The young man with the upper body essence exposed in the head left: "sister Zhao, who provoked you?"

"Jay." Seeing the young man, the fat lady showed the same lust as the male. She pointed to song Xiaofan and squeezed the fat hand tightly on Xu Jie's big chest muscle.

"Sister Zhao, there are so many people. If you miss me, I'll come to you." Xu Jie pinched the fat lady's face lightly with his big hand, which made the fat lady's heart flutter and her fat body tremble.

"It's disgusting." Lin Ruofei didn't look over her head. She almost threw up.

"It's disgusting." Song Xiaofan nodded, his eyes fell on Xu Jie, and he was interested.

How does this boy compare with Mr. mu?

However, song Xiaofan estimates that he is not as good as the old master who ran away from the Li family before the accident.

"Boy, in a word, either kneel down directly or I'll beat you to kneel down." Ask the young man Xu Jie to come forward and speak out with pride

"No nonsense, come on." Song Xiaofan stretched out a single finger and showed a light but evil smile.

"Ha! Do you know who he is? " The young people who came with Xu Jie despised song Xiaofan and hummed.

"Not interested." Song Xiaofan shakes his head, but the young people don't seem to hear him. They call out Xu Jie's name.

"Listen to me, he is our senior brother and the chief disciple of Zhongcheng syncretic school - Xu Jie! Why, did you pee? " Seeing song Xiaofan, he is very proud.

The customers who had heard the news from afar gathered around and stayed there. They heard the words "syncretic" and came up one after another. Many young women are crazy about taking pictures with their mobile phones.

Xu Jie, in particular, has attracted the attention of women. Many of them want to come up to take a picture with this celebrity.

Looking at the reaction of the beauties, Xu Jie smiles with satisfaction.

Even Xu Jie admires him very much when he thinks that Xu Jie has become the chief disciple of Zhongcheng's famous oneness school since he was young, and he is also the leader of the young generation of wusheng in Zhongcheng.

Is the only dissatisfaction is that the presence of flowers, the two most beautiful beauty, no response to him, even a look of disgust.

"The boy has a lot to do with them. Hum, watch. When I beat him, you will favor me and bow down to Xu Jie!" Xu Jie began to laugh.

"Hey, don't imagine, and don't look in the mirror to have a look at your samples. Do you match them?" Song Xiaofan so squint scold, originally self feeling good Xu Jie, face suddenly gloomy down.

Lin Ruofei and Li Miaomiao are the forward and backward of Le. Song Xiaofan scolds people. It's funny.

Seeing that the second daughter was amused by herself, song Xiaofan also turned around and grinned.

"I think you want to die!" Xu Jie strode to the back of song Xiaofan's head with his fist.

Song Xiaofan didn't turn his head back, and his fists went to each other. Song Xiaofan didn't use much energy, so Xu Jie folded his arm back.

"That's it?" Song Xiaofan looked back and was extremely disappointed. It's scum. Scum is OK.

He is Xu Jie. He has a strong voice in the middle of the street. Can he stand the provocation of this contemptuous look? Clench your teeth and jump again.

Song Xiaofan evades and pokes his finger at Xu Jie's acupoint.

Gululu, Xu Jie's stomach heard a sound of exhaust, and a stream of fishy yellow objects squeezed out of his pants.

Xu Jielian's legs were tied together, but it didn't help at all. The Hongmen gate was wide open, and the spring burst through his pants and splashed all over his younger martial brothers. Even the fat lady was splashed on her face.

A group of people immediately vomited on the ground, stinking. Everyone could not bear the smell of excrement.

Xu Jie kneels on the ground, suffering to the extreme, can't hold back the stomach to stir. If you don't hold back, you'll spray more and lose face.

"What did you eat at night? How about this? " The creator, song Xiaofan, pretended to care.

"The trough! Ouch Xu Jie this scold, relaxed gas, a large group of fishy yellow and gush out.

"Sister Zhang, help me!" Xu Jie has been courting his younger martial brother one after another, and he has been having an affair with his elder sister Zhang for several times. Who can help him?

"Zhao ran, go up and help him." Song Xiaofan glances at Zhao ran, who shakes his head wildly and stays away from here as far as possible. Fortunately, he was far away.

It's okay if you're far away? Song Xiaofan reaches out his hand and pulls Zhao ran to Xu Jie with a force of attraction, bumping his head against him.

After being hit by Zhao ran, Xu Jie saves three meters. The rear part of the car is like a runaway sprinkler head, slamming everywhere. For a moment, there is no one in this busy area.

"Here, I'll help you." Song Xiaofan picks up the gold watch on the ground and walks towards the frightened Xu Jie.

Song Xiaofan uses his strength to throw Xu Jie, who is locked in the corner of the wall, upside down. He throws the gold watch into it.

Although Xu Jie was in hot pain, he stopped the flood discharge at least.

But the stomach is still very uncomfortable, barely climb up and down, a cruel words cover the stomach ran.

A group of his younger martial brothers didn't stop and ran with Xu Jie.

"You! I'll come out and settle with you later! " The fat lady is not afraid of song Xiaofan, but she is full of shit ideas now, and can't care about it with song Xiaofan.

"Want to go? That's not going to work Song Xiaofan took out two trinkets from the jewelry rack in the shop, threw them back and forth, and hit the fat lady and Zhao ran on the calf.

They fell to the ground, legs numb, unable to walk.

Looking back, song Xiaofan congealed with Li Miaomiao and Zhao ran.

"Song Xiaofan, you don't really want to use a watch." Lin Ruofei said in a strange way, and covered the watch on her wrist. Song Xiaofan gave her this watch. Whether it's worth money or not, it's her most precious thing. We can't waste it like this.

"Ha ha, what do you think? I don't have such bad taste." Song Xiaofan shook his head and waved to some people who were watching in the distance: "I have some good jobs here. They are lovers, so they should be closer!"

At the same time, song Xiaofan took out all the money from his pocket, not much, several thousand yuan. Song Xiaofan always does not like to bring cash, asked Lin Ruofei for tens of thousands, "complete this thing, this money is yours."

Those people scrambled to come, and there were many people from afar to sign up.

A group of people first took the deposit, covered their faces, forcefully pulled Zhao Ran's yellow face, face to face with the fat lady, until the fat lady's face was completely wiped yellow, then they let go.

The fat lady vomited wildly, but Zhao ran was no better.

"Master Jin, are you satisfied?" A group of people finished the account and came back to stare at the money.

Song Xiaofan nodded, put the money on the counter and left one by one.

"Why don't you look around again?" Song Xiaofan asks Lin Ruofei and Li Miaomiao for their opinions. They shake their heads together, but they are not interested at all.