Beauty's personal servant

"Hehe, isn't it?" A cold laughter came. At the entrance of the stairs, a middle-aged man in a nightgown came in with his hands on his back.

The Nightgown was a little loose, and it was not tied tightly. As you walked, the black haired thighs came in and out of the bathrobe. Vaguely, you could see the black wool brocade cluster under the man's crotch, and a short black thing kept swinging as you walked, which was unspeakable funny.

However, none of the gangsters present dared to laugh. They all looked at the middle-aged man in fear with respect in their eyes.

"Good Lord Wen!" A clever gangster shouted first.

With the gangster's cry, everyone reacted.

"Good Lord Wen!" The sound shook the glass, and each gangster shouted at his throat.

"Yes." Wen Jinhua looked at the "Zhang daga, are you Zhang daga of Xinhe Gang?" Wen Jinhua felt Gazi's strong momentum, thought of the recent rise speed of Xinhe Gang, and sneered: "in that case, you can't stay."

"Poof -" Wen Jinhua's son couldn't stand it first, and he knelt down with a poof. He grew up in a honeypot. He was used to the wind and the water. His will was so weak that his legs became soft when he was rushed by Gazi's hegemonic spirit.

"Waste!" Wen Jinhua scolded loudly, but his eyes were full of anger. In his anger, Wen Jinhua moved as fast as thunder. He crossed a distance of nearly 20 meters with a few steps, came to Gazi, and punched Gazi in the face.

"Come on!" Gazi's eyes flashed, and his muscles swelled violently like balloons.

In the critical moment, Gazi's hands were three times in a row, which immediately removed most of Wen Jinhua's strength. The remaining fist strength could not pose a substantial threat to Gazi at all, and was easily blocked by Gazi.

"It seems that I have some skills, but I still have to die today!" Before he finished, Wen Jinhua suddenly kicked his Yin leg. The strength was so great that he could break a steel plate.

Gazi was fearless in the face of danger. As soon as he kicked his legs, he crushed the floor tiles under his feet. His body, with this kick, jumped on Wen Jinhua's head and avoided this foot.

"Hum, the white crane has bright wings!" Wen Jinhua put his hands into hooks and stretched them upward, like two sharp crane edges, fiercely attacking Gazi's legs. The speed is so fast that Gazi can't avoid it.

Chen Feng didn't move because he clearly saw the confidence in Gazi's eyes. Gazi must have his support.

"Chuanshan finger -" with a soft drink, Gazi's right hand suddenly pinched a sword finger, and an extremely violent strong Qi shot out of his fingertip and shot on Wen Jinhua's right hand.

Suddenly, Wen Jinhua's right hand smothered, and then hung down softly. Gazi took advantage of the situation to avoid the waving left hand and dodged to one side.

"Is this... Wuzu's' water mirror skill '?" Chen Feng's fist was suddenly clenched, and his eyes showed an incredible light.