A world-wide propaganda resounded through half a century, and Li Xiangkui realized that he had finally come out after a small walk.
"You have to do this business or not!" There was an indescribable mean in his eyes.
However, at this time, the Legion Channel once again exploded.
【 mountain dozen tiger eldest brother how do you get the black hand head again? But it’s exciting to think about it! 】
[Liu Yao is right! Let me see how black their hands are! 】
[The snow is shallow, let’s guard the head! 】
[Nianbai +1! 】
……
Lee sang-woon, of course, simply comforted a group of people that it was nothing.
Gently wiped his nod to turn over and jump into the house to catch up with night is still young
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Chapter one hundred and twelve Get rich road (2)
In the corner of night is still young Bar, a large group of people with black gloves surrounded a middle-aged man in a black hat.
After a one-eyed man rushed into the bar, he ran to the middle-aged man and cried, "Boss, that mutual affection is simply too much!" Irony in front of everyone that you are a waste. "
Middle-aged people’s heads slightly lift their hats to cover up the cold in their black eyes.
The one-eyed man felt cold as a falling ice cave in less than a second after touching the eyes.
"Eldest brother, do you think that young man dares to come?"
"Does he dare not come?" Middle-aged people lightly asks.
"Be! Of course he dare not come! After all, your name is so big that he dares not give you this face! " The one-eyed man continued to flatter.
The middle-aged man still has a facial paralysis expression. He stared at the one-eyed man until he saw the other person’s hair before he gently spit out a word.
"One-eyed, don’t you think you talk a lot today?"
"Eldest brother I …"
The one-eyed man’s face changed greatly. He just wanted to explain why he felt a pain in his neck, so he couldn’t say a word and flew away with a golden light.
The middle-aged man took out a square handkerchief from his pocket and carefully wiped a bloody knife in his hand. After shaking the knife with his right hand, he hid it in the cuff.
I threw the handkerchief into the trash can and took it with mineral water to wash my hands, which made my face a little relieved.
"If anyone dares to talk, he will be your field."
A light tone is like saying a common thing.
All the surrounding families bowed their heads, and even the atmosphere dared not take a breath.
In this depressing atmosphere, a young man dressed in black walked into the bar.
He looked around and shouted, "Who is the shadow front?"
The middle-aged man frowned slightly and waved his hand to invite the young man over.
The rest of the people have a complicated expression, as if they want to laugh but dare not. They all know that the colonel hates others for not respecting him.
This young man has been sentenced to death in their hearts.
"You are the shadow front?" Li Xiangkun looked up at the middle-aged man with a hat in front of him and asked.
Shadow front did not respond.
"It’s wonderful to wear such a thick hat on such a stuffy day!"
People around you are even more surprised that this young man is really not afraid of death!
Two things that Ying Feng hates most have been violated by him, and I just don’t know if the third thing will be violated by coincidence.
There are three things that Shadow Front hates most.
The first thing is that he doesn’t like people being rude to him.
The second thing is that he hates people making fun of his hat.
The third thing is that he hates being asked to do certain things in a commanding tone.
"Young man, do you know what your state would be if I hadn’t been merciful?" Shadow front finally spoke in a threatening tone.
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