Chapter 965 The best elixir (2)

He flipped his little hand, and there was an elixir in his palm, and he threw it away 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, he did 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 was about to catch the elixir with one hand. 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 enjoy the good life himself, no matter what other people do!
Brothers are birds of 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. The thick foot kicked him hard on the butt like a mountain weighing down on him!
"Ouch -" the thin gangster screamed, and was kicked out instantly. He fell face down with a bang, and his nose was covered in blood.

"Hmph, grab the elixir from me! You 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 kicked him from behind.

He kicked his brother away, and quickly grabbed the elixir with his other big hand.

Obviously, he had the same idea.

There is only one pill.

But 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 rushed forward, kicking me and pushing you, and started a fierce fight.

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 glanced 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-eat-dog?"

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, and 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 compartment, Jun Wuchen reclined 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.

"Buli likes to go straight. His strength is higher than Xiao Mo's, but he is less calculating. 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, and the other is good at outsmarting each other. They have distinct advantages and disadvantages."

(End of this chapter)

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