The night in the Xinjiang city gradually deepened.

But it also became particularly chaotic. The originally remote and quiet city became chaotic at this moment.

From time to time, you can hear a few roars.

"Shameless, didn't you agree to form an alliance with me?"

"Damn it, you want to be shady!"

"I am Qi Tian, ​​Qi..."

“Talking…”

Accompanied by all kinds of noises and yelling sounds, these onlookers raised their phones to take videos.

Compared with Mocheng, which has always been comfortable, the folk customs in Xinjiang are more fierce.

In border cities, all kinds of scenes have been witnessed.

This kind of fight between several candidates is not worth mentioning to them.

As for the broken things, I will just pay for the money after I go back and ask the Mo Academy to compensate.

It can't cause any turmoil in their hearts.

Just like the invasion of the cult last year, they just sat quietly in the room, waiting for the incident to end.

The small scenes now are more like a seasoning in a boring life.

"We can lock in two places together."

At this time, Yuan Zhong looked a little lacking in his energy. The white Shamatte's long hair had been wiped out. He changed into a pink one again, leaned against the wall, and was still holding a cigarette in his mouth, a little melancholy.

Said.

Obviously, this pink hairstyle represents another personality.

"Oh..."

"Only the incompetent will cooperate with others!"

"But I can use my own strength to break in!"

"This is my path, and it is also the path of the Monkey King!"

Qi Tian sneered, looking at Yuan Zhong with a little arrogant look.

Yuan Zhong gently flicked the ash, but was choked by the cigarette and coughed twice. Then he pinched off the cigarette helplessly.

That melancholy momentum seemed a little unreasonable at this moment.

"When the Monkey King went to Heaven..."

"There are still a few sworn brothers."

"Did you really read that book?"

His eyes looked at Qi Tian a little strange, and he faintly showed a hint of helplessness.

This person...

Everything is good, talented, sufficient combat experience, and resilience.

The only disadvantage is...

Too stupid.

So stupid that I can't communicate.

"Oh..."

"You don't understand me, and you don't understand the Monkey King."

"He...is lonely after all!"

At this time, Qi Tian looked solemn, and there was a little loneliness in his eyes.

At this moment, the energy on the body was a little more pure.

Yuan Zhong was stunned.

He just watched Qi Tian carry the iron rod and drag it to the ground, and even some sparks were rubbing.

Standing on the empty street, Qi Tian raised his head slightly.

Looking at the bright moon in the sky...

"I am Qi Tian!"

"Or, don't mess with me, let me advance."

"Or, kill me now!"

"I'll wait for you here before dawn!"

The shouts of Qi Tian kept echoing in this quiet night.

In the dark night, pairs of eyes were silently staring at this scene without any action.

until...

"Are you sick? I wonder what time it will take to see?"

"Is there a problem with this newcomer's brain?"

A cabbage gang was thrown out of the window and hit Qi Tian’s head. The curse of a middle-aged woman was accompanied by her ear.

The last second, Qi Tian, ​​who was invincible in me, became depressed in an instant.

Silently pulled the cabbage from the top of his head and threw it to the side of the road.

I took a deep breath and tried to get back to that state again, with sharp eyes and active energy!

The iron rod was even firmly held in the hand.

"really..."

"This man is stupid."

On the corner of the street, Yuan Zhong looked at this scene and murmured to himself, lit a cigarette for himself again, took a strong breath, and continued to cough.

At this moment, in the dark corner, a man appeared behind Yuan Zhong sneakily.

The moment he coughed, the brick in his hand slapped Yuan Zhong's head.

All of this is silent.

A dull sound.

Yuan Zhong staggered forward two steps, looking a little confused, and shook his head. His years of experience in street fighting even made him know what was going on without looking back.

Especially the touch of the tiles is more obvious.

Before he could deal with the dizziness on his head, Yuan Zhong rolled around the ground and bounced the lit smoke in his hand back, touching the attacker.

Mars are splashing everywhere.

I could barely see the outline of a figure.

Yuan Zhong took a deep breath, and his figure gradually became dim and disappeared.

"This man's head..."

“So hard.”

The man holding the brick muttered to himself.

At this time, attacking the whole body with vigilance, the second awakening person is not a good thing.

on the contrary...

Yuan Zhong, a guy who can't smoke and still insists on smoking, is more reasonable.

And the ignition light in the darkness was too obvious.

But what surprised him was that if he had gone down, Yuan Zhong had nothing to do with it.

"What a pity."

The sneak attacker was still holding the brick in his hand, and he was a little helpless.

Until a blurred figure appeared behind him.

Immediately afterwards...

A dull sound.

The same bricks hit the same place.

"Ha, slap..."

“Not professional at all.”

Yuan Zhong threw the brick on the ground with some sorrow, sighed softly, then tied the man, stuffed it into the corner, and blocked his mouth with socks.
To be continued...