Supreme Satyr

Fan Douli said with a dry smile, "Mr. kid is handsome. I can't beat his horse. How can I look like Mr. kid? The second tiger joked."

Yunmenglong stared at fan Douli for a long time and said, "at first glance, there's really nothing like them."

Fan Douli hurriedly said, "that's right. It's not like at all."

"But when you look at it carefully, it's more and more similar. Boss fan is a domestic Yamamoto kid. His look and temperament are the same. If Mr. ghost doesn't dislike it, he will recognize boss fan as his brother and let me be the matchmaker. Oh, it's a witness. They are brothers. They share weal and woe. Boss fan should also strive to be committed to China Japan friendship Yunmenglong looked like a blind matchmaker.

Yamamoto's ghost is heartbroken when he loses his brother. Although he usually hates children's lust and greed, after all, blood is thicker than water. Now, as Feng Lei Hu and Yun Meng long said, they looked firm and serious, as if they were talking about the truth. Looking at fan Douli, who couldn't cry or laugh, they were more and more cordial. Once the illusion occurs, it is difficult to disappear. Yamamoto's big ghost has tears in his eyes and is excited. He has just hung up his brother and recognized a new brother, which can be regarded as no loss or profit.

He turned his head and asked the crowd, "is it like?"

Those samurai and Ninjas see their master so emotional. How dare they say they don't? Unless they think they live too moist and want to die. So they nodded: "like, the Colossus is incomparable. It's carved in a mold."

Yamamoto ghost patted his thigh: "OK, that's it. I want to bow down to boss fan."

Fan Douli was so excited that he almost knelt down and begged him to spare his life, great Xia. It's time to make a vow. He hasn't become a traitor yet. He can't afford this crime. He hated it. He wanted to chop Yunmeng dragon and Fenglei tiger into meat paste and make adult meat forks and barbecues.

Fan Douli forced out a smile and said, "Mr. big ghost really thinks highly of me. How can I be your brother? If the superior knows that I have sworn in with Mr. big ghost privately, it will kill me. How about waiting for me to go back and ask the superior for instructions before making a decision?"

Yunmenglong didn't wait for Yamamoto's ghost to speak and said, "that's bad. It's going to rain and my mother wants to get married. You have to worship your brother. It's none of others' business? Boss fan has many excuses. Do you think Mr. ghost is unworthy?"

Fan Douli hurriedly said, "boss long, don't spit blood. I didn't mean that, just... Just..." fan Douli exuded a layer of fine sweat on his forehead. Usually he is also a eloquent sophist. Now when he meets yunmenglong, he can be regarded as an enemy and knocked down the muzzle of the gun. Fan Douli may have to sigh that two sentences are born Yu and he is born bright.