Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

"what!"

She was swayed by her fist and slammed into her eyes, causing him to exclaim, and squinted and quickly retreated.

"Miss, how do you hit someone?"

Feng Jiu Evil smiles: "Don't you solve it with your fist? Since you sent it to your door, I just tickle it, then take your hands." The sound fell and the body flashed again.

Seeing this, the blue robe man let go and said: "In this case, the big lady should not blame me for being rude!" This time, he did not dodge, but greeted him, his fist slammed out against her. go with.

Unexpectedly, the good hand was caught by her hand, the other hand was smacked with her, and the sound of a double fist collided with it, accompanied by the painful sound of his voice from time to time, one did not observe, he only I felt that the whole person was suddenly mentioned, and fell to the ground.

"boom!"

"Ok!"

The sound of heavy fall accompanied his snoring sound, and the whole person was pressed to the ground. I didn’t know where the hand was taken by her. I was so soft and weak that I was buckled. I didn’t breathe in one breath, I saw the head-on fist. He waved at him again, and he was shocked and shouted: "Don't beat your face!"

"Hey!"

"Ah! How do you clean your face? Don't hit your face! Don't hit your face! Ah..."

When I heard the quiet guards think that something happened, I quickly watched it. Who knows that it was the name of Feng Wei who was slammed on the ground by Missy. For a time, they all widened their eyes, and some were incredible.

How did Missy fight Feng Wei? Is Feng Wei letting her?

"Well! My stomach! Ah! Don't, don't fight, Master, Master, Don't fight, I served..."

When the sound fell, she saw that her knees, which were half pressed against his stomach, finally lifted up. Then the breath was relieved, and the whole person relaxed, but when he was relieved and unprepared, a fist was smashed. The shot fell on his stomach, letting him bend like a ripe shrimp, and his face squinted with a sigh of relief.

"I, all, call, the master... Why are you, hit me..."

Feng Jiu stood up, smashed his clothes, smiled and looked at the man curled up on the ground with a nose and a swollen face. He said: "This last punch is taught by the master. When the danger is not lifted, don't relax your vigilance and know the pain. That will remember the lesson of this time."

Looking at the figure who clap his hands and walked into the room, he snorted and stood up with his teeth and endured his pain. He walked back and forth.

When the other men saw the men who walked in and turned around, they all flashed their mistakes in one eye. One of them was surrounded. The novelty asked: "What happened? How did you go out and turn around?" Hey, is it getting back with a swollen face?"

"Who is playing? In addition to the father and the owner, can anyone else beat you like this?"

"Hey! Can you ask me first? Didn't you see me hurt? Quickly, help me sit down and hurt me."

He grabbed the man's hand and took all his strength to him. He said, "Today, my sacrifice is big, but it is worth it."

"what happened?"

A few people were watching around him, seeing that his most handsome face on weekdays was labeled as a pig's head, and some people couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"This person is quite awkward to start, and he also specializes in picking your face. Hey, this injury can't be done for three or five days."