Douluo Fight God of War

Zhang Ruochen looked at Ma Hongjun who was playing tricks and Oscar who was crying in front of him. He held his forehead with his hand and said helplessly: "Rongrong, drag Xiao Ao to hide behind the tree first. When I fight with that wretched uncle, After you get up, you will give me a blessing state."

"Fat man, take all the sausages from Xiao Ao's hand, and pass the big sausage to me. You can do with the rest. Wife, please watch from the side. When I call your husband, don't hold back your hands to directly use the third soul skill. , let’s fight hard and beat the other side into confusion. If the other side is too good, just call your husband 666 and I’ll be fine.”

While Zhang Ruochen was speaking, a person walked out of the bungalow. Ma Hongjun saw the person walking out and quickly helped Ning Rongrong lift Oscar behind the tree. He quickly came to Zhang Ruochen's side and pointed with his finger as he walked out. The man gritted his teeth and said: "Brother Chen, this guy stole my opportunity and beat me. The most important thing is that he actually mocked my little brother."

When Zhang Ruochen heard Ma Hongjun's words, he directly turned his Huangpoxu eyes and looked in the direction of Ma Hongjun's finger.

The man who walked out of the bungalow was, as Ma Hongjun said: an uncle in his late forties, with dark skin, about 1.6 meters tall, a lewd smile, a shirt draped over his shoulders, and big pants. He put on his flip-flops and walked towards the street with great arrogance. The temperament he exuded was so vulgar and obscene.

I won’t go into other details, but let’s talk about the walking posture. Let's go for a walk. Let's walk properly. You have to walk shaking your head. What the hell, Brother Ming is possessed and I’m giving you a thread fruit, so you can go up to the sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun.

Just by glancing at it, Zhang Ruochen felt as if his eyes were going blind.

"Brother Chen, should we wait for him to come over or attack him directly?" Ma Hongjun looked at Zhang Ruochen beside him, who was rubbing his trigeminal nerve with one hand, and asked quickly.

Zhang Ruochen heard the questioning voice beside him and glanced at Ma Hongjun lightly, "Wait a minute, he didn't tell you about the fact that he hit you in front of you. He just insulted my eyes. I didn't think so for a second." I can’t wait any longer, this guy will definitely die today.”

After saying that, Zhang Ruochen rushed forward, instantly leaving Ma Hongjun and Ning Ningxue behind him, and kicked that wretched face with a flying kick.

I was unhappy at first, and I was humming a little tune. I was really happy as much as I wanted. First I bullied a little fat guy, and finally I got a big deal. How come my luck can be so good? Are you angry? Infuriating, hey, hey.

"I'm in a good mood today, sir, I'm going out for a walk with the birds."

"A Gintama Coin, a beauty holding it in my arms."

"Little fat brother Xiaooh, let me teach him."

"You don't learn well at a young age, ah"

Bu Le was humming a little tune and was working hard when he saw a figure running towards him, with his body on one side, trying to give way to the other party. He never thought that the other party came to hit him, and the final result was obvious.

The unknowing Bu Le was kicked away by Zhang Ruochen, drawing a perfect parabola in the air and landing ten meters away.

Zhang Ruochen looked at Bu Le who was lying on the ground, covering his face and moaning. He was not ready to stop at all. He touched the ground with his feet, leaving a wisp of smoke and dust on the spot. Zhang Ruochen's figure instantly appeared in front of Bu Le. , the left hand turned into a fist and fell directly.

boom

Smoke and dust rose.

Zhang Ruochen looked at the empty ground under his fist. He looked up and found Bu Le standing not far away, covering his nose that was still bleeding. A huge shoe was clearly printed on his wretched face. Seal, plus nosebleeds all over his face.

On the contrary, Zhang Ruochen found it more pleasing to the eye, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Hey, I am indeed a darling of art. Seeing how artistic the shoe prints on his face are, it makes such a wretched person look normal. Watching the nosebleed slowly flow between the shoe prints.

Oh my god, this is art.

But Zhang Ruochen was not prepared to keep this piece of art that he had inadvertently created.

The unhappiness at this time and Zhang Ruochen's indifference were completely two extremes. After Zhang Ruochen's kick, he felt like he was falling into hell, and the next blow was even more intense.