The Strongest Cultivation Small Farmer

Chapter 13 The Black Pistol

"Someone is fighting??"

With a move in his heart, Zhao Xiaofei guessed the general idea.

It is estimated that two people were fighting, and then the female flight attendants went to persuade the fight, right?
It is a pity that the persuasion of these female flight attendants did not seem to have any effect, and the shouting and shouting of the two people became louder and louder.

"Hey~~~~! Fighting, this is my favorite!!"

Zhao Xiaofei chuckled, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He was born with a strong curiosity, and he liked to join in the fun... and especially liked to join in the excitement of this kind of fight.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xiaofei squeezed into the crowd without saying a word.

"Hey, hey~~~ Grandpa, please make way... Uncle, brother, please make way for a while... Madam, please make room... I want to go..."

In the process of pushing forward, Zhao Xiaofei was still very polite, but unfortunately, he was obstructed and cursed by others.

"Fuck! Brat, why squeeze? What's there to squeeze?"

"What a fool! Country bumpkin, if you squeeze again, do you believe I'll kill you?"

"Call me aunt? Little farmer, open your eyes, I'm the one! What the hell are you calling me aunt? Did you blind your dog's eyes, little farmer?"

The curiosity of these people is definitely no less than that of Zhao Xiaofei.

Everyone wants to squeeze a little forward to watch the fun.

Everyone wants to squeeze others out and stand a little further ahead. Of course, they also want to squeeze Zhao Xiaofei out.

But what is surprising is that this damn little farmer is not only super strong, but also very flexible.

He jumped in whenever he saw a gap, like a nimble little loach, within a few seconds, Zhao Xiaofei got right in front of the team.

"Hahahaha...let you all know how powerful I am!"

Standing at the front of the line, Zhao Xiaofei smiled triumphantly.

He didn't care about the curses and curses behind him at all. If only a few curses and curses could curse the dead, then everyone in the world would definitely die.

Only then did Zhao Xiaofei see clearly what was happening in front of him——

On the opposite side, two young men in their 20s were arguing. Looking at the scars on their faces, it seemed that there had been a fight just now.

It was only later that Zhao Xiaofei found out that when these two people were passing by, they accidentally bumped into each other, and after a few words of scolding, they actually got into a fight.

However, the injuries were not serious, and each of them only received a few punches from each other.

at this time,

The shorter man, who was about 165cm tall, had black hair that reached his eyes vertically, his nose was bleeding, and with a gloomy look on his face, he glared at him angrily and said, "Fuck! How dare you try to touch me again, believe it or not!" The gun jumped you? I tell you, if you dare to move again, I will kill you now, immediately, without a place to bury you, do you believe it?"

"Oh! I'm so scared! A gun? Take it out and have a look if you have the ability!" The tall man was about 180cm, with a shallow fist mark on his right cheek, probably from being punched by the tall man, but With a dissatisfied face, "Hey! You rookie, where is your gun? Take it out and have a look! Hey!"

"You—" the short man gritted his teeth, his eyes were fierce, but he was still hesitating.

"Cut! Cai Gouzi, I thought you really had a gun, you just take it out if you have the ability?" The tall man continued to challenge, "Oh oh oh! I see, you have a gun, you really are There is a gun, you have a gun under your crotch! Hahahaha~~~ I don’t think you dare to take out this gun, do you? It would definitely be embarrassing if you take it out!”

It wasn't just him who was laughing, the other onlookers also suddenly burst into laughter, and even the beautiful flight attendants who tried to persuade them couldn't help laughing a few times.

Such an insult really angered the short man.

"Boy, if I take out my gun, it will kill people!" The short man looked gloomy.

But as soon as he said this, it immediately attracted a burst of laughter.

The crowd of onlookers, the beautiful flight attendants, everyone seemed to think of the gun here, what kind of 'gun' it is.

But there was only one person who didn't smile, and that person was Zhao Xiaofei.

Zhao Xiaofei is a "practice", what he cultivates is the way of human breath, and what he cultivates is also the way of inner strength and true energy.

Therefore, he can not only use the qi in himself, but also feel the qi in others.

Just now, this short man released a murderous aura, and it was a very strong murderous aura!
"Could it be that this man really has a gun?" Zhao Xiaofei said to himself.

"He has a gun? That's the gun in his crotch!" Suddenly, a fat middle-aged man next to him sneered, "If he really has that kind of real gun, then I... I'll eat this chair !"

The fat man pointed to a chair next to him with a smug look.

"Really? Then I expect you to eat this chair." Zhao Xiaofei didn't like those who mocked him, so he turned back.

"Hmph! Then if this tall man doesn't have a real gun, would you eat this chair too?" The fat man didn't give up.

Just now the brat pushed all the way over and pushed him to the side, just because of this, the fat man disliked Zhao Xiaofei very much.

"Okay! Eat! Good! But don't regret it later."

"I regret it? I think you are the one who regrets it? You little farmer!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Xiaofei didn't want to pay attention to this fat man.

But at this time, the tall man was still provoking the short man, pointing at him and cursing: "Little bastard, you are not tall, just like a piece of shit? You know how to brag, return the gun, and shoot your mother next door! I am so stupid!" Damn you! Dwarf, your gun is just like yours, it’s too short when you take it out! Shame, hahahaha~~~~”

"You...you're courting death!!!" Finally, the short man couldn't stand the provocation, and roared loudly, revealing his murderous intent.

"Oops!" Zhao Xiaofei's heart skipped a beat when he heard the roar, because he felt that the murderous aura suddenly shot out from the short man's body, reaching a peak.

Sure enough, at this moment, the short man reached behind his back and lifted up his clothes.

A black pistol was stuck in the waistband of his trousers.

"Go to hell!!" Without any hesitation, the short man drew out his pistol, and immediately shot the tall man in the head.

bang——

A loud bang.

Accompanied by a burst of flames, half of the tall man's head was smashed into pieces immediately, blood spattered everywhere, and large pieces of red, white, black, and yellow brains were scattered.

The faces and bodies of the beautiful flight attendants closest to this tall man were also splashed with various brains.
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