Mad Son-in-law

Crow originally had a confident smile on his face to decorate the appearance, but at this moment Wang Jie's sneer made himself full of embarrassment.

Killing yourself is like killing an ant?

"Who the **** are you? You are Fan Xiaolin, so there is no reason to dare to say this to my crow!" The crow spit out fiercely and said: "You go to the city to inquire, I have a reputation for all these years. It's not blown out."

Someone behind Crow whispered: "Brother Crow, I seem to have seen this person. Do you still remember the Liu family where his son poisoned Lao Tzu a while ago? He is Liu Tianyang's grandson."

"Oh, oh, I remember! There is indeed such a family!" A flamboyant chuckle flashed across the crow's face, and pointed at Wang Jie. "Damn, you are the one who eats soft food! I listen. Speaking of you, you were also a famous celebrity back then. The key is to get into the quilt of that little model Liu Shan after taking the **** luck and marrying a small wealthy family, haha!"

"Crow, you better manage your own stinky mouth!" The vulture stared coldly.

"Why, did I make a mistake?" The crow said viciously: "This grandson is going to kill me all the time, so I'm not allowed to tell the truth? Vulture, how can you scare me! What we do, you can eat by your skills , My crow dared to accept this errand, and I was ready. In a word, soldiers came to cover the water and soil, I am not afraid, the surname is Wang, I just said, you are a soft food, you are a soft Shrimp, what's the matter? I've broken my father-in-law, and he's hardened? Rubbish, soft rice man, you really don't want to tear off this label for the rest of your life!"

With a wave of his hand, the vulture slammed the cigarette in his hand, and was hitting the crow in the face: "I will do it for you!"

Wang Jie waved his hand expressionlessly, "Ma Liu, can't you hear me? I'll come this person by myself!"

Ma Liu had to swallow his anger, nodded, and took a step back.

"Hey, acting, do you come by yourself, do you deserve it?" The crow smiled arrogantly, looked around and said: "Want to fight with me, go, the courtyard is spacious, I am one-to-many, I am not shy about how many of you are. "

"No, that's good. How much wave do you think you can toss?" Wang Jie hooked his finger and said: "Come on, have any last words, and talk to your brother, maybe some of them can survive. How about coming down? I can convey it for you!"

"I'm going to your last words!" The crow yelled, and suddenly kicked the table that had fallen on the ground with a kick, and then leaped on with a machete.

Wang Jie's speed was extremely fast. When the table flew over, his figure flashed, he leaned his hand sideways, grabbed the long leg of the table and pulled it back!

The crow rushed fiercely, and was startled by the table flying back!

In a hurry, he stopped with a revolving leg, and with a snap, the heavy wooden table was directly kicked in two!

But he didn't have time to take his legs back, and Wang Jie had already collapsed and reached the front.

A shuttlecock hooked his leg and pulled the crow's ankle. The clenched iron fist moved towards his calf and the three legs were three heavy hammers!

The crow screamed and fell backward.

The little brothers behind them looked flustered, and hurriedly stepped forward to hold them.

The crow staggered on its feet for several steps before stopping, but the whole right leg seemed to be broken, and the pain was so severe that big beads of sweat dripped out of his face.

"I don't believe it, your bones are harder than a knife!"

The crow became angry with his left foot, and a desperate slash, hitting Wang Jie's head!

"That's it? Are you embarrassed to brag about yourself? You really think of yourself as Dongxing Yaoyang!"

Wang Jie coldly looked at the falling blade, suddenly controlled his wrist, a folded hand, and severely grabbed the graffiti arm! At the same time, with his wrists, the crow's machete came out, turning into a stream of light, and instead fell into Wang Jie's hand.

"This knife becomes scrap metal for you to play with!"

After Wang Jie said, between the electric light and the fire shadow, the blade shook like a sawtooth in front of the crow, and he saw the crow's clothes, and a large opening appeared across the belly along with it!

The mouth was long and deep, and the white flesh was a little bit, and bright red blood oozes out of the flesh, and soon dyed the white shirt inside, and the screams of the crows resounded throughout the courtyard.

"Does it hurt to be beaten by someone you scolded for being a soft meal?"

Wang Jie smiled faintly, kicked out like lightning, the crow's body flew straight out, a perfect evil dog fell to the ground, and the whole face came into close contact with the concrete ground. His head was swollen and his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

"You...you just eat soft food, haha!" The crow sat up and leaned against the wall, smiling, bleeding from the corners of his mouth: "Boy, in front of so many people, why do you want to kill me? I don’t believe it, can you kill these dozen or so people? Come on, I’m not afraid of death!"

Wang Jie's leather shoes clattered, step by step, stepped forward, raised his leg, and stepped on the acupuncture points in the three feet that he had just beaten!

The crow twitched all over, looking at the knife that Wang Jie slowly raised.

"Come on, you have a kind, continue to shout, who is eating soft rice? Continue to say, are you afraid of death..."

"me……"

When Wang Jie's blade passed the shoulder, the crow suddenly closed his eyes and said loudly, "No, brother, I... I am willing to follow you and give me a chance..."

"Follow me? Do you think I harvested tatters?"

Wang Jie's expression was gloomy, and the blade was tilted at a seventy-five degree angle...

But at this moment, the vulture suddenly came to the front, a knife that had robbed Wang Ji, and cut it down without hesitation!

"You can see clearly, it's my sword!" The vulture threw the blood-filled machete in front of the crow's little brothers, and said fiercely.

Wang Jie was taken aback, then smiled and patted Ma Liu on the shoulder.

The dozen or so brothers of the crow shook their heads dumbly and buzzed like a fly: "I...we didn't see anything, we didn't see..."

The vulture snorted and said to Wang Jie: "Brother Jie, how do you deal with these people?"

Wang Jie turned his back and said with a smile: "I have a test for you, and Fan Xiaolin also asked me whether it's the head wolf or the wolf extermination den. Now the question is left to you, what do you decide to do?"

The vulture hesitated for a moment, turned around and looked at the dozen or so people. It stands to reason that for his 30 people, destroying the dozen or so garlics was just a matter of holding it. It's just that a dozen lives are not that simple.

"Brother Jie, I think it's better to kill the wolf." The vulture said seriously: "Wolf-killing den is a bit cruel, besides, I have also been mixed up at their age, and I am not like a fly. Follow Morey, Morey. What are you talking about? Now think about it. I have done a lot of stupid things. Give them a chance..."

Wang Jie nodded and said, "Xiaoen raises the nobles. You are right to let them go. However, it is very important to set the rules. Otherwise, Xiaoen will become great, and Daen will become a big enmity."

"Yes, I must behave properly!" The vulture turned around and said, "You are so deaf. I can't tell that Brother Jie has spared you not to die?"

When the few people heard this, they knelt down in front of Wang Jie and thanked them again and again.

Wang Jie sniffed, frowned and said, "So angry, who is urinating!"

Several people involuntarily isolated one of them. This person is the one who recognized Wang Jie just now...

"Yeah, brother, I'm afraid! Why are you so afraid of it!" Wang Jie asked with a smile.

The man was pale and stammered: "I...I don't know you, I'm talking nonsense, I really don't know you..."

"It's okay, it's okay to know me!" Wang Jie took the person's hand and carried it in front of him, faintly said: "I have something to say first, whoever urinates, let it be the first one. But..."

A "but" means a turning point, and this person trembles suddenly.

"Haha, don't be nervous!" Wang Jie said, "I mean, not only let you go, I also want you to follow the sixth brother, the fragrant and spicy, but you have to tell me the truth, you guys. Who is the boss doing for?"

This person had been scared a long time ago, and he blurted out without thinking: "It's Lu Mingzhi, the son of Continental Chairman Lu Yuliang, Lu Mingzhi..."