Domineering Peasant Girl is Not Easy To Mess With

   Chapter 653 Conspiracy

   Zhou Dali sneered: "Fair competition, one-on-one, where did you bully? You obviously lost but refused to admit it? Do you want to be rude or make everyone blind?"

   At this moment, someone in the crowd said with a chuckle, "It really looks like a big turtle, hee hee!"

  Everyone looked at Alion's limbs struggling and waving, right? Couldn't help but laugh.

  Alia was so angry that he almost fainted, but he didn't struggle anymore, gritted his teeth and hummed: "Okay, even if I lose! Hmph, don't be complacent, there are good-looking people behind you!"

   Zhou Dali didn't mind a smile, put his feet away and returned to the crowd amid the enthusiastic applause and applause of the crowd.

  Alia got up in a hurry, ignoring the pain, and ran back to the Jiuli people in embarrassment.

   The patriarch of the Jiuli clan swept over Zhou Dali and the people in Wanshan Fort, and landed on Mo Yunshen, with a cool smile: "I can't imagine how capable the warriors of Wanshan Fort are!"

  Mo Yun raised his eyebrows deeply, and replied slightly puzzled: "Can't you think of it? I thought Patriarch Jiuli already knew it."

   This is a satire for them not to learn a lesson, they were so tragically cleaned up before and they forgot! Jiuli Patriarch's face darkened, and he instructed the other warrior: "Wait a while to play, don't underestimate the enemy, cheer up, use your skills, and play normally!"

   "Yes, Patriarch!" The warrior answered loudly and strode up.

   Zhao Dong smiled and stepped into the field.

After a fight just now, Fan Liuzhu's heart clenched. She regarded herself as someone from Wanshanbao. Zhou Dali felt honored to win. : "Are all your warriors in Wanshanbao so powerful? Then, what about Young Master Mo? He can also do martial arts..."

  Mu Fangping has been with her for so long, how can she not know what she is thinking about?

   immediately smiled and said to her: "Of course he will. The village chief not only knows martial arts, but also very powerful! Most of our Wanshanbao kung fu is taught by him."

   Sure enough, Fan Liuzhu heard red hearts in her eyes. She couldn't help but shyly glanced at Mo Yunshen. She became more and more ecstatic and said softly with a smile, "Really? Young Master Mo is so heroic!"

   Mu Fangping smiled and said, "Of course, otherwise how could he be the chief of the village?"

   This is true. Fan Liuzhu nodded lightly and said with a smile, "Young Master Mo really deserves to be a dragon and a phoenix among people!"

Mu Qingli, who was sitting beside Fan Liuzhu, couldn't listen anymore, she turned her head to look at her, and said with a half-smile, "Thank you Miss Fan for complimenting my husband, but Miss Fan is still a boudoir girl, so she must have this reputation. You are like this. Praise my husband, wouldn't it be bad if you let your future husband know in the future? Then you will be sad for the rest of your life!"

  Fan Liuzhu didn't expect Mu Qingli to speak so rudely, she was embarrassed and turned her head away.

  Mu Fangping couldn't help but opened her mouth to say something to smother the injustice, but when she met Mu Qingli's warning stare, she swallowed it in a temper.

On the stage, the warriors of the Jiuli tribe and Zhao Dong also fought.

   Originally, the Jiuli people planned to fight with their fists and feet. After all, they are tall, strong, and powerful, making them more suitable for close combat.

   But Alio's fiasco made the latecomers dare not take it lightly. This time, this guy proposed to use weapons to compete.

   Zhao Dong naturally accompanied him.

   Regardless of whether the Jiuli people believe in evil or not, even with weapons, this Jiuli people named Bai Cong was defeated by Zhao Dong in less than ten strokes, lying on the ground and unable to get up.

   In the sound of applause and applause, Zhao Dong smiled, clasped his fists at everyone, and then prepared to end.

  I don't want Bai Cong to jump up suddenly and kick Zhao Dong's back fiercely.

   This sudden change made everyone pale in shock, and they couldn't help but exclaimed, "Be careful!"

  However, how did Zhao Dong think that Bai Cong was so insidious? The test was over, he was completely unprepared, and when he realized that the wind behind him was wrong and wanted to avoid it, it was too late, and he was kicked to the ground by Bai Cong.

   Bai jumped forward with a whistling sound, stomped on Zhao Dong's back, and said loudly, "You lost! Do you admit defeat? Do you admit defeat?"

   Zhao Dong was shocked and angry. Although he was very angry that Bai Cong was insidious and despicable, it was a fact that he was kicked and stepped on the ground at this moment.

   Although he was angry, he didn't seem to blame others, he could only blame himself for being careless. Although the kid was beaten down, he didn't admit defeat himself, but he couldn't say it was unreasonable at this moment.

   When he stepped on the vest, the heart-piercing pain came, and his throat was so sweet that he wanted to vomit blood. Zhao Dong was shocked and opened his mouth to admit defeat. He is not someone who can't afford to lose, and if he asks this **** to step on it, he may become a waste.

  These **** of the Jiuli tribe are indeed not good at all!

   I just thought it was shameless enough for him to cheat and hurt people, but the more shameless are still waiting here!

   However, Zhao Dong opened his mouth, his chest was tight, his breath was short and his throat was blocked, but he couldn't say a word.

The pain from the    vest was even worse, and Shiro stomped harder on his feet, shouting again: "Admit defeat! Admit defeat!"

   Zhao Dong was angry, anxious, angry, hated, and shocked. He understood that Bai never planned to give him a chance to speak. He wanted to destroy or even kill himself.

   After all, it was not his fault that he acted like this in the eyes of everyone, but because he was stubborn and refused to admit defeat. But in fact, he couldn't open his mouth if he wanted to!

   "Pfft!" Zhao Dong spat out a mouthful of blood, dizzy and fainted for a while.

Almost at the same time, Mo Yun stepped forward with his sleeves and pushed Bai Cong lightly. Bai Cong still wanted to slap his last ruthless foot. With his little brute force, how could he possibly resist Mo. Yunshen's push?

   Bai Cong secretly said a pity, but instead asked with a cold face: "Mo Da Village Chief, what do you mean?"

Mo Yunshen leaned over to hold Zhao Dong's pulse, took advantage of the situation to probe his breath, and felt a little relieved in his heart, and ordered the brothers of Wanshanbao to carefully lift him down, turned slowly, looked indifferent, and stared at him like a knife. White from.

   His gaze was too sharp, as if it was real, it made Bai Cong feel a chill in his heart, and subconsciously took two steps back, staring at him vigilantly.

   At this time, many people from both sides came up. The people in Wanshan Fort were filled with righteous indignation and glared at each other.

   is too deceiving!

   On the other hand, the people of the Jiuli people are arrogant and happy.

   Patriarch Jiuli stepped forward, blocked Bai Cong from behind, hehe smiled and said to Mo Yunshen: "What? Can the village chief of Mo Da afford to lose?"

   (end of this chapter)