Black dogs and yellow hair were overturned, struggling painfully.
The man with a twin stick stepped forward and stepped on the black dog's face with his feet. "Boy, last time you are lucky, everyone can't save you this time."
Just when he was about to kill the black dog and yellow hair, Zhou Jianshen screamed in surprise.
"That kid ... Where did you go?"
Everyone looked back, Jiang Feng, who was lying on the ground, did not know when it disappeared.
"Damn!" Zhou Jian took care of the pain and pushed the disciples who helped him away. "Find it for me! Never let go of that kid."
Immediately, the disciples of the martial arts alliances were looking for Jiang Feng.
However, they found the entire Wudao League, and did not see Jiang Feng.
"Did he escape?"
"Impossible, he must walk from me to go out, but I didn't see him at all!"
"What's going on?"
At this time, everyone in the martial arts alliances has discussed.
Zhou Jianang sat on his chest and sat on a chair, and his mouth was still spitting blood.
"Da Gui, you will take someone to chase, and you must not let him escape, otherwise this matter is leaked, so numb ..."
Zhu Daui nodded, "Alliance leaders, what about these two guys? Kill them?"
"No! Can't kill for the time being." Zhou Jian gasped deeply, "Wait for the kid, and then kill them.
"yes!"
Zhu Dangui waved his hand, "Give them up in the debris."
Immediately, the two men dragged the black dog and yellow hair like a pig in the backyard of the Wudao League, and locked the door from the outside.
Subsequently, Zhu Da Gui chased out of the martial arts alliance with several unintentional disciples.
"You listen, let's look for it, no matter what, you must catch the boy back."
"yes!"
Immediately, the people of the Wudao League were divided into two groups and chased it from the left and right sides.
Half an hour later, Zhou Jian Shen, who was lying in the hospital, received a call from Zhu Daui.
"How about it? Did the boy catch it?"
Zhu Daigui sighed on the phone: "The Lord, I took people from two directions, chased a few streets, and I didn't find the trace of that kid!"
When he heard this, Zhou saw a deep eyebrow.
He really couldn't figure it out, and Jiang Feng, who had been knocked on the ground, how did he leave.
"I tell you, this kid's martial arts are not under me. If he is hurt, it will be our trouble."
"So, no matter what method you use, even if you dig three feet, you have to find him out."
"Remember, this matter can't be too loud. If let others know, the reputation of our Wudao League is gone."
Nympho
At the same time, the Ye family.
In the bedroom of Mrs. Ye, the old lady was drinking a bowl of silver ear porridge.
Opposite her, Ye Yingying and Jiang Jian were sitting on the sofa.
The old lady took a few sips and put down the bowl.
"Yingying, what's the matter?"
Ye Yingying smiled mysteriously, and there was a trace of pride in his eyes.
"Grandma, do I have something to do in myself?
"I spent a lot of money, please intercept the clothes making equipment in Wudao League halfway."
"Now, the girl is so anxious."
Mrs. Ye nodded with satisfaction, and a smile on the old face bloomed.
"By the way, where is the clothing equipment hidden now? Don't let that disabled find it."
"Grandma rest assured." Jiang Jian said: "After the people of the Wudao League intercepted the clothing equipment, they were transported to a warehouse in our Daxia and Datomy Medicine."
"I have ordered it. Without my permission, no one can enter the warehouse. Jiang Feng's disabled dream of making clothes can be hidden there."
"Okay! It's so good!" Mrs. Ye picked up a cane.
"Yingying, go busy!"
Immediately, Ye Yingying took Jiang Jian's hand and walked out.
When I came to the courtyard, I met Ye Zhenzhen, who came back from the outside.
At this point, Ye Zhenzhen frowned and sorrowful.
"Sister, your company will open tomorrow, what is like a bitter gourd?" Ye Yingying deliberately greeted him and stopped Ye Zhenzhen's road.
"Let's open!"
Ye Zhenzhen twisted his forehead, "I have no mood to talk to you."
"Yo! Sister, what's wrong with you?" Ye Yingying deliberately grabbed Ye Zhenzhen's hand, "The company's opening is worth celebrating. Why are you like a funeral at home?"
"You see, Jiang Jian and I are planning to go out to buy flowers, and send you blessings tomorrow!"
Ye Zhenzhen suddenly stared at Ye Yingying directly.
"Honestly, is the clothes making equipment intercepted?"
"Ah? Is the clothes making equipment intercept?" Ye Yingying laughed, "Sister, how can you think of it?"
"It's better not, otherwise don't blame me to turn my face and don't recognize people." Ye Zhenzhen finished speaking, ready to leave.
Ye Yingying took a step forward and stopped her way again.
"Sister, I am not happy if you say this."
"You said that I have intercepted your clothing equipment, and I don’t deny it, but I don’t admit it."
She raised her head, "But what about evidence? As long as you have evidence, although you can come to me."
"You ..." Ye Zhenzhen's slap.
"Fight!" Ye Yingying put her face up, "If you dare to fight, I will tell Grandma."
"Ye Zhenzhen, you want to fight me, you are too tender."
"Huh! Tomorrow is the opening ceremony of your company. If you can't find the device, you can’t open your karma."
"I see you, how to explain to the invited guests, and then lose your face."
"Pap!"
Ye Zhenzhen's lungs were frying, and the fire was furious. In the end, he couldn't help it. He slapped Ye Yingying.
"Do you dare to hit me?"
Ye Yingying covered her face, took a step back, and then screamed loudly.
"Grandma, come on, sister hit me ... Ah!"
Wen Sheng, Mrs. Ye quickly walked out of the garden with the help of Ye Sheng.
"Really, are you too much, do you even have to play your sister?"
"Hurry up and apologize to Yingying, otherwise this is not over!"
Ye Zhenzhen shed tears.
"Grandma, my clothing equipment is intercepted, it is Ye Yingying's ghost!"
"What evidence do you have?" Jiang Jian stood out and protected in front of his wife.
Ye Zhenzhen hated saying: "I will find evidence."
"Pap!"
Mrs. Ye came over and gave Ye Zhenzhen a slap.
"Without evidence, you determine that it is Yingying? Apologize to her!"
Ye Zhenzhen shook his head with his face covering his face, "If you want me to apologize to her, it is impossible!"
Mrs. Ye put her crutches on the ground with a pestle, "Ye Sheng, hand in her mouth!"
"yes!"
"Papa ..."
Ye Sheng stepped forward, raised his arms and fanned Ye Zhenzhen's pretty face.
Soon, Ye Zhenzhen's cheeks were red and swollen, and blood filaments exuded from the corners of his mouth.