Xiao Cheng doesn't like Tang Yu and Zhao Jie fighting. In the eyes of men of his age and experience, their fighting behavior is very naive.

What's more, Tang Yu beat him, but he couldn't beat him. What a coward.

But now Tang Yu told him that he Bing was a little broken shoe.

As soon as Xiao Cheng's face changed, his pretty eyebrows were covered with a layer of haze. He killed Zhao Jie with a hawk like look.

Since Xiao Cheng appeared on the stage, it is the existence of the whole audience. Zhao Jie can't ignore it at all. Now Xiao Cheng's eyes are killing him, just like the top of the mountain. Zhao Jie's scalp is numb, but he doesn't admit defeat and quickly yells, "Tang Yu, am I wrong? Just accept this reality. He Bing is a little broken shoe!"

"You

Tang Yu wants to step forward, but a figure is faster than him, faster than lightning, and then kicks Zhao Jie.

Zhao Jie just felt a very fierce force hit, directly kicked on his spine, his spine seemed to be broken, throat fishy sweet, poof, Zhao Jie immediately ejected a mouthful of blood.

Tang Yu was stunned. Just now Xiao Cheng made a move. He raised his strong long leg and kicked Zhao Jie.

This foot overturned Zhao Jie to the ground, vomited blood, and never got up again.

Oh, my God, my uncle is really amazing.

Zhao Jie raised his head difficultly. He looked at Xiao Cheng in a humiliating posture. Xiao Cheng was one meter nine tall and stood in front of him. If it wasn't for his surly face, he couldn't see that he had just started.

Zhao Jie said in a voice, "you... Who are you?"

Xiao Cheng picked up his trousers, then squatted on one knee in front of Zhao Jie. He stretched out his hand and patted Zhao Jie's face. A lazy and wanton arc was drawn on the corner of his lips. He warned in a low voice, "next time I hear he Bing is a small broken shoe in your mouth, you won't see the sun of tomorrow. Do you understand?"

Zhao Jie felt that he was deeply humiliated. He was equal to Tang Yu, but in front of this man, he didn't seem to have the strength to fight back.

Suddenly, Zhao Jie remembered, he looked at Xiao Cheng in horror, "you... Are you Xiao Cheng?"

Tang Yu snorted coldly, "Zhao Jie, you have some insight. My uncle is Xiao Cheng!"

Zhao Jie had heard of the name of Xiao Cheng, but he didn't think that this man was the master of Xiao Cheng!

"Master Cheng, wipe your hands." At this time, he handed over a clean square silk.

Xiao Cheng gets up, he takes over the square silk, carelessly wiped his hand, and then mercilessly and madly abandoned in Zhao Jie's body.

Zhao Jie in Hongkou is also called the wind and rain, but this time in Xiao Cheng's body fell a big somersault, let him all kinds of humiliation, but unable to resist, Zhao Jie hate will nail dig into the floor, pick out a hand of blood.

At this time, Xiao Cheng gently raised his eyelids, and his dark ink eyes wandered to the faces of the second generation ancestors. He didn't use color, but he was full of deterrence.

Those second generation ancestors were too scared to move. Zhao Jie was like this. They didn't have enough lives to live. "Cheng... Cheng ye, don't worry. Our mouths are very strict. No, we didn't hear anything today!"

"Yes, we don't know anything. We will never say anything bad about he Bing!"

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