Chapter 715

Qin poetry stood beside Lin Xuan, tightly clutching the corner of Lin Xuan's clothes, slightly frowning, a pair of beautiful eyes, showing a few faint.

Luo Ping has no choice but to cast her eyes to Lin Xuan and Qin poetry. The eyes are already turning to Lin Xuan and Qin poetry for help.

She is such a person, this is to bully the soft and afraid of the hard, bully some have no power, but also OK.

Once she met a ferocious person like Ding Ju, she immediately counseled.

Ding Ju spread out his hand and sneered a few times, "now the situation is very clear, these city people, driving into this old man!"

"In my Ding Ju's territory, you wicked woman, still want to show off your violence. Today, I will teach you a good lesson..."

As he spoke, he stepped forward and slapped Luo Ping.

However, this slap did not fan down, because Lin Xuan stepped forward and blocked Luo Ping's body. He raised his hand and clapped Ding Ju's palm.

He had a rebellious face and a few grimaces. He glanced at Ding Ju and said, "garbage, listen, you can act, but don't act in front of me, otherwise, I will make you pay the price!"

Ding Ju's expression was stagnant. He raised his hand and pulled out his ears. It seemed that he didn't hear at all. Immediately, ha ha ha, he laughed wildly.

While laughing wildly, he pointed to Lin Xuan and said, "listen, brothers, this city man really does not pretend to be forced. He frightens me. Is it brain damage or mental retardation? Frighten me? Ha ha... "

"Hey, save your energy for the dog coins from the city. You'd better not offend brother Ju, or you won't even have a chance to crawl on the ground to beg for mercy in a while."

"Ha ha ha ha, this is a funny thing to talk about. It's cheating to threaten brother Ju."

"Well, I said, brother, if you don't know the name of brother Ju, you should also inquire and inquire. Do you know who you are talking to? Ju Ge ye, Hua Cheng, he says two, no one dares to say one. What kind of onion do you dare to talk to brother Ju like this

"You see, the fool in this city is just like a dog. I can't kill him. I'll stab his dog's head with one finger every minute..."

Ding Ju's subordinates also sneered at Lin Xuan in succession.

Lin Xuan didn't answer. Instead, he went forward and grabbed the old man lying on the ground. Like an eagle catching a chicken, he twisted the old man's back collar and held it directly in his hand.

Then, he dragged the old man, walked forward a few steps, and wiped the old man's bloody position.

Fake?

Lie ~ trough!

What's the situation?

Is it really blackmail?

All the onlookers were dumbfounded.

Because they see it really, Lin Xuan can erase the blood on the old man, and his bleeding part is intact.

"Touching porcelain..."

Lin Xuan said faintly, "next time, please be more professional, paint some pig blood on your body, yell and kill people. Are you afraid of being laughed at?"

"I suggest you, next time, bring a dead man, which is more realistic..."

Lin Xuan said, pushing the old man into the onlookers.

Those onlookers were also curious. They grabbed the old man and wiped the bloody part of the old man. All of a sudden, they were shocked. It was a fake!

In this way, the blackmail by touching porcelain was settled down!

"It's really porcelain bumping. This old man is really disgraceful to us Huacheng people."

"I'm old. I deserve it if I don't take care of my old age and enjoy my old age. I've come out to blackmail and cheat people."

"I now understand that there must be something hateful about a poor man."

"It's disgusting to see all the porcelain bumping into our flower city."

At this time, the onlookers spat at the old man one after another, with a look of disgust.

For these passers-by who love to watch the excitement, a, B, C, D, has always been a wall top grass, falling with the wind.

As soon as the wind blows, turn to the other side immediately.

"Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa!"

Just at this time, behind Lin Xuan, there was a burst of applause, accompanied by a strange tone of yin and Yang: "wonderful, really wonderful, boy, I appreciate you very much, dare to challenge the existence of my Ding Ju, I really admire your courage!"

Lin Xuan slowly turns around, to Ding Ju such goods, he does not want to look at one eye at all.

If not for his own encounter, this kind of bug is not as good as garbage, he would not have met.

Not only do you think you are right, but you always feel that you are a local emperor and a local villain.

In Lin Xuan's view, such a person, living in the world, is a kind of sorrow.

"Ha ha!"

Lin Xuan responded with a coldly ha ha, and cast a contemptuous glance at Ding Ju.

"Lie ~ trough, brother Ju, this is more than he dare to despise you, I really can't look down, wait for me to teach him how to be a man!"

"MA BI, where come from the dog scum, even brother Ju dare not pay attention to it, too rampant.""No, kill him, so that he can know that in Huacheng, brother Ju is not easy to provoke."

Several of Dingju's men, rubbing their hands, hopped around one by one.

Lin Xuan took a cold look around the street of Huacheng. In his capacity, he couldn't get into the eye of the law for such jumping feet and shrimps.

However, these small gangsters are extremely arrogant.

Ding Ju looked at Lin Xuan a few times. He thought he was frightened. He looked at Qin poetry with a pair of skunky eyes.

"Brother Ju, you see, the girls in this city are so damned beautiful. Their skin is so thin and smooth, and their clothes are very fashionable."

"Hey, brother Ju, how are you? This little girl, it seems, is the daughter-in-law of this dog scum, to a man's wife Tut tut... "

"Yes, yes, this little beauty is a country girl in Huacheng. There is no way to compare it. Why don't we take advantage of this opportunity to change our taste and taste fresh food?"

"I think it's OK, brother Ju. I'll take this girl to the hotel first. After you've dealt with it in a moment, you can go there and enjoy it. How about it?"

“……”

A few punks, swallowing their saliva, were greedy for the graceful figure of Qin poetry.

However, they were blind and did not notice that Lin Xuan was already furious.

Don't touch the scales!

These damned street thugs dare to blaspheme Qin's poems like this.

Touch the scale of Lin Xuan, that is to seek death!

"Cough, cough, boy, do you hear me? My brothers suggest that you should let your wife play with me. How about this matter? "

Ding Ju was also salivating, staring at the body of Qin poetry, looked at a few eyes, and asked with an obscene smile.

When he finished, he waved his hand and motioned to his two subordinates, "go, take the girl to the hotel, wash it and wait for me to serve me!"

"Such rubbish as you deserve to covet poetry?" A sound of yin and evil spirit, which seems to be continuously diffused from the eighteen layers of hell, is enveloped in the air

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