The best boy on campus

But at this moment, what no one knew was that on the road in front of Dingkou in this nail morning market street, a car had been parked quietly without a driving light, like a wild beast waiting for food in the middle of the night , quietly lurking there_Bubble&book&But there are two small old men in the car, squinting their eyes and staring carefully at the fight between the old cat and the black scorpion in front of them

The dark light on this street did not block their superb vision. The two old men were like two nocturnal civet cats, seeing the fierce battle in the distance as if they were real.

In the driver's seat, an old man in a very funny red suit said in an extremely dry and hoarse voice: "That's right, that kid is a seedling. What do you think?" It's not local in city g, it seems to be some kind of outsider

In the passenger seat, an old man who was dressed differently from him except for the clothes he wore was a black suit, and the rest was exactly the same as the former in terms of height and appearance. The body shape is not good, it affects his speed too much, no matter how carefully cultivated such a young child, he will not be able to become a great climate." His voice sounds extremely pleasant to the ear, and it is completely different from the former. It is not a good thing to say, but It just gives people a warm feeling like a spring breeze, revealing an indescribable kindness of the elders

The old man in the red suit smiled and said: "What are you talking about? You see things are too one-sided. He is a little fatter, but his speed is definitely not slow. You can't always use yourself as an issue. In this world, except for my body I can't compare with you, how many other people can compare with you? Those old S-level ninjas in Japan can't do it." The voice is as dry and unpleasant as before, as if this person's throat has been rubbed with sandpaper

Hearing this, the old man in the black suit was unhappy, and even seemed a little excited. He sat up straight and argued with the old man in the red suit, "You're not right. I'm an old man who stepped into the coffin with one foot. But he is a young boy in the prime of his life. Why can’t he compare to me? Even if he is not half as good as me, at least he can handle it? He is just on par with useless trash like Black Scorpion. How high do you want me to give him?" The old man's words were obviously not good, but his voice was still so pleasing to the ear

These two people are so strange, good words are ugly, and bad words are good, as if they are a contradictory pair deliberately arranged by God

The old man in the red suit smiled and said: "Quack, what's the big deal if you get angry again while talking? I think that kid is fine, as you said, he is indeed a little fatter now, but when he was fat, his movements were so fast. If it’s reduced, it’s okay, right?”

Unexpectedly, he had just finished speaking, and before he could wait to see the reaction of the old man in black suit, he saw that the latter had already slammed the car door shut, got out of the car angrily, and pointed at the old man through the window. The old man in the red suit inside said angrily: "I feel good, so don't ask me what annoys you the most. Every time you clearly have an idea in your heart, but you still like to ask me every time, is there something wrong with your mind?"

The old man in the red suit seemed to be used to the fiery temper of the old man in the black suit, so he still smiled without anger: "I said brother, if your eyes are so high all day long, you can find faults in every seedling. Then you will never find your favorite apprentice, Hei Sandao is going to be lost."

Hearing this, the old man in black snorted coldly: "If you lose it, you lose it. Don't you still have your Red Three Swords? I can't find qualified seedlings for a day, even if I bring all this unique skill into the coffin board, I won't pass it on." To the useless posterity, ruined Lao Tzu's prestige"

After finishing speaking, the grumpy old man in a black suit put his hands behind his back, took small steps, and walked towards the darkness behind him without looking back. He was obviously not walking fast, just like ordinary people walking normally, but the speed was really astonishing In the blink of an eye, he disappeared at the end of the road. Even if someone like Wan Zi Liang Long Tian Yang runs fast, he may not be able to catch up with him.

"Tsk tsk tsk, stubborn old guy, if you don't want this apprentice, then I will accept it hehe, after waiting for so long, I finally found someone I like." The old man in the red suit smiled and looked at the old cat in front, Comfortable

He didn't hesitate, opened the car door directly, and jumped down. If there is a third person present at this time, he will definitely be shocked by the old man.

Not to mention his ugly features and hideous facial features, he is also hunched over and stooped, wearing a large fiery red suit and wearing a pair of black glossy crocodile mouth leather shoes. His head is big and his body is small. They're all real circus clown freaks.

Moreover, this old man is horribly short, at most 1.5 meters tall, with short arms and short legs, and he wobbles when he walks, which is very funny. He swayed forward with his hands behind his back

At the intersection of the T-shaped street at this time, the old cat and the black scorpion were still fighting endlessly. The two of them were so tired that they were almost collapsed. Their clothes were soaked with sweat, their hands and feet were sore, and they were so weak that it was unimaginable. Heroes and fierce men like them who kill without batting an eye, all fight so fiercely that they make themselves weak

With a "click", the old cat and the black scorpion bounced away in both directions after fighting for countless times. Both of them were panting heavily with their knives in their hands. Dao guarded against the old cat, while peeking at Wan Ziliang and the younger brothers in the War Soul Hall from time to time, for fear that they would come to encircle and kill at such a moment.

And if Wan Ziliang really rushed up with his younger brothers to beat up Black Scorpion at this time, he would be sure that Black Scorpion is dead. The old cat has already lost his arrogance and temper. Kezi, looking at the old cat, he gritted his teeth with hatred

It's a pity that Wan Ziliang and all the younger brothers in the War Soul Hall didn't want to go up to help the old cat, but they were really dumbfounded, and they didn't know how to help. They felt that they could not intervene in this level of strength confrontation. hands-on

On the other hand, the old cat is also tired and out of breath. To be honest, his current situation is not as good as that of the black scorpion. After all, before fighting with the black scorpion, he once fought alone against the black scorpion's 20-odd younger brother. At that time, the old cat The strength in his body has already lost a lot, and it is already an anecdote that he can fight against the black scorpion for so long now

"Huh...huh..." The old cat bowed his body with sweat dripping down his face, panting heavily, and looked at the black scorpion coldly. This was the hardest battle he had ever fought.

What is the vision of the black scorpion? I saw it right away. It turns out that this fat man is already at the end of his battle! I still think he is a Xiaoqiang who can't be killed! He will never be able to withstand his last blow with all his strength

Thinking of this, the black scorpion was unambiguous, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, he roared, and with the last remaining strength, he swung the iron-backed sword, pointed at the old cat's head, and slashed at the old cat.

The old cat gritted his teeth and stood up to fight, the skin at the corners of his eyes was almost torn, and he raised the knife with a "click" to slash the black scorpion with all his strength. Unfortunately, the old cat was really powerless, and it wasn't long before he lifted a kitchen knife , was slashed down by the black scorpion, and the black scorpion directly slashed at the old cat's neck

However, at this critical juncture, when Wan Ziliang and the others, who had just recovered from their shock, raised their hearts to their throats and had no time to scream, suddenly a red shadow flashed in front of the old cat, and then the black scorpion just now The extremely domineering figure suddenly stopped in mid-air, his body became numb for an instant, he stood still, his eyes protruded, and the black-backed knife "choked" and fell to the ground, piercing the silence of the night

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