Anti-submarine god hilarious strategy

Chapter 173 The tragedy caused by a piece of stinky tofu 1
The hair on the front of the forehead was meticulously scattered behind the head, making Rong Zhaoqian's eyes sharper at this time, the wrist of the man in black was pinched by him, as long as his fingers deepened slightly, he could hear the crispness of the bones. The ground split open.

"You, who are you?" The man in black showed fear in his eyes, and cold sweat was already breaking out on his forehead.

"Whoever he is! Boy! Don't meddle in other people's business, or I will kill you!" Man B in black raised his chin and looked at Rong Zhaoqian through his nostrils.

The man in black is about to cry, you are a man, you stole the limelight, don't forget that my life is tied to him.

Rong Zhaoqian narrowed his eyes and raised his thin lips slightly. In this glamorous and noble smile with a contemptuous connotation, the man in black plopped and knelt down on his knees. Damn, your feet are soft...

The boss of the man in black is holding his forehead, everyone is paid by the hour, the difference is too big, alas, it is really cheap but not good, it is all for embarrassment...

Zuo Yiqing took advantage of the fact that everyone's attention was on this strange man, and was about to use his body to bump into and catch Ning Wushuang's two men in black. He was even ready to run away. .

who knows…

"Wait, you two let her go!" The boss of the man in black had completely lost confidence in this group of parallel importers.

Just when all the men in black were going ah, ah, ah, ah (from one to four), and Zuo Yiqing's movements were frozen, a clear and crisp voice almost made everyone fall.

The pregnant woman took the mobile phone and said, "Oh, I won't call anymore? I'm still ready to take a picture of my husband's heroic fight against hooligans, one against seven! Zhaoqian!"

Rong Zhaoqian raised the corner of his mouth: "My wife wants to see Arhats."

Ah, ah, ah, ah, (As tragic as it is, as tragic as it is, as tragic as it is.)
Zuo Yiqing supported Ning Wushuang: "Is master safe?"

"I'm safe, but this, that, this, that, oh, these..." Ning Wushuang pointed to the group of objects flying around and finally stacked together, and said, "Assassin, we are going to hit 120. Or call 110?"

click, click, click—

Zuo Yiqing and Ning Wushuang looked at each other, and their eyes fell on the pregnant woman who just spoke.

This beautiful pregnant woman is happily taking pictures.

Ning Wushuang said: "Did Vie He go to hibernation?"

Zuo Yiqing shook his head and said: "This kind of happiness based on other people's pain is really unscrupulous."

Ning Wushuang elbowed Zuo Yiqing's waist: "Don't talk nonsense, her husband even helped us. By the way, tell me, did the Bottom Line gentleman go home and count the balls of wool?"

Zuo Yiqing narrowed his eyes into a small slit: "Ning Wushuang, you are the one who has no bottom line."
After finishing work, Rong Zhaoqian returned to his wife.

The boss of the man in black groaned in pain: "Why am I the one who loves peace the most and is at the bottom!"

The pregnant woman asked cautiously: "Is your license plate number WS250?"

The boss of the man in black said: "Yeah, how do you know!"

The pregnant woman narrowed her eyes and said, "Just now I opened the car window, and a napkin full of sins was stuck to my face without gaps!"

The boss of the man in black lowered his head in embarrassment.

The pregnant woman continued: "It's your fault for polluting the environment! But that's fine. In this day and age, it's rare to find a human being who doesn't litter anywhere, but!"

but what!
(End of this chapter)