Mysterious treasure chest

Chapter 198 It's none of your business?
With that said, Yang Hao hooked his fingers at Qiao Baichuan: "Come on, no matter if it's a literary fight, a martial fight, or a one-on-one fight, or a gang fight, you can safely and boldly propose it, and I promise to accompany you to the end, so you won't fart. Bar?"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar!

There was only one thought in everyone's mind: I'm so fucking crazy, this shit is too crazy, it's so crazy!

Qiao Baichuan was so angry that he felt that he had not beeped the dog, but was beeped by the dog.

Panting heavily, he raised his hand to stop Qiao Junhui, who was about to take the lead in charging upwards, squinted his eyes at Yang Hao, and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, you have kindness, since you are so crazy, you better be crazy capital, otherwise..."

Yang Hao interrupted him directly: "Okay, okay, I'm not interested in listening to your talk, just make a move, it's a mule or a horse, don't you know if you pull it out?"

puff!
Qiao Baichuan, who was forcibly stopped before the cannonball was finished, was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood, and pointed at Yang Hao tremblingly: "Didn't you shake your legs just now while listening to the commentary? That's fine, if you have the ability, come on stage by yourself For a while, can you do it?!"

The onlookers were all dumbfounded, thinking that you are not sincerely making things difficult for others?Listening to Pingtan and shaking your legs, you have to know this yourself?Then if he shakes his legs while watching "Journey to the West", wouldn't he want to go to heaven?
Prince Ma couldn't help but speak up, and protested for Yang Hao: "Old Qiao, isn't your request a little too much? Can you just tell me that you can comment on Tantan?"

Qiao Baichuan sneered: "Huh, I really know a little bit, but that's not the point. The point is the Haikou that this kid boasted just now. Could it be that this is the first round and he can't do it? Then don't force yourself just now." Ah, it's too late to regret it now!"

Prince Ma was speechless, he could only helplessly shrug his shoulders at Yang Hao, and sigh softly: "Oh, my friend, this old man can only help you here, you have to fill in the hole you dug yourself."

Yang Hao calmed down: "Hehe, old horse, have some confidence in me, isn't it just a Pingtan, don't worry, it's a piece of cake."

Puff puff!
Everyone present vomited blood one after another, their white eyes were almost rolled into the sky, and they wished they could go up and beat up Yang Hao, who looked like he didn't deserve a beating.

Qiao Baichuan sneered: "Hey, Pingtan is a piece of cake? Well, it seems that you really know this, otherwise why are you so confident, right?"

He dug a bigger and deeper pit for Yang Hao without any hassle: "Then I will make it more difficult for you, so you can come up with a few more songs, and I will also choose the songs. ?”

Yin Meiling often listened to Pingtan and Kunqu Opera, so she was half-knowledgeable. When she heard Qiao Baichuan's request, she immediately protested: "No, Yang Hao, he is afraid that he will not kill you!"

She said anxiously: "Even a professional Pingtan artist dare not say that he is proficient in all the repertoires. If he deliberately chooses a few repertoires with different styles, extremely difficult, or particularly uncommon repertoires, it will be an impossible task at all. !"

Qiao Baichuan proudly said, "Hehe, it's not my fault. It's this kid himself who said that Pingtan is a piece of cake. Since he committed suicide, of course I will fulfill him, right?"

Yang Hao was really calm, and said with a smile: "Hehe, to be honest, I really want to thank you for helping me, otherwise I wouldn't be able to pretend to be so shiny."

"Hehe, boy, with such a strong tone, you are not afraid that the wind will flash your tongue?" Qiao Baichuan stretched out his hand and pointed at the stage: "If you are really awesome, not bragging, then go up, I promise you A Divine Comedy that will make you want to be immortal - want to die!"

Yang Hao shrugged: "Don't worry, I'll give you a pee, I'll come back when I go."

"Hahaha, you kid must be cowardly and want to pee?" Qiao Baichuan sneered.

"Whether you're a coward or not, you'll know later." Yang Hao was too lazy to say much, turned around and left.

Qiao Junhui suddenly said at this moment: "Wait, I'm shhhh too, let's go together."

Yang Hao rolled his eyes, ignored him, and walked towards the corner on his own.

As a result, the madman was at the corner, and when he saw Yang Hao approaching, he purposely seized the time and rushed out suddenly, trying to knock Yang Hao down and embarrass him.

boom!
With a muffled sound, the madman fell down, his chest hurt so badly from the impact, he couldn't breathe for a long time, he curled up on the ground and twitched like a shrimp.

Seeing this scene, Qiao Junhui didn't distinguish between black and white, and accused Yang Hao: "Hey, you don't have eyes when you walk, don't you see someone coming in front of you?"

Yang Hao laughed angrily, but when he saw the appearance of the man on the ground, he was immediately happy: "Oh, I really met love around the corner. I didn't expect to bump into 'Vietnam Washing, Cutting and Blowing' here."

"Come on, come on, last time you were a deserter halfway, and you haven't fulfilled our bet. Since we bumped into each other today, let's settle this matter."

As Yang Hao said, he reached out and grabbed the madman's right ankle, like dragging a dead dog, and dragged him to the middle of the hall.

Seeing him, Qiao Junhui immediately opened his eyes angrily: "What are you doing, let him go!"

"This is a personal grievance between me and him. It's none of your business?" Yang Hao saw Qiao Junhui's reaction, and he didn't intend to let the madman go.

"Yang Hao, you...don't go too far, I..." The madman managed to catch his breath at this moment, struggling to get up.

Snapped!
Yang Hao mercilessly kicked the crook of his leg.

thump!
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the madman just knelt down like this, his mind went blank for an instant, and when he came back to his senses, he was so ashamed and angry.

Yang Hao clapped his hands: "Okay, now you can sing, remember to speak louder, you'd better sing with some emotion, and sing with more devotion, don't ruin a good song."

"You! You fucking meow..." The madman's face was flushed red, and he tried to stand up while cursing.

Snapped!
thump!
Yang Hao kicked again, and the madman fell to his knees again. He was so anxious that he didn't come up in one breath, and he passed out like this!
"Grass, you kid is too bullying!"

Qiao Junhui roared angrily, and actually kicked Yang Hao's chrysanthemum directly.

He has followed his grandfather Qiao Baichuan and has practiced Neijiaquan for many years. This kick is powerful and heavy. If he hits it, it will probably explode Yang Hao's body!

Swish!
At a critical moment, Yang Hao activated the gravity ring, soared into the air like lightning, avoiding Qiao Junhui's last blow.

At the same time, he used the police grappling technique, clasped the calf of his right foot, and pulled it diagonally upwards.

Snapped!
Qiao Junhui, who was caught off guard, lost his balance in an instant, and fell to the ground in a difficult posture of splitting a horse.

Hiss!

Qiao Junhui's trousers crotch had a big opening, revealing the Crayon Shin-chan underwear inside.

But he didn't care about this at all at this moment, he could only roll all over the floor, screaming again and again: "Ooooh, I... my balls!"

Qiao Baichuan saw that he was about to burst into tears, picked up the purple sand teapot next to him, and threw it heavily on the ground: "Come on, take this kid down for me!"

(End of this chapter)