The Special Crazy Soldiers of the Beautiful President

"Fuck your mother, who the hell are you? I'm looking for Huang Daji, and I'll call him out quickly, and I'll ask him something!"

Brother Bangchui is 1 meters tall, and he wears a pair of high-pitched leather boots under his feet. He looks a little taller than Chen Wu. Now he is so powerful, condescending, and his eyes are shining, which is very rare in society. If Chen Wu is not a scumbag, then there is no such thing as Chen Wu's scum.

Chen Wu smiled, "Brother Ji is drunk, what's the matter, you can tell me the same thing."

Up to now, Chen Wu still doesn't understand. After all, he didn't know about such a character as Brother Bangchui, "I'll tell you, you can fucking decide, I'll ask him for someone, you know the one named Chen Wu No?"

This shit is actually looking for Chen Wu. Chen Wu was trembling at the time but he soon felt relieved, "I am, why are you looking for me?"

Emma admitted it straight away. The bastard boy finally let go of his heart at this moment. If Chen Wu didn't admit it, he would definitely stand up and identify Chen Wu.

After all, Brother Bangchui is quite fun in Huadu's society. Let's just say that, except for Brother Epilepsy, Bangchui is not afraid of anyone, and he doesn't buy anyone's blame.

It was once rumored that Brother Bangchui chased down twenty or thirty big bastards alone with a watermelon knife. That was a sensational anecdote on Huadu Road a few years ago.

"You are? Good boy, you are actually here, so let me ask you something, did you beat Liu Daneng? Do you fucking know who Brother Daneng is?"

Brother Bangchui was already intent on killing people, but he couldn't tell from his appearance at all. This was just a camouflage for a social person, and if he really wanted to kill someone capable of doing something, it was absolutely impossible for people to see it.

But Chen Wu had already seen some signs, with a ray of see-through light, he had already checked the aura of the stick, and there was a dark evil spirit and death energy on the top of this kid's forehead!

The evil spirit means that he can hurt people, and the dead spirit means that this kid may not live long.

Chen Wu stared at it blankly, knowing it in his mind, this time he just had to do it, and if something happened, it was none of his business, God wanted to accept him, he was just a beauty of heaven!

"Brother Bangchui, right? Let's just say that Liu Daneng was indeed made by me. Why are you still not convinced today and want to stand up for Liu Daneng?"

Chen Wu didn't plan to make a move first, look at what Bangchui said, Brother Bangchui is very arrogant, he waved his right hand in the air, full of domineering, his fingers almost poked Chen Wu's forehead, "You can do it, actually today I'm looking for you, it's okay, I just asked you to borrow something, dig out two kidneys from your body, I'll see if you have turned into a donkey, why are you so blind, who the hell is not good for you, why? Spend my big brother, shit!"

Before he started, Brother Bangchui still wanted to pretend to be aggressive. From his point of view, Chen Wu was a bit stronger, and the rest was really nothing special. He could handle such a stunned young man with one hand.

Chen Wu smiled, "Then try it, my two things are really big, I feel old and heavy, if you can really take them out, I have to thank you, don't I?"

Chen Wu had nothing to be afraid of, but he was surrounded by five No. 60 people. Ever since he was promoted to the first level of Qi Wu, he had long wanted to try the power of his fists!

"I'm stupid, who the hell are you, dare to come to my house to tease people, who knows who I am, I'm your fucking brother!"

Brother Ji was a little drunk, but even so, he walked out staggeringly, still holding a knife in his hand, a deadly shiny three-edged scraper!

When Bang Chui saw Brother Chicken, his face turned cold, "Brother Chicken? I've never heard of you. You look like you. You've been fooled. Come here and stab me in the neck. How dare you? ?”

Arrogant, Bang Chui really doesn't give Ji Ge a little face, Ji Ge walked up without saying a word, he is not tall enough, almost half of his head shorter than Bang Chui, "Bang Chui, right? Wear crotch pants, shit!"

Stab la la, brother Ji's sword skills are good, as fast as a tiger, he didn't stab the mallet's neck violently, the knife went down the plate, and went directly to the thigh of the mallet, with a slap, click!

The mallet spread out with his left hand, stretched out violently, and pinched Brother Ji's wrist, "Let go! With this little ability, I really don't know what you are doing, you idiot!"

I pinched it, but my thumb suddenly snapped, and the gleaming three-edged scraper actually moved very fast. Brother Ji made an alley-oop with his left hand, and stabbed it beautifully, stabbed it!

The knife pierced through the rough thigh until it had no handle, and more than 30 centimeters of violent blood spattered in the air, "Play with me, your chicken brother is a master of knives, fuck you damn trash! "

Brother Ji not only stabbed Brother Bangchui in a daze, but he also kicked his right foot, kicking Bangchui's chest desperately, thump, thud, Brother Bangchui really fell this time, he never expected it, right here Xiao Xiaolong was walking in the streets, hiding dragons and crouching tigers, and was stunned to see such a fierce swordsman!

"Fuck me, stupid, fuck, you wait for me, I will fucking kill you, brothers, fuck me, fuck him!"

Brother Bangchui is basically dead right now, the three-edged scraper instantly made his combat power plummet, and he was stunned by the stabbing, "Fuck, who the hell dares to go up, I'll stab one after the other!" !"

Brother Ji really didn't give it for nothing, and now he jumped up in a daze, and took out two sharp daggers from his legs, which were three inches long, but he could tell that the craftsmanship was exquisite, stabbing several people to death with the knife edge was absolutely impossible roll!

Seeing this kind of battle, the fifty or sixty bastards at the door were a little stunned. I dare to bump into a social expert this time, and they are all fucking bastards!

"Wu, do you want to have a handle?"

Brother Ji nunuzui, standing at the same level as Chen Wu, Chen Wu waved his hand, his eyes arrogant and fierce, "I don't need a knife, Brother Chicken, I like to fight with fists to the flesh. It's cool."

Chen Wu stood still, stretched out a hand, and hooked his fingers together, "Come on, don't be shy, if you have any ability, just use it, if you can't kill me, I raised you fucking, fuck!"

Awesome, majestic, majestic!

"Fuck, what the hell are you doing in a daze, hurry up!"

There was a three-edged spatula inserted into the mallet's thigh, and it was covered in blood at the moment. Fortunately, the blade hadn't been pulled out, otherwise he would have finished playing by now, and he would have to be hospitalized if he didn't die!

Brother Bangchui was quite good at speaking, a few gunmen didn’t move, and some of them were holding big metal baseball bats in their hands, but they were about to move. Chen Wu was not polite when he saw this, he raised a pair of fists and stood in front of him. A bastard, punched hard!

The wind of the fist brought a violent wave, bang, bang, bang, the bastard didn't even have time to react, and he was directly blown away by [dry until he flew out, there was a No. , fell down.

"Fighting cattle across the mountain!"

Chen Wu's feet jumped on the spot, and they exchanged, bringing out an afterimage. The five gunmen in the crowd took out their spray guns at the same time, raised their guns, and said, "You motherfucker, go to hell!"