Master, do you believe in love?Spit out two hundred on the car!

Chapter 119 Lu Chen: Stop it and stop fighting!

On the street, many people had gathered to watch the excitement.

Even the owners of nearby shops stopped shopping and ran over to watch the excitement when they saw a lot of people gathering here.

Lao Wang had a nosebleed and was watched by everyone.

Seeing Lao Li, he still refused to give up. He waved the bench and refused to listen to his own explanation.

At this time he was also angry.

The clay figurines still have a certain amount of anger, let alone a living person like me!

The two sides were at each other's throats.

As the saying goes, blocking someone's money is like killing your parents.

Like Lu Chen and others before, if they see someone who has been deceived by Lao Wang, Lao Li will help him protect him.

But who would have thought that Lao Wang would whisper bad things about himself behind his back.

This made him, who had always had a bad temper, suddenly unable to bear it any longer.

"Damn! Let you steal my business!"

Old Li picked up the bench and continued to smash it towards him.

Lao Wang also rolled up his sleeves angrily.

"Damn it! I told you there was a misunderstanding, you stubborn donkey!"

Under the crowd's watch, two fortune tellers with a celestial spirit and the air of an outsider rushed toward each other.

The two sides immediately struggled with each other, punching and kicking each other, but no one was convinced.

It looked like there was bound to be a showdown today.

The photographer looked at the fortune tellers struggling together in front of him and felt a little anxious.

"You guys, please stop fighting. No one will die if we continue fighting like this!"

After hearing what the photographer said, the onlookers were suddenly shocked.

They looked at the photographer in horror and took a step back.

Lu Chen also looked at the photographer in surprise, with a somewhat shocked expression on his face.

"San'er! Why are you so wicked! Even though someone cheated you out of 500 yuan, you can't curse them to death!"

"Not only did you not break up the fight between them, you also added fuel to the fire!"

The photographer looked at Lu Chen, shook his head and explained:

"What I mean is, just by looking at the way they attack, you can tell that they must be from the same sect, and they obviously all have real abilities! If they fight like this, they won't be able to tell the winner even in the dark!"

Apparently, the photographer had not yet realized that he had been deceived.

I just thought it was a bit indecent for the two masters to punch and kick each other like this.

Lu Chen also scratched his head. Even though he was fighting at Level 2, he couldn't tell what the two of them were like. How could you possibly tell that they were from the same family? ? ?

Chen Yi on the side looked at the fortune tellers who were constantly fighting each other, and pulled Lu Chen's sleeve, looking a little anxious.

"Hurry up and think of a way!"

After all, this happened because of them.

She also didn't expect that the old Master Li would have such a bad temper and come to fight against his fellow disciples just because of Lu Chen's few words.

Or is there any unknown past grudge between you fellow disciples? ? ?
Lu Chen looked at the two fighting each other and thought for a long time, then said meaningfully:

"If that's the case, then this is the only way!"

"any solution???"

Chen Yi and the photographer both raised their heads curiously and looked at Lu Chen.

"Then we can only cheer for them!"

After Lu Chen said this, he raised his head and shouted:

"Come on! Lao Li! He told us before that all your stuff is pirated, but he is the only one who is real!"

"Don't give up, Lao Wang. People are almost shitting on your head. Why don't you do what they want!"

Hearing Lu Chen's jealous voice, the two sides seemed to be fighting more energetically.

Chen Yi's eyes widened and he looked at Lu Chen dumbfounded.

"Is this the only way you said?"

"Aren't they fighting more fiercely now?"

Lu Chen shook his head and said meaningfully:
"No, no, as long as they decide the winner quickly, wouldn't that be fine!"

Chen Yi: "..." The photographer looked at the two people who were getting bigger and more ruthless, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Brother, now I know what adding fuel to the fire means!"

In the live broadcast room, the audience was also laughing from ear to ear.

[(Laughing and crying) Brother Lu must have taken away all the bamboo shoots on the mountain!You damn thing just want one of them to die first! ],

[No, is this your approach? ? ?It has to be you!Lu! 】

[(palms face) These two conspicuous bags really make me uneasy wherever I go. I’m about to laugh to death from them! 】

[Brother Lu’s mouth was so awesome that it immediately started a fight between two fortune tellers! 】

【…】

Seeing the two of them fighting more and more fiercely, their faces were covered with bruises.

The people around him also started discussing.

"I'm afraid something will happen if this fight continues. Someone come and pull them apart!"

"That's right! Let them sit down and talk about it beforehand!"

Lu Chen also saw the two people acting like this, so he rushed forward and shouted at the two people who were wrestling with each other:
"Stop! Stop it, don't fight again because of Zhang San!"

The two people who were about to take action were stunned.

He looked at Lu Chen with confusion on his face.

"Since you all want him, I have two bricks here!"

"You take a photo and hit each other on the head. Otherwise, with the way you two are fighting, you won't be able to kill him for a long time!"

As soon as Lu Chen said these words, the two of them were stunned on the spot.

The CPU was about to burn out, and the two of them didn't know where to complain in just a few words.

Who is Zhang San?Why should I fight for him?
Why get him? ? ?
You broke up the fight, why did you use the equipment to break up the fight?

Does co-writing allow everyone to use the same equipment to reflect their respective competitive levels? ? ?
The two looked at the bricks in Lu Chen's hands and looked at each other.

To say rejection would seem like a coward again.

What if the other party's brain twitches, and Lu Chen says, he hits himself on the head with a brick?

But if you use equipment, according to the previous play style, someone will die here today.

The two of them froze on the spot, both at a loss.

Seeing the two people stop, Lu Chen also hurriedly warned:

"Since you are not willing to kill each other, it means you still care about the friendship between the same disciples!"

"Why are you all fighting to the death for a man?"

Both sides were fooled by Lu Chen and nodded subconsciously.

The faces of the people watching suddenly became strange.

Two master fortune tellers fighting over a man?
And he didn't care about the friendship between the same disciples and beat the opponent until his face was bruised and swollen? ? ?

"The old man looks over 60, doesn't he? He is so old, and he still wants to fight with others?"

"No, these two fortune tellers both like men???"

"Tsk! Why are they like this!"

The people around immediately started talking.

The expressions of the two fortune tellers suddenly changed and they hurriedly defended themselves.

"No! It's not what you think!"

Unfortunately, what people see is often what they want to see most.

The crowd around them stared at the two ragged fortune tellers with disdain and lamented the decline of the world.

The two looked down at the ground helplessly.

Lu Chen patted the two of them on the shoulders and said seriously:

"Now that we've reconciled, let's fight from now on!"

Having said that, he brushed off his clothes and left.

The two of them stared at the old figure of Lu Chenla under the sunset.

I couldn't help but feel a little confused: "It's strange, didn't we fight because of him???"

(End of this chapter)