"What? Should I know? Are they very famous?" The person who asked was surprised. Could it be that these two vulgar and complacent guys are actually amazing big names? But looking at this image... it doesn't look like it.
...
"You should know the four evils in the capital, right?" Another man hung his eyes and said in a tone of guidance.
"I know this; it's nothing more than fat pig Tang, bully Jun, bed bugs in the toilet and flies on the dining table...?"
"Not bad! These two people in front of you are the legendary famous fat pig Tang and bully Jun! They are the other two major harms that are as famous as bed bugs in the toilet and flies on the dining table!"
"No wonder I feel like I'm going to be like a beating man when I see these two people. So that's it! The four evils in the capital, tsk, when I see them today, it's true that it's worthy of its reputation!"
"Yes, it's really a shame to say that. Such a scumbag is qualified to attend the Talent Banquet. The world is getting worse and worse, and people's hearts are not old... Alas!"
"Ah... I stand together with such scum, and I wish I could snatch the ground with my head. I feel ashamed!" A long sighed in unison, sighing. Such remarks were full of controversy, and everyone looked at the famous ones with a slanted look.
'Two major harms', pointing fingers and whispering. Everyone's eyes were full of contempt, and their faces were full of disdain.
Jun Moye and Tang Yuan seemed to have never heard of it and were very comfortable.
"Fatty, do you still remember what I said to you that day?" Jun Moye said in a low voice.
"I can't forget..." Tang Yuan opened his eyelids lazily: "You can't believe our family?"
"I'm just afraid that you kid's lard will be fooled, fat meat will be blocked, grass!" Jun Moye cursed.
"Why is it not powerful for a gentleman to be respectful? Well, this is what my grandfather said." Tang Yuan shook his head and was very proud.
"You are just like you, you dare to say that you are a gentleman..." Jun Moye retching. Besides, there is no real gentleman in this world now!
After getting the fat man, Jun Moye felt a little relieved. The rest depends on his performance! His grandma, let you guys see what they are called hooligans today! I won’t kill you!
Waiting here? How can I have this international time? Humph, let me rogue to the end today!
"Who, what do you think? Is it very good?" Jun Moye asked a guy who was secretly looking at his greasy and floury face. This guy recognized him, but he was from the Meng family. Last time he had a
I remember that I was the one who was involved in framing Fatty Tang with Meng Haizhou, but now of course I pretended not to know him anymore.
"I didn't see anything." The guy named Meng Fei was also very arrogant. He squinted his eyes and turned his head, giving Jun Moye a back of his head. Yes, whoever received the invitation had no identity? The Meng family is not a small person.
family.
"Damn!" Jun Moye screamed in a long tone, rolling up his sleeves, and rushing forward: "Who is the fuck you? Do you know who you are talking to? Grass! Look!
What do you think? Look at your mother’s head! Look at me again, look at me, and I will pull out your eyes and stuff them into your asshole. Do you believe it?!"
Jun Dashao straightened his neck, his veins bulged high, he gritted his teeth, hung his eyes, and splashed his mouth.
The slapped and pink-faced boy Meng Fei never dreamed that he would stand here well, but after looking at it, he would bring such an unpredictable disaster. Everyone else saw it. Why did I suffer? I was almost scolded by this slap.
He vomited blood, his face flushed, and he stuttered several times, so angry that he couldn't speak.
"Forget it! Third Young Master, why bother with these ordinary people!" Fatty Tang hurriedly persuaded and said magnanimously.
Now it's time for him to appear. The two of them have been friends for so long. Fatty Tang and Jun Moye cooperated with each other. He grabbed Jun Moye: "Save some energy, we will make a big splash in the Golden Palace later.
! Show our extraordinary talents. Maybe Your Majesty will be happy and reward us with some prime minister and grand tutor, and we will also enjoy the official pleasure."
"That's right!" Jun Moye stroked his hair and shook his fucking badly, "I don't have the same knowledge as these ordinary people!"
The two of them sang together, which made everyone around them feel powerful and violently wanting to vomit: Just the virtues of you two? They still make a great talent? They make the prime minister and the Grand Master? I am really a shame...
What does it mean to be a donkey? I don’t know how long my face is. I’ve seen it today. It’s really a bit more...
"Jun Moye! What do you mean? Can't you think I'm bullied?" Meng Fei, who had a greasy and pink face, opened his mouth for a long time, and finally breathed a sigh of relief and cursed like thunder.
"Everyone has seen it! This guy is asking for trouble, so you can't blame me!" Jun Moye spread his hands as if the victim was innocent: "I originally planned to be a family friend, since those who came here are not outsiders,
Everyone said, right? Just say something, but this guy is unwilling to give in! What is this place? This is the palace! He actually roars like this here, Humph, do you want to rebel? Or do the Meng family want to
To usurp the throne?"
Everyone was fainted. It was so shameless! It was so shameless! Even if it was a false charge, it was too outrageous...
"You... talk nonsense!" Meng Fei almost fainted, and even his body trembled, like fallen leaves in the wind.
However, Jun Dadan was not negligent, rushed straight over, slapped his bows from left to right, and slapped a few times, which were extremely crisp and pleasant. Then he stomped on his belly with one foot, his movements were neat and neat.
Meng Fei was caught off guard, and then he never thought that this guy in the palace would really dare to fight! He was stunned by the blow, and only felt the golden light in front of him was shining with stars. Then he bent over and covered like a shrimp.
He bent down his stomach. Young Master Jun was unreasonable and beat the dog in the water. How could he miss this opportunity? He jumped up and screamed "Oh" in his mouth, and knocked him to the ground with a bang.
Then, Jun Dashou's legs rose like a whirlwind and ran wildly on Meng Fei's face!
Soon, the greasy and flour-faced Master Meng had turned into a pig's head - almost fatter than Tang Yuan!
Everyone suddenly started to clamor, this Jun Moye is too lawless!
"Forget it, Mr. Jun, please forgive me if you have to!" A young man looked angry and grabbed Jun Moye when he was about to step on him again.
Everyone saw it and saw it. They were all from the oldest family in the capital. Let’s see how Jun Moye, the biggest playboy, stepped down!
"Who are you? Are you talking here? Who are you old? Do you know what the charge this boy Meng committed? He was confused and wanted to build a beam. He was tired of living?"
Jun Moye straightened his waist with his eyes hanging, his body tilted, his butt twisted, and his whole body became an "S" shape, with his left hand in his waist and his head tilted, like a giant teapot.
"In the lower Murong Qianli! The three generations of descendants of the Murong family!" The young man in brocade had a proud look on his face, raised his chin slightly, and looked at Jun Moye proudly, slowly, and said in a pretentious tone that Jun Moye hated the most.
: "Young Master Jun, haha, look... are you giving me face? It's just a misunderstanding. How about turning swords into jade?!"
"Damn! Murong Shi family... I'm so scared that I'm so scared... Fatty Ou, help me, I'm so scared that I'm so scared..."
Jun Dashao jumped up in an excessively shocked look, screaming twice in an exaggerated manner, and patting his chest, as if he was very surprised and his heart was about to jump out. Then suddenly he had a stern face, as if wearing a mask.
He quickly changed his face: "Scared me?! He actually used the Murong family to suppress me?! Tsk tsk tsk, tsk tsk tsk..."
Jun Moye walked around Murong Qianli twice, stretched his neck, grinned, and gritted his teeth: "Ha! Ha! Ha! Murong Qianli, you are very awesome; Murong family, such a big name, hehehe
,Who am I aware of the young master?”
Before Murong Qianli could speak, Jun Moye said sarcastically: "Do you think the Murong family is awesome than my Jun family? Haha, you can actually represent the Murong family at a young age? Damn it! It's so awesome! Look!
I came to the Murong family to join forces with the Meng family to rebel and subvert my Tianxiang. I understand!" Jun Moye nodded.
"I didn't say that I represent the Murong family! I didn't say anything about rebellion! Don't spread rumors here! Jun Moye, your trick can be used on others, but it won't work on me!" Murong Qianli glanced at him and saw several people.
The brothers in the clan had already looked at their eyes strange and hurriedly explained loudly.
"It can't represent the Murong family? Then you jump out and make hair? Grass! I'm really a failure in being a human being. All cats and dogs want to bully them! His grandma really has no fun in her life."
Jun Moye sighed, and suddenly raised his eyebrows and eyes: "Since you can't represent the Murong family, why are you pretending to be a big-tail donkey? Why don't you get out for me? Look! Try looking at me again? Do you believe it or not?
I'm castrating now, you'll let you find a bite of food without leaving this palace? Get out of here! Grass!"
Jun San Shao's arrogance and domineering finally aroused public anger. The talents and the princes despise them and accused them all in a row. Jun Moye stood with his hips and refused everyone, right in front of the palace hall, his anger surged like a mountain, fighting against the talents!
The foul words come out in a turbulent manner; the rude words in the market are endless; the sounds are getting louder and louder, and there are more and more stars, but they do not retreat at all.
As the saying goes, there is a poem that says: Let thousands of troops be his own way, and I will be the pillar of the way!
There is another poem that praises: I am cold and pointed at thousands of people, and I will scold them all!
Fatty Tang looked at Jun San Shao's thin but tall back with infinite admiration, and kept praising: This eloquence! This reaction! It's so agile, so awesome! It's really... It's gone, there's only one sentence that can describe: a child eats it.
Candy - chewed! (Excuse me!)
There were many different words and the crowd was excited. The voice in front of the hall became louder and louder. Later, it was like a vegetable market, and it was about to fight in groups...
"Rareless! The palace is important! Who dares to make such a loud noise here? Do you want to be in your head?" A majestic voice suddenly sounded, like a dusk drum and morning bell, deafening!
Everyone who was having a lot of noise looked up and couldn't help but shout: All the big guys in the court, including the old men from various families, stood there with dark faces, on each of them,
You can even hang a layer of frost.
"What kind of morality is it?" Old Master Dugu Zongheng shouted loudly, fearing that the world would not be in chaos.
The young young men were all crying and drooping their heads, and they hated Jun Moye to the extreme: the image they had worked hard to establish was completely lost because of this guy's loss - all fell into the eyes of the big guys...