Huang Xiaobei kicked him in the air, and Lao Wei was kicked directly to the ground.
Poor Lao Wei didn't know what happened, but he was kicked down by Huang Xiaobei. Just as he was about to say a word, two big feet stepped on him again.
"Pretend! Pretend again! Your acting skills are pretty good. Damn it, you can give me the same reason twice, right? You're calling me stupid. How high is your IQ!"
"Hand over the antidote!"
Brothers Huang Xiaobei and Mao Zi aimed at Weslin who was lying on the ground holding his head and kicked him hard. The two furious brothers used their actions to vividly explain what "I won't beat you to death today."
Let’s just carve the word “rice bucket” on our faces!” A feat.
A certain poor foreign devil almost couldn't get up after taking a shit just now. Unexpectedly, as soon as he got out of the toilet, he encountered an inhumane beating and kicking. The furious Huang Xiaobei and Mao Zi brothers almost spent the night in the toilet.
All this evil fire was poured out on a certain poor foreign devil.
"Young man, you're still pretending to be like me, right? It's very similar to me to imitate that pervert in cross-dressing. You're trying to imitate me, let me see!"
Lao Wei was kicked by Huang Xiaobei and Mao Zi brothers until he held his head and screamed, with shoe marks all over his face.
"Let me go and you guys are still being unreasonable. What am I pretending to be?!"
"Two eldest brothers, two eldest brothers, stop fighting, stop fighting, I will never be late for a meeting again, it's not okay!"
When Huang Xiaobei heard this, he became even more angry. Holding Brother Maozi's shoulders, Huang Xiaobei aimed at Weslin's head and kicked him again.
"Grandma, you bastard spy bites so hard. You don't even want to tell the truth. Brother Maozi, you held her down for me!"
Weslin, who had a bruised and swollen face and nosebleeds, was severely pushed to the ground by Brother Maozi. The next second, Weslin, who had been beaten for no apparent reason, suddenly heard a burst of unruly laughter and the sound of footsteps.
Rings.
With a nosebleed and fear on his face, Lao Wei looked at Huang Xiaobei who was walking toward him with a grin on his face.
Watching Huang Xiaobei keep gearing up, looking at Huang Xiaobei's eyes as if looking at chicken drumsticks.
Lao Wei had a nosebleed and said with a cold expression on his face.
"Huang, Huang Xiaobei, you, what do you want to do? I warn you not to go too far tonight. I, although I am late, you have beaten me for so long, so it is okay. You, stay away from me.
a little!"
"Hey Hey Hey."
Step by step towards the helpless and frightened Weslin, whose face was covered with nosebleeds, Huang Xiaobei's hands assumed a very classic dragon-claw gesture.
Looking at the struggling Weslin in front of him, and at Weslin's chest muscles full of explosive muscles, Huang Xiaobei's eyes were full of evil thoughts.
"Don't tell me, right? You love acting, right? I will experience the feeling of being a villain today!"
At this time, Karl had obviously discovered something, but before he could pull Huang Xiaobei away, he heard Huang Xiaobei howl like a hungry wolf.
"Come on, hey hey hey!"
Huang Xiaobei suddenly rode on Wei Silin's waist, and grabbed Lao Wei's chest muscles with both hands.
"Let you, a female spy, call me stupid, let you, a female spy, pretend to be Lao Wei, hahaha, I am going to let you taste what the hell is called today... Huh? These breasts
Why is the hair so hard and not soft at all?"
Huang Xiaobei grabbed Weslin's chest muscles randomly, constantly looking for the huge softness and wonderful taste in his palm before. But unfortunately, Huang Xiaobei scratched for a long time, and there were only lumps of flesh.
His helpless eyes subconsciously met that handsome face full of tears and nosebleeds.
Huang Xiaobei silently stared at Lao Wei on his crotch, looked at him silently for a long time, and then sniffed silently.
"Um...why do you smell like cigarettes? I remember that foreign devil seemed to like to smoke a cigarette when he was in bed."
"Crack."
At this moment, a photo fell out of Weslin's pocket, a photo of him and his girlfriend taking a group photo in front of the college's Big Ben.
Time suddenly became quiet from this moment on.
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Looking at the photo of Weslin and his girlfriend on the ground, and smelling Weslin's extremely authentic masculine scent, coupled with the smell of cigarette smoke, the three Huang Xiaobei's hearts were complicated.
The expressions on Brother Maozi's faces became confused, and he carefully left Weslin alone.
Karl pushed up his sunglasses, coughed unnaturally, and then gently left the scene of the crime.
Huang Xiaobei was riding on Wei Silin's body, his clawed hands gripping Lao Wei's chest muscles fiercely, but the expression on his face could not be described as gloomy.
With nosebleeds all over his face and tears in his eyes, Weslin stared blankly at Huang Xiaobei, who was riding on him and misbehaving with his muscular chest.
It's hard to imagine that after being humiliated like this, Lao Wei didn't react at all excessively, or even scream. He just lay on the ground blankly. Obviously, his brain had not recovered from the stimulation.
After about five seconds, Huang Xiaobei coughed lightly, and then silently released his hands holding Weslin's chest muscles.
"This, this..."
Seeing that Lao Wei's shirt was a little wrinkled, Huang Xiaobei helped Lao Wei tidy it up thoughtfully.
Slowly getting up from Lao Wei's body, Commissioner Huang put his right hand behind his back and coughed lightly.
"Well, this Old Wei, you have to understand that I am actually excusable. In addition, Old Wei, you'd better not tell anyone what happened tonight. How should I say it? Haha, I don't know if you heard me.
Have you ever heard of a special misunderstanding?"
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Pity, helplessness, fear, despair - Lao Wei's true portrayal at this moment.
He didn't understand why. He just collapsed from pooping and forgot to tell these people. As a result, he was pushed to the ground and beaten violently?!
What did he do wrong?
If you take a long time to poop, should you be treated like this? Should that bastard Huang Xiaobei ride on you and humiliate you?!
Looking at the nosebleeds and tear stains on Lao Wei's face, and then at the finger marks he left on his chest, Huang Xiaobei looked up to the sky with a guilty conscience, and said like a philosopher.
"Well, this life is like this sometimes, full of unknowns and surprises. Lao Wei, you should have learned a lot today, right? Well, how should I put it? Anyway, I think tonight's thing is pretty good, let me
Everyone has learned some lessons, and also realized a lot of life philosophies. Especially you, Lao Wei, after tonight, your spiritual realm will definitely improve greatly. Then, as you slowly improve, we will still
There's something going on, so I'll leave first."
As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Xiaobei and the other three fled the scene of the crime, leaving only Weslin with his shirt torn, his chest exposed, and a few finger marks on his muscular chest, as if he was a good girl who had been bullied.
, lying quietly on the floor tiles in front of the toilet.
Staring at the crystal ceiling of the hotel, there was a drop of crystal in the corner of Lao Wei's eyes, plus two lines of nosebleeds...
What did I do wrong?
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The sharp steel sword emitted a sharp light under the moonlight, and the slender samurai's sword struck in the air, bringing with it several afterimages.
"Bang!" The tactical knife and the samurai sword collided suddenly, making a harsh sound of gold and iron clashing, followed closely by the two equally sharp and cold eyes, which quickly collided in the air.
The sharpness of the eyes and the sharpness of the blade seem to be able to cut through space.
They hold long knives in their hands, which are like sharp blades in their own palms, unstoppable and sharp enough to cut through gold and jade.
"Bang bang bang!" The harsh sound of sharp blades clashing fiercely rang out from the quiet world again.
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The long night is deep and silent, everything is still.
On the deserted road outside the hotel, two figures holding knives collided quickly like comets. With one blow, the swords shone brightly and sparks flew everywhere.
Under the terrifying collision, one of them subconsciously took half a step back, but what was waiting for him was the other party's more fierce chop! At this time, the person who took half a step back rolled on the spot, and while dodging again, he also lost his momentum.
He pulled out another long knife from his back.
The next second, with two swords in hand, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and his momentum reached its highest level in an instant!
"Brush!" The ghostly figure rushed in the air, with a cold gaze carrying a sharp knife, slashing down! The opponent came forward with a knife, and they exchanged blows in an instant. The person holding the samurai sword almost flew away.
, he took six steps back before he managed to stabilize himself. At the same time, his jaws were shaken by the man's double swords and he couldn't help but tremble.
"Two-handed sword? He is indeed a student of Sasayama-senpai." A faint voice whispered to himself.
The person holding a slender Japanese samurai sword was a black-robed man from the Demon Party. The wide black robe covered his face and figure, making it difficult for people to see his appearance. All that was heard was the slightly startled voice.
Although they heard that Chu Zifeng was good at using two swords, no one thought that the gap between his one-handed sword and his two-handed sword was so terrifying. It was simply different!
What kind of monster did Ribei Shinoyama teach?!
Hearing his opponent's words, Chu Zifeng, who was holding two swords, frowned coldly and said in a cold voice, "What are you hiding?"
The man in black robe suddenly raised his head, and the next second, holding the Octavia samurai sword, he rushed away again, as brave and fearless as an Edo samurai.
Chu Zifeng said no more and swung his sword to meet him. "Bang!" The light of the sword flashed and sparks flew down. All he got in exchange was the same cold and sharp gaze from the two men.
They are not people who like to talk. In their hearts, a long knife in their hand is worth a thousand words in the world.
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With her white and tender little hands clenched, Qianqian nervously watched the figure of her brother fighting with the Demon Party warrior. On the other side of the road, there were two Demon Party black robes like herself, watching silently.
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Qianqian looked at the hotel behind her with great worry, wondering how Senior Carl and the others were doing now, and then cast a somewhat embarrassed look at her "bastard" brother.
Seeing the bastard brother and the devil's party man in black robes fighting happily, especially the two devil's party men in black robes not far away who might launch an attack at any time, Qianqian was even more angry and stamped her feet.
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Bastard bastard!
Violent maniac Violent maniac!!
The little Loli cursed angrily in her heart.
It's obvious that you don't have to fight the demon party members. You're just teleporting away to avoid it. Why do you have to fight him endlessly?!
Huh, don't think I don't know. Although those bastards from the Demon Party don't know why, they definitely don't dare to step into the hotel, so they have to find a way to lure us out.
But this bastard brother is too crazy about martial arts!
Although he reacted quickly, when the white powder floated in front of him, he teleported out of the room with her. Of course, Qianqian would not say thank you. In her opinion, he was a bastard.
Saving himself is a matter of course, and this cannot be the reason for him to plunge headlong into the devil's trap.
After thinking about the scene not long ago, and thinking about the extremely confident and extremely accurate sword strike of the bastard brother, Qianqian became more and more suspicious that Chu Zifeng had deliberately slipped into the devil's trap, and the little Loli became more and more angry.
Got teeth.
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Fifteen minutes ago, when the round can thrown by the fake Weslin was exploded by Andreev with a punch, Chu Zifeng took himself out of the room very quickly to avoid those strange and very strange things.
Maybe the white powder that can seal their abilities fell on them.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he appeared outside the hotel, the sword-wielding samurai from the Demon Party appeared behind him.
At that moment, the sharp samurai sword slashed down in the air and struck directly at the back of Chu Zifeng's head! The sword was as bright as the moon, and it was so powerful that it was like a tiger descending from the mountain!
But at the very moment when the long knife fell, Chu Zifeng was not surprised. He pushed Qianqian away with his left hand, turned his body slightly to avoid the blade, and then withdrew and struck the opponent's neck with the knife!
Remembering that Chu Zifeng had just teleported outside the hotel, he pushed her away, and then turned around and struck with a knife. This also made the little Loli very suspicious now. She suspected that Chu Zifeng might have known in advance or guessed what was going on outside the hotel.
There were people from the Devil's Party, so he deliberately led her out and took the initiative to get into the Devil's Party's trap! (To be continued)