience had black lines on their heads and shed cold sweat, because what they saw was not a sword, but a sword.

It was a thick and long 'salty hairtail fish'. At this time, the piece of golden-yellow cloth had flown to nowhere with the influence of the wind...

"Pah~pah~" The body of the salty hairtail fish hit He Laodan hard on the head, but when Hua Maomao looked at the 'Shang Fang Sword' in his hand, his little face suddenly became angry and confused.

Hong, she didn't know whether she was angry or ashamed. After listening to the heartfelt laughter of the 'audience', she now wished she could pull out the man who gave her the sword and give it a good repair.

But where is the figure of the man in ancient costume now? When the sword appeared, it had already disappeared from the crowd without a trace. To use the words of the man to comfort himself, that is: '

I'm not running away, I'm going to buy another salted hairtail fish, and the director is waiting to start filming!!!'

"Hahaha~~" Although the slap of the salted hairtail fish on He Laodan's head felt a little painful, but when he saw the Chinese cat holding the salted fish as Shang Fang's sword wanted to do justice for heaven, he suddenly felt

Pointing at the blushing Chinese cat with one hand, he burst out laughing with the other hand.

"Die! You're laughing!" Hua Maomao was so embarrassed that he suddenly threw the salted fish into He Lao Dan's face. When He Lao Dan turned his head to avoid the salted fish, he flew forward.

Taking a step forward, he raised his right foot, leaned back sharply, and immediately aimed an upside-down golden hook at the middle of He Laodan's butt.

There is actually a small detail in Hua Maomao's move. If you look carefully, you will find that the toes of her raised right foot are hooked toward the inside of her foot. In this case, with her qualifications,

It is completely possible for him to explode his balls with the base of his average and high penis. This is also the fate of Hua Maomao and He Erdan who took the opportunity to touch his butt just now.

"Swell! Ah~!!" He Laodan turned his head to dodge Xianyu. When he turned his head again, the figure of the Chinese cat was no longer in front of him. All he could see was the smooth navel of his eyes.

, and that piece of snow-white belly exposed, but before he could start to tilt, a severe pain came over his buttocks!!

‘The egg cracked!! The sausage is probably about to break!!’ Yes, He Laodan’s egg has indeed burst now, but if there are several of them, he is probably the only one who knows it best.

After a burst of heart-rending screams, He Laodan's legs formed an 'X' shape, his face was distorted, and the veins on his forehead swelled. He slowly fell to the ground in front of Hua Maomao, shrinking into a ball of pain.

He groaned loudly.

Although the tricks were cruel and inhumane, Hua Maomao would not pity him. He directly took out the handcuffs from his waist and pulled He Lao Dan, who was lying on the ground with pain, weakness and numbness all over his body, to the front of an overturned car.

He was handcuffed to it.


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