"Oh! So, you are going to wipe your shoes!" The rooster's head had a mouth, spit out the gum in the mouth. Then, under the gaze of the crowd, the whole person suddenly jumped up, kicking at the tyrant's head, kicking at the tyrant's head of the tyrant.

go.

"Pop!" A crisp sound, the tyrant moved without moving. One hand grasped his feet, and the other hand was fist on this guy's face; the next moment, the rooster's head spit the whole population, his eyes

Turn on this ring.

"Obviously impossible! The next one!" After speaking coldly. For a while, the audience outside the venue took a breath, and then everyone cheered for him.

"I'm here!"

Another guy came up, but unexpectedly, this guy was not a person in Zhenhua University. Instead of nearby, a puppet of Funan University;

He opened his own buttons. Then, in the cheers of everyone, he rushed directly; unlike ordinary people, drilled from below. Instead, one turned over and jumped directly over.

It is easy to land, and this is in place immediately, and the spring steps are constantly jumping back and forth. Looking at him, it is another study of boxing. Seeing his skills, the surrounding audiences, once again, the outbreak one by one, the outbreak broke out one by one.

Crazy cheers came.

"Kneel, be my little brother!" The guy looked at the tyrant, and before he started, he first released his own ruthless words.

The tyrant didn't speak, shrugged his shoulders, and then hooked the hook. The latter gritted his teeth, then a bouncing, and lifted it towards the tyrant's head.

The tyrant smiled coldly, or the trick just now, and he kicked. He reached out and grabbed the guy's feet again; however, he reached into the air in the air, but the guy's leg suddenly dropped.

Rotate, the other foot, leveraging his feet directly, fell on the guy's face.

"Pop ~ Oh!"

A crisp sound, all the audience drawn their faces, saying that if they were kicked on their faces, it was quite painful! Just now I saw that the tyrant was so strong, but I did not expect it to be.

The boy is a bit of a drama.

"How is it? It's so cool?" After the guy kicked his kick, he jumped in place, showing that he was very good X.

Then I knew that the tyrant smiled coldly, touched his face, and then said: "It doesn't hurt or itch!"

As soon as the guy rushed over, he suddenly rushed over, and his fist was like rain. The brush kept hitting the tyrant, the latter did not hide or flash, let him play enough.

It's all stupid, what is this! Is this guy practicing iron cloth shirt?

The boy who was quite cow X just now was completely dumbfounded. Looking at the tyrant's cold smile, he suddenly grabbed his collar; then, he threw it suddenly and fell directly and fell directly on.

The cotton rope was stretched out of the rope, followed by huge elasticity, and letting his whole person launch with the slingshot of the stone, and it bounced over again.

"Oh!" The fist hit the tyrant's extension. At this time, the audience pouted and touched their nose; looked at the ground, nosebleeds, pumped the whole body, and could no longer stand up.

The guy. Obviously, it is another unlucky ghost, which is easily done.
Chapter completed!