He turned his little hand, and there was an pill in his palm, and he threw it not far away without hesitation.
The black elixir drew a beautiful parabola in mid-air, which was reflected in the greedy and red eyes of every gangster.
"My elixir!!"
"Fuck, it's mine!"
Under the temptation of interests, do not wait for the pill to fall.
Seven or eight gangsters immediately turned around and rushed out, scrambling to grab the pill.
"Hahaha, this is mine!"
One of the thin gangsters was the fastest, and when he was about to catch the elixir, a flash of ecstasy burst out in his eyes.
As long as he gets the elixir, he will run away immediately. The other brothers can't run as fast as him, so he can take this elixir and live happily, no matter what other people do!
Brothers are like birds in the same forest, and each has his own interests at his disposal!
Bandits.
Who really cares about loyalty?
The thin gangster was very proud of himself, but who knows, he was happy too soon.
Before he could grab the slippery pill, a shadowless foot suddenly flew from behind, and the thick foot kicked him hard on the butt like a mountain weighing down on him!
"Ouch——" The thin gangster screamed, and he was kicked out instantly. He fell face down with a bang, and his nose was covered in blood.
"Hmph, grab the elixir from me! Don't overestimate your own capabilities!" The person who kicked him was another strong gangster. He was not fast, but he was very strong. He was not polite when he attacked behind him.
He kicked his brother away with one kick, and quickly grabbed the elixir with his other big hand.
Obviously, he had the same idea.
There is only one pill.
There are seven or eight gangsters. Instead of sharing it with everyone, it is better to keep it to yourself.
Everyone can calculate such a simple question, and no one is a fool.
"Don't even think about it, Old Five!"
"Put down the elixir!"
Roars sounded one after another.
All the gangsters swarmed up, kicking me and pushing you, and a fierce fight began.
A chaotic battle broke out instantly.
The people on the side looked at this scene dumbfounded, with confused eyes, as if they didn't understand how things could develop like this.
Jun Buli was also stunned for a moment, looking at the gangsters who were fighting for a pill, his mouth twitched involuntarily, and he walked to the little dumpling who was watching the show leisurely.
"Xiao Mo, have you expected to be like this?" he asked curiously.
"Of course." Xiaotuanzi looked at him proudly and continued to watch the show with great interest, "There are so many of them. It would be tiring to fight head-on. It would also stain their clothes! Isn't it nice to watch them dog bite dogs?" p>
Fighting bravely and ruthlessly is not Xiaotuanzi’s style.
He is an elegant intellectual type.
Jun Buli blinked his eyes, looked at the little dumpling with his tail raised proudly, then looked at the gangsters who were fighting in a ball, and scratched his little face blankly: "Oh..."
"These two little guys walk completely different paths."
In the carriage carriage, Jun Wuchen leaned lazily and comfortably on the soft pillow, holding Yun Luo in his arms. His slender jade-like fingers picked up a strand of her long hair and twisted it around his fingertips.
"Bu Li likes to go straight. He is more powerful than Xiao Mo, but less scheming. As for Xiao Mo, he is agile and fast, but he doesn't like to fight head-on. His scheming is stronger than his strength."
Yun Luo snatched his hair back, nodded, and concluded: "One is good at attacking with force, the other is good at outwitness, both have distinct advantages and disadvantages."