I’m Picking Up Pieces in PUBG

"Sect Master Ji, dare to ask Guizong where is this tough gang?"

The ghost king let the masked man sit down, still half-believing.

"It's normal for the King of Ghosts to not know it when the Xia Zongmen is far north of Kunlun."

"Then what kind of grievances are there between Sect Master Ji and Jiang Siming?"

The masked man sighed when he heard the words, and said: "It's true that I passed through Dongzhou with my wife a few years ago, eating hot pot and singing songs, and suddenly I was robbed by a bandit!"

"This bandit is Jiang Siming. He is powerful and I can't beat him. He covets my wife's beauty and robs people's girls!"

"So I worked hard and vowed to take revenge!"

Speaking of sadness, the mask man cried even more.

"This Jiang Siming is really hateful, he claims to be authentic, but what he does is no different from my evil spirits."

"Yes, before the Demon Cult attacked the Qingyun Gate, this guy was cruel. Not only did he kill the countless elites of our Demon Cult, but he also robbed us and killed others.

"Isn't it? This guy is also proficient in puppetry. Before the Sect Master of the Wandu Sect was killed by him, he also detained his soul and became his ghost slave. I really don't know if he is the devil or we are the devil."

"Compared with him, I feel like I am a gentleman!"

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The big guys all expressed their opinions one after another, sneered at Jiang Siming, quite despising.

The ghost king looked at Ji Erbang Ying, feeling pity for the same illness in his heart.

He patted Jill Bangying on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "I can fully understand how you feel."

"Really? Brother Ghost King, your wife was also robbed by him?" Ji Erbangying asked immediately.

The old face of the ghost king was green, and he said in a deep voice, "Of course not, but my daughter and sister were both snatched by him."

"Then why is your wife not being robbed? It must be your wife who is not good-looking." Jierbangying said.

The ghost king's face turned black immediately, and he said in a bad mood: "My wife is dead long ago!"

"Oh, it turned out to be so, sorry, sorry." Jierbangying apologized hypocritically.

The King of Ghosts didn't want to be entangled in this issue. As more and more people from the magic way came to join, he started walking to the hall and began to plan this plan to conspirate to destroy the Blue Cloud Gate.

During the period, the restaurant will serve everyone with delicious food so that you can eat and drink and get on the road...Bah, it's a good action.

While listening to the ghost king’s plan, everyone sipped their wine and food.

But there is one who is like a starving ghost reborn, eating feasts and feasting without image.

It was the masked man, who took off half of the mask, opened his mouth, and began to eat husseeds.

"Everyone eats, there are so many delicious foods. We don't have this kind of high-end restaurant. We eat noodles and buns every day. Besides, there are people inviting guests to eat!"

The masked man didn't forget to share it with everyone. He grabbed a pig's head and gnawed it up.

"I will show you one, three mouths and one pig, remember to applaud!"

The ghost king looked at the masked man's table, his expression was twitching, he seriously suspected that this kid was here to make trouble.

But the opponent's strength is so strong, and when he said that his wife was snatched away, he burst into tears, not like lying to him.

The ghost king had no choice but to endure it.

He endured it, but some people couldn't understand this masked man.

"Damn, haven't you eaten in your previous life?" The new buddy at the table next to him patted the table and pointed at the masked man.

The masked man replied generously: "To be precise, I haven't eaten for three days. I came here all the way from Kunlun North Desert. By the way, don't you reimburse the travel expenses?"

"This is a high-end place, let me get out of here!" Another demon monk said in contempt.

"What is a soil bun? I have only heard of meat buns, milk buns, and soil buns?" The mask man asked in surprise.

"which unit are you in!"

"Me? I said, I'm from a hard state gang, a small unit, a small unit, hehe." The masked man grinned.

"No cultivation at all, no mastery demeanor at all."

"Master demeanor? I have it, but I am too hungry, plus these things are so fragrant, don't eat white, don't eat." The masked man said and began to eat again.

"This is really a dung stick!" An elegant demon monk said contemptuously.

The masked man paused eating, smiled and nodded, and said modestly: "Yes, yes, you said too much, I'm a **** stick."

This elegant monk just wanted to laugh at this person as a stubborn bully.

Unexpectedly, the masked man would let him go violently in the next sentence: "But you said I was a poop-chucking stick, I am a stick at any rate, then you are... shit? You call everyone shit... Isn't this great?"

"Fuck, Feng Wuhen, why do you say it again, who is shit!"

"Cao his grandma has no trace of wind, dare to scold Lao Tzu as shit, and see if Lao Tzu will not beat you to death!"

"Fight! Give me a fight!"

"Oh, I didn't mean that, it's this kid...ah..."

...

There was a lot of chaos in the restaurant, originally only two people were fighting.

The masked man secretly took out a handful of copper coins from under the table and flew towards the foreheads of several demons.

"Ouch! Who! Who beat me! Is it you!"

"I didn't move."

"It's you! I just made a joke at you when I came in just now, and then you held a grudge and died for the Lord!"

"It's Lao Tzu! Who beat me?"

....

These demon monks are all arrogant and domineering at first, and their tempers are just a little bit.

After being messed up by the masked man, he immediately started fighting.

The more you fight, the more people are involved, and the more impressed, the greater the calmness.

This folk restaurant was quickly crumbling and collapsed.

This is the case, these people are not over yet, continue to pinch.

The ghost king was completely dumbfounded, what kind of thing is this special meow? Didn’t you come to the party to discuss attacking Qingyunmen?

Why are you still fighting here?

In desperation, the ghost king quickly came out and shouted: "Don't fight, stop, you guys don't fight anymore~"

The ghost king still has the face, and many monks are ready to stop.

Ghost King Yixi thought it was useful.

Unexpectedly, the masked man threw the fragrant pig's head in his hand, grabbed a demon monk, and asked angrily: "Did you kid steal my money!"

"Who stole your money?"

"I want to deny it. Why is there a quarter of a dollar in my pocket? Then you must have taken it! Looking for a fight!"

After the mask man finished speaking, he punched the opponent into panda eyes.

The ghost king still wanted to persuade, but found that the pig head thrown by this kid happened to hit him in the face.

"Fuck! Zhang Xiaofan, beat me up!" The ghost king was furious and immediately greeted Zhang Xiaofan behind him.

For a time, the outside of the restaurant was extremely lively, and a group of cultivators fought hard and fought hard.

The people around were hiding far away, and mortals wouldn't dare to come close to such a fight by the gods.

The lord of this city came upon hearing the news.

Just about to stop sternly, the hand next to him pulled down his sleeve and said, "City Lord, you can't do it, it's all big guys, you can't offend it~"

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