Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

"Brother Ming, find a way to hold it. Don't be bitten by him. You limit its movement. I'll take the number card from her tail."

"Good!"

"Woof, woof, woof!" The army dog yelled and rushed straight at them.

In fact, Feng Qianxi is good at dealing with dogs. After all, she had tamed the powerful dog King Tibetan mastiff! But... But now she's just a weak woman with no strength to bind a chicken. She can't even make an appearance.

Heiming was not willing to be outdone at all. When the army dog came towards him, he jumped higher than the dog, held the dog directly from above, and pressed the dog to the ground with brute force.

How overbearing!

Without any skill, even she was surprised by the most primitive and barbaric method.

"Watch his mouth!"

"Good!"

Military dog is how overbearing, although was rushed to the ground, but once to show weakness, it does not look strong to break away from the black Ming.

Then the two of them started to roll on the ground.

Awesome!

She saw it for the first time, and today it was an eye opener. Qian Xi didn't dare to delay too much, so she quickly went to catch the dog's tail. Although she is a weak woman now, her eyesight and insight are not bad.

Soon GUI stepped on the dog's tail and took down the tag attached to it.

"I got it, Hamming. Let's go."

Hang the tag.

"Qian Xi, you go first. You wait for me in the crowded place outside."

The wind shallow Xi Mi Mou son, looking at the black Ming is still struggling with that army dog fight, two sides soon pant, Ming Ming walk can't hold on, still want her to go first?

She's not a fool. She knows what heiming's intention is, because honest men are too easy to see through. If you let go of the military dog now, the military dog will be powerful and bite people everywhere. Then she will also be harmed. Heiming is protecting her.

Unwilling to live up to his kindness, Feng Qianxi nodded: "OK, hurry up."

"Well."

Take the tag to the street outside and wait. After a while, heiming runs back in a mess. At this time, he is in rags. Obviously, I had a fight with the dog again, and all my clothes were gnawed by the dog.

"Are you all right?"

"No, I'm fine! Let's go and register. "

"Well."

Two people with tags to register, to say that this level is really simple, that is similar to the newsstand, in which sat a fast dozing person.

As soon as the man came in, he said, "bring me the tag."

Handed the tag.

"100? What's your name? "

"Heiming."

The man didn't even look at heiming's appearance. He wrote "heiming" directly behind the tag with a pen, and then returned the tag to them.

"Tomorrow morning at 9 o'clock, meet at the competition center."

"Oh."

This is too simple, shallow Xi also did not expect, unexpectedly so easy to register. However, it seems that there are not many people grabbing the number plate now. They are both fast.

On the way home.

Heiming has been holding the tag and tossing it in his hand: "master, if you know that I have won the qualification, you will be very happy. Thanks to you this time. Otherwise, I may not be able to get this number card. "

"I'm just helping to think of an idea. If I hadn't trapped the dog, I wouldn't have got it." She didn't dare to take credit. She had just made a savage attack, and now she still has a lot of aftertaste.

Two people talk and laugh.

On the way.

Suddenly a few bare chested men came out, a total of four, the leader with a machete in his hand, and the three behind with baseball bats in their hands, looking rogue!

"Brother, do you see that? He has the number plate in his hand. If you get it, you will be qualified to participate in the competition. " A little brother in the back said to brother machete.

With a smile, brother machete touched his chin with one hand: "Hello! Over there, give me the number card in your hand! "

Heiming quickly clenched the tag, tucked it into his pocket and hid it well: "what do you want? This is what I got. You need the number plate. Go to the army dog and grab it. "

"Well, it's robbing from the army dog. It's robbing from you. Isn't it robbing? I tell you, my grandfather's nickname is Batao. People block people and Buddha block Buddha. Don't be disrespectful. Otherwise, don't blame my grandfather's knife for not recognizing people! "

"Yes, hand in the number plate quickly!"

"Give it to me and I'll spare you a dog's life."

Hei Ming didn't give in at all. He didn't feel timid. He stood up in front of Feng Qianxi: "Qianxi, you hide first, I'll deal with them."

"Well." Feng Qianxi knows that she is not the opponent of these people. She can't help it. Who told her that she can't lift her hand and shoulder now?

He quickly hid to one side.

"Toast without penalty? Little ones, give it to me and beat him so that he doesn't even know his mother. " The machete man waved.

"I don't have a mother. I only have master. " Black Ming also simple and honest said.

"Damn it

The three younger brothers behind all rushed on, with iron baseball bats in their hands, and hit heiming.

Feng Qianxi clenched her fist. She only knew that heiming was very strong, but she didn't know what her skill was. Although these people didn't seem to be top experts, they must have some skills to get out here.

They're doing a lot here.

However, the pedestrians here just turn a blind eye to it. They just give way a little and try to avoid the people fighting. There are people fighting every day here, and they will get used to it if they fight too much.

But there are also people who like to join in the fun to watch, but they don't mean to come up to help. This is a black market city. Where can anyone help others, except for a fool like heiming.

"Hey! Hey A fight makes a sound.

Shallow Xi nervous looking at, really hate their useless at this time, but look at the state of black Ming, or excellent, deal with these people, even with an enemy three are very easy.

In this way, her heart is still a lot of relaxation, black Ming's foundation is not bad, Kung Fu is good. It seems that her worry is superfluous.

The three little brothers soon couldn't support them. Two of them had fallen down, and the other one was struggling.

And now.

The crafty machete man, seeing that the situation is not right, will he rush up? Or go? Left can not be qualified for the competition, thinking, his eyes slowly fell on the wind shallow Xi over there.

Yes!

He picked up his machete and killed it in the wind.

Shallow Xi is concerned about the situation of black Ming, where notice that machete man, has been holding a knife toward her to see. When the sun came down and the light of the knife flashed in front of her eyes, she opened her eyes wide, wow, cheat?

"Asahi, be careful!" Heiming shouts, but he has no choice but to separate himself from others.