Evil Master

Wu re, who always pays attention to the image, is very angry. He clenches his palms tightly, and his whole fist flashes purple fire, banging on the tattoo on the chest of an old man. The old man jumped out of the room with a roar. He looked down at the burning black on his left chest. His whole left arm was numb and he was in a cold sweat. Zhu Shan was also surprised. He didn't know when he grabbed the front cover of a car. It was like a huge shield. He danced like a tiger, and people around him didn't dare to get close. I didn't expect that the red haired monkey would play magic - Duan Hong's Footwork was quick, his hands were like fans, and he kept close to Xiang long“ Top up, top up! Don't let him come Xiang Long's corpulent body kept hiding behind, his face panicked. He didn't think that three people could fight like this, and he played magic. Along Duan Hong's way, more than a dozen people fell down on both sides. The little gangsters on both sides were so scared that they all panicked. They dared to besiege Duan Hong and hit him like a hammer. They were not dead or disabled. Like Xiang long, he retreated - "you get out of the way now, maybe I'm not in the mood to beat you." Duan Hong smiles. These people can't pose any threat to him. Look at me, little gangster. I see that you can see the words "admit counsels and surrender" on your companion's face. Only Xiang long, the king of Chu, was still scolding: "you scumbags, give me a damn. Oh, I'll fuck you. How dare you run, yellow hair? You come back to me -- "boss, hold on, I'll call someone! I'll call brother fan Tong. " Huang Mao said, throwing away the knife which was burned and bent by Wu re, and running through the back door“ Boss, Huang Mao and I went to yell for help -- "brother long, you must hold on, I'll go to brother Turkey --" except for more than 20 gangsters who fell on the ground, most of them disappeared instantly and left through the back door. Only a few five or six people were still protecting Xiang long. It seems that these people are his brothers. Xiang Long looks at Duan Hong in horror. He suddenly feels that the offer he just made is very attractive. He thinks that if he catches him for a while, will he really stab his anus, but he doesn't see a big spoon in his hand? Duan clapped his hands and said, "overlord, it's your choice. I'll keep my word. If you turn up now, maybe I can make it lighter." Pervert! What a pervert. After five or six cronies fell to the ground, Xiang Long only had this idea in his mind. The ferocious scar on his face just now seemed very pitiful.