The volleyball team surrounded the table of Six Musketeers and Ulrik, and some of the hot-tempered people even kicked away the extra stools. The posture was very cool, but after finishing kicking, their feet were hanging in the air and they did not dare to touch the ground. Look carefully.
Go, the corner of your mouth is still twitching.
"Who are you?" One of them was obviously the leader, or maybe their captain.
No one of the Six Musketeers paid attention to him, no one even looked at him. Zhuo Yang and De Tu continued to sip their beers, the second brother shook his head and thought about something, Xiao Zhu continued to pretend to be thoughtful, and Scar Bar chirped.
Grandpa and Ulrik looked at each other affectionately.
The scumbag Bo Mei couldn't help it anymore. "Didn't you just take advantage of the large number of people? You are so awesome. Let me see if you are even more awesome?"
The tall crowds of people were covered with dark clouds, creating a strong sense of oppression.
"Stand up!"
"Everyone stand up!"
The volleyball players were shouting, and Bomei raised his voice: "Why don't you guys dare to speak now?"
"say!"
"Speak quickly!"
The leader spoke again: "Who are you?"
The Six Musketeers said in unison: "It's your father!"
When Ulik looked at the honest Grandpa Mo, his heart almost melted.
"Alas——!" Zhuo Yang sighed.
"Alas!" The second brother said.
"Alas!" Scar.
"Alas!" Detu.
"Alas!" Little Pig.
"Alas——!" Finally, it was Grandpa Mo, and each of the six swordsmen sighed.
Zhuo Yang said: "Have the six of us been good men and women for too long?"
Grandpa said: "Too many people no longer understand the rules." Grandpa felt that there were stars twinkling next to him.
The second brother said: "Rules need to be taught."
Scar said: "Only his father and we can teach him."
Xiaozhu said: "I haven't been his father for many years. I don't like the cold edge of the bed."
Detu said: "Be quick, I'm hungry."
The volleyball players were so angry that more than a dozen noses were crooked, and the leader was furious: "Pretend to be..."
The Six Musketeers burst into action, and their terrifying momentum made the volleyball players take a step back involuntarily. The dark clouds above their heads suddenly dispersed. Grandpa leaned over and kissed Ulic deeply on the lips. "Wait for me here.
, very quickly.”
In Ulic's world, there is no war, only roses rippling.
The scumbag Bo Mei was furious: He was still showing off even when he was about to die.
"you……"
Before he finished speaking, Zhuo Yang slapped him with a backhand, then hit Bo Mei on the neck with a heavy cannon with his right hand, causing him to quickly get close to the ground.
The war has begun!
When it comes to fighting alone, the Six Musketeers are not even a bit better than the volleyball players. They can make their opponents lie down in minutes, not to mention Zhuo Yang, a big killer.
Volleyball players are noble knights. They never fight with barbarians, but in their arrogant inner imagination, they can break mountains and cut off water with just one swing of their fists, because they can dunk volleyballs so hard that they cannot be seen with the naked eye. Ordinary people will not provoke them.
After all, they are tall, long-armed, and have a strong temperament. No one can fight them when they are full.
The Six Musketeers were not full yet, but they were savage enough.
Although there were many people on the other side, three of them hit one on average, and the Six Musketeers received a few punches, but so what.
Zhuoyang beat five of them one by one, using the terrain of tables, chairs and benches to kick the five of them back.
Detu was a trained member of the Thirteenth Taibao. He had thick skin and thick flesh that could withstand beatings. He was low in stature and had a short body. He would get in and pick someone up before smashing them to the ground. The three of them were simply not enough for him to throw.
Meng Er is the shape and meaning of Milan. The golden snake spits out letters and whizzes, the white crane spreads its wings and the fairy monkey picks peaches. It specializes in the key points of the lower three roads and is sinister and poisonous.
The little pig fist was a bit weaker, but was taken away by Zhuo Yang and De Tuyun. His Wang Baquan chased a thin man and cried.
Grandpa is a standard boxing shelf. The combination of direct hooks has eyes and eyes. He is also the only person who can be equivalent to his opponent at the height. Ulyk is obsessed with Grandpa, his eyes are no longer the stars, but a red heart.
The six swordsmen soon began to occupy the upper hand, and there were more and more volleyball players lying on the ground. Brother a few today played normal, and the piglets even played. He has begun to beat the second one.
Only the scars are shameful!
Liu Jianke discussed his skills, Zhuo Yang is undoubtedly the most powerful. Next, De Tu and scars should be between Bo Zhong. The two of them have different styles, but they have played countless shelves on the streets of chaotic.
, I am also very good at promoting long -term avoidance.
But today the scar did not hook his sharp down and iron knee. Originally two or three things, he fell into a melee from the beginning, and was surrounded by the opponent.
With his height, he was surrounded by volleyball players, which is equivalent to the high home.
The rain -like fist fell, and the scar didn't know how much he had been. He also heard his scolding: "The hemp was buried, and the face was not allowed."
Zhuo Yang intends to kick the a few of them in front of him and help the scar, but it is too late, he failed to catch up.
Suddenly, I didn't know how to do it. The scars were lifted by three people, and the volleyball player shouted the title: one, two ...
The scar was thrown out and threw it directly into the bar. It was a sparse inside, and the scar was gone.
The bar was instantly solidified, and both the enemy and us stopped the war to watch the bar, and there was silence and silent.
The eyes of the brothers are red!
If the scar is hung, his father and mother Lao Tzu Washiba, and three babies ...
Scar, are you okay?
Scar, can you hear our call?
Scar, do you remember Madidao on the water bank of the canal?
Zhuo Yangxin is like a knife cut: If the scar is dead, I will kill people today.
Meng Er's liver and intestine break: If the scar is good, it is sunny, and if the scar is not good, Lao Tzu hangs all these people on your grave.
Little Pig Tears: Scar, I will click here to illuminate the road for you.
De Tu's eyes are cracked: scars, I will ask your boss to use a special plane to transport your remains home, I know you like it.
Grandpa does not want to give birth: You are the permanent pain in my heart, scars, Huangquan Road is not alone, you will never do it alone.
Wahibaba, who was choosing a bag in San Conlado Fashion Shopping Center, suddenly felt a heartwarm, as if there was something away from himself.
Is it money?
Langzhong, Wahba remembered the afternoon kiss 15 years ago.
Brothers, and volleyball players, they looked at the bar on the bar, still silently, and only a few electric lines sparked from time to time.
Beep
Beep
The five sword guests are heartbroken, they are angry. Today, they want to kill, set fire, hang the body, contact the special plane, and sing the Liverpool team song.
Suddenly, there was a long howling in the bar.
"numb----"
The five sword guests were blooming, and the scar returned. The knife was put away, the lighter blows out, the rope is thrown, the phone hangs, and your mother's Liverpool.
"— Buried!"
Sound shocking the world, Yu Yin around the beam.
Batch, batch, approval, approval ...
Brothers can't help cheering: "Scar! Scar! Scar scar, scar!"
In the bar, Scar has floated up, with a rag hanging on his head and two wires wrapped around his neck. He looks majestic.
Scar hung higher and higher, completely floating in the air.
Chapter completed!