The Correct Posture For Salted Fish To Turn Over

　　 Until this time, Gu Zheng, who had finished his full set of blows, strolled around in the courtyard, carrying a stick covered with blood, and slowly stood up from the opponent's body.

　　 Without fear, he turned his body to the direction of the seven followers who had been stunned.

　　 "Brothers, don't worry." As soon as Gu Zheng said this Beijing film, he couldn't help but feel shocked.

　　 Hey, I can’t tell, the voice of this body is really magnetic!

　　 Deep and deep, just put this good voice on Gu Zheng, who is in the real world, so I can make sure that the Sichuan girl who sells clothes in Dahongmen Clothing City will be soft in his arms.

Now it’s not the time to carefully examine what surprises this body can bring to him. After taking back his thoughts, Gu Zheng continued to say: “Your so-called leader is not dead yet, just fainted. That's all. Don't worry, I Gu Zheng knows how to start."

Hearing this, the seven people on the opposite side sighed with relief. If it weren’t for the physical characteristics of these brothers, they didn’t look like they were born to a mother. Gu Zheng would have thought that he had met the seven gourd brothers. That's it.

　　 "Brothers, I don't want to make trouble, but if things come to me, I don't persuade me. Seeing the brothers doesn't mean that they really want to embarrass me."

　　 "Otherwise, I just started beating when I was unprepared. As long as you work hard, then I will only have one result. The one lying there today will be me."

　　 "Speaking of which, I have to thank a few more. But thanks go to thank you, this matter, I still have to talk about it."

　　 "What are your plans now? Continue to do the work and complete the tasks assigned by your Shui Jin brother? Then let's do it now! Group fights and single picks are also possible, and I have followed up with Gu Zheng."

　　 "Finally, let's just leave it alone. You can take this kid away. Whether you find Brother Shuijin or bring him home, how about we go back to each house and find each mother?"

　　 After listening to Gu Zheng’s words, the seven people on the opposite side looked at each other for a few moments, and they reached an agreement in an instant: "Let's lift people and leave."

　　Hey, all these smashing energy is really not born by a mother?

Before Gu Zheng had finished talking about it, I saw these swift legs and feet, as if a spinning top was installed under their feet. The two men lifted the head of the dead body sideways and put him on the car that was broken by Gu Zheng. On the rickshaw with the handlebars.

　　 Even if the fainted person has formed a funny U-shaped mannequin in a small rickshaw, no one pays attention to whether the disabled person is comfortable.

　　 These few people now just want to leave the fierce and evil in front of them early, that Gu Zheng, who is laughing, but makes people even more scared.

　　 Wow, the seven or eight rickshaws were thus turned to the same direction, and the evacuated formations were arranged.

　　 In such a narrow alley, he evacuated the convoy without any chaos, and let the two reversed rickshaws go ahead. After the unmanned ‘sick’ car exited the intersection, the other vehicles then moved.

　　 But the birds and beasts were scattered in an instant, and they jumped out of this small alley that no one passed through, like a gust of wind, disappearing without a trace.

After the dust that was washed up by them fell silent on the side of the road, Gu Zheng slowly used the soles of his shoes, rubbing back and forth on the yellow ground with a little blood, and simply covered up the scene of his crime. .

　　 At least it won't look like just now, it's shocking to see.

　　All preparations are needed. Gu Zheng looked at this unmanned loess road, pushed the only dilapidated rickshaw left on the scene, and walked to the deepest part of the alley.

　　 leaned the car against the wall, and sat down on it, closed his eyes and rested, and by the way received the memories of the client who belonged to this world.

After a short while, Gu Zheng on the rickshaw opened his eyes. The expression on his face no longer had the speechlessness of the first two worlds. Instead, he opened the thin lips that the original owner often pressed tightly. Funny O-shaped.

　　 My grandma's legs, the temperament of the client this time is even more contrasting with him! ! Can he apply to unsubscribe from his unskilled business?

　　Unfortunately, Gu Zheng, who had no regrets at the beginning and failed to fulfill the other party's wishes, could only find a solution by himself staring at him.

　　 is really the original owner of this rickshaw driver who looks rough and visually at the bottom. He also has a hidden profession, a singer.

　　 And the wish of the original owner, in this age of this world, is too difficult to realize.

　　 Gu Zheng, at the age of eighteen, is the most vigorous age of a man, but he put a string of heavy shackles on his body early.

This child without a father and no mother was wandering around the country due to a great famine that lasted thousands of miles~www.readwn.com~, singing the birthday party or funeral troupe to the village-level landlords and old wealthy people. I picked it up as a cat or puppy.

　　 The owner of this troupe didn't take Gu Zheng, who looked thin and thin, but when he brought him back, he regarded him as a errand guy who would later work hard for the troupe.

　　 I live on the floor shop everywhere, wherever I go, I am on a mobile cart that pulls props and costumes. I use a roll of felt to deal with it for one night.

What is eaten is the leftovers leftovers by the troupe staff. If the group is lucky, it can sing for a local wealthy master at a meeting, and the kind-hearted master will also bring him a leftover meal with pieces of meat. Miscellaneous dishes.

　　 If you are unlucky and have no work, a sip of cold water and a Caiwotou will be his ration for the day.

　　 It stands to reason that such a child who cannot keep up with nutrition, coupled with the wind and rain running around, should be the same as the crooked bean sprouts, and the ones that are still yellow are the ones that are awkward and yellow.

　　 But Gu Zheng is really lucky. The pillar of the troupe, Qingmei who is best at singing Daqingyi, is a charitable man.

She was also a child of a poor family. Looking at the lonely Gu Zheng, she remembered when she was a child. So, as the best food in the whole troupe, she always took the big pot of the troupe's meal, or kept it for him. A steamed bun, or half a bowl of porridge left.

　　 filled Gu Zheng's hungry belly, and made him as big as sprouting garlic, and he began to chuckle.

　　 When the half-old boy got longer and more open, the class owner who was always busy and threw him aside after bringing him back had to notice his existence.

　　 is really good looking Gu Zheng.