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Chapter 389? Feeling Zhang Xianzhi

"What happened outside? Why is it so lively? There are many people." Zhang Xiaowu found the Chief of the Post.

The postant covered his mouth and smiled strangely: "If you return to the general, the people know that you live here, and you want to see your face."

"Don't talk about the word Tianyan." Kang Tianen behind him reminded, "Tianyan refers to the beauty of the emperor, not a gift that ordinary people can use, otherwise it will bring others to kill the disaster."

The director of the post quickly gave himself two mouths and said, "Look at my mouth, can't speak, have not read books, and their brains are not spiritual.

Kangtian En Qi said: "Looking at the face of the dead, you don't want to admire this, not auspicious."

"Sorry, my smell!" Yichang simply said directly: "The people outside just like the general too much. It can be said that it is thought about it every day, so I ran over for Yi, so I ran over.

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As soon as Kang Tianen patted his head, he simply not corrected, and the postant of the post was too much. Zhang Xiaowu glared at the post leader.

However, when I learned that the people outside were waiting to see themselves, Zhang Xiaowu had a particularly strange illusion that I was a big star. After a proud of it, he quickly woke up because he was not a big star after all, and he didn't want to want to think about it.

See yourself to others. When the plague is popular today, so many people gathered at the door of the station, which is really worrying. Zhang Xiaowu asked Xia Ming to go out to dispel the crowd and not allow the people to stay outside to watch.

"喏."

After Xia Ming went out, he scared the people to take back three steps back, because his half -face makeup was really scaring the child, Xia Ming informed everyone that the generals needed to rest.

They walked very slowly, as if Zhang Xiaowu could appear at this time.

Zhang Xiaowu will not go out to watch them. He will live here for two days. If he is recognized, he may only be used as a panda. He takes out a spare clothes and puts it on a ordinary clothing. Xia Ming.

Surprised: "General, why are your clothes soil gray? Our casual clothes are black."

Zhang Xiaowu proudly said: "I have a daughter -in -law, do you have?"

Everyone was depressed, watching Zhang Xiaowu's dress, carrying purple golden crickets, with buckets, like the heroes of the rivers and lakes, and walked out of the back door of the station.

For so many years, Zhang Xiaowu was strolling on the street as an ordinary people for the first time, but he was tall and tall.

Ordinary people immediately recognized that this person was a ranger, and naturally it was far away. The so -called ranger is not a good name. First of all

There is no ranger with land and homeland, at best it is better than the livelihood of the people. But a Xia character means that they can martial arts, martial arts, and rivers and lakes. Such people are often terrible.

Desperate Saburo.

Zhang Xiaowu naturally thought about dressing up other identities. Unfortunately, his face and tall figure could not pretend to be other people. The people of Sizhou had a good life and a lot of people with tall figures, but people with tall figures in Zhang Xiaowu were still rare.

After a restaurant, Xiao Er, who was greeted by a few dishes at will, heard someone whispered: "The man over there is very high."

"You see his temples are high, and it is definitely a master of martial arts.

"Could he come to fight for the son -in -law of the Fujishan faction?"

"Seeing that he is not very old, it should be so."

"How can it be good? I still think about being the dragon."

"Even if you, you are not as good as me."

"But I'm younger than you, you are all forty, I am only thirty -eight."

"You mix this account, you can't go even smaller than me."

"We are boring than this, it's better to be better than martial arts."

"Okay, compete for martial arts, but such a competition is not appropriate. It is better to go to the Fujishan faction to fight for martial arts. Isn't his family recruiting relatives?"

"Okay, a word is determined."

Zhang Xiaowu's ears are very spiritual. Listening to the meaning of these two little old men. There is also a martial arts family in Fujishan County, and is still recruiting son -in -law? He does not want to be the son -in -law of others, but just feels great about this school and competition.

Interest. So he turned around and arched his hands to the two: "The two heroes are courteous, and the juniors are a ranger Zhang Xianzhi.

What does it mean? "

"Zhang Fukuan, a lion in the lower coke."

"In the next thunder, he strongly Zhang Renquan."

Zhang Xiaowu was stunned, and then laughed: "It turned out that all three of us surnamed Zhang, and they were so coincidental." The two also laughed, the Zhang Quan said: "Which is the virtuous brother?"

Zhang Xiaowu said: "The younger brother is a family biography martial arts, and his father is a dart division. He has learned martial arts with his father since he was a child, but he did not want to live for people, but he did not want to live for people.

"The virtuous brother is very chic, chic." Zhang Renquan laughed. He talked about the male duck's throat, as if a sip of thick sputum couldn't go down in his throat, listening to it, but he also liked to talk.

Zhang Xiaowu said: "Wherever, but I don't want to follow the rules."

Zhang Renquan said: "Young people just like to break through the rivers and lakes. Nothing. Do n’t we like to live in the rivers and lakes in the same age? Hahahahaha ..." Zhang Xiaowu also laughed, but the blessing was all overwhelmed, like

I don't like to contact Zhang Xiaowu, Zhang Renquan said again: "It's fun to talk about this than Wu recruiting relatives. I talk to you-"

"Wait a little!" Zhang Fukuan said, "I ask you first, are you married?" This man was short, but wearing a gown, as if to cover up the blade under the gown, but because the figure was too short, sitting in a chair, sitting in a chair

On the top, a pair of iron hooks under the gown showed half of it.

"I have been married down." Zhang Xiaowu explained honestly.

Zhang Fukuan's face eased, and he nodded and said, "It's easy to get married, Brother Zhang, you can tell him." It is okay to listen. "

Zhang Xiaowu couldn't help laughing and asked, "Are you afraid that I will compete with you? You don't have to worry about it. I occasionally come here and plan to go to the dragon to find life and will not stay here."

Zhang Fukuan said: "What are we afraid of? We are ... worrying about you injured. If you do n’t go to competition to recruit relatives, you will naturally wo n’t be injured.


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