There is something in my mouth

Before the boy could respond, the most bloated of the three members of the Red Scarf Party suddenly said, "Eh? Look, isn't this the little boy from An's family who will never grow up? It's really a pleasure to meet you."

Although the words were said in this way, the other party's tone was not the slightest surprise, but with some obvious malicious ridicule.

The sword-bearer seemed a little confused, and asked, "What An Chengyue are you talking about?"

"Exactly."

The remaining one had a monkey-cheeked face with a sharp mouth and eyes as small as beans, and looked the boy up and down, and then he disapproved: "That's not right, look at this little doll, who looks juicy and juicy, she looks like a pretty little girl at first glance, so how could it be that?" Mr. An? And she doesn't even look more than ten years old, and that kid An Chengyue has been famous in Donglu as early as ten years ago."

The sword-bearer nodded, and responded in a serious manner: "No, under the watchful eyes of thousands of people in the Yuanqing Daotai, he was beaten to pieces by Tianhexing, and then he clamored that he was just not in good condition. Being severely rejected by the other party, it is difficult not to be famous."

The sharp-mouthed monkey touched his chin, and said: "And I vaguely remember that it was a young man with a masculine face."

"It's not just the face, the An Chengyue in my impression also has an extremely strong figure, which is [-]% similar to his father An Shili, so it is absolutely impossible for him to be such a delicate little girl."

"Indeed."

They seem to have reached a consensus on this issue, and at this moment, the fat monk said leisurely: "You don't know, the young master An Chengyue has stopped growing his body since he was ten years old, and because he inherited his mother's beauty, So even though he is 30 years old now, he is still petite, delicate and tender. In order not to damage the majesty of An Jia, he transformed into a handsome, mighty, masculine image in front of people."

The two looked at each other, first a little surprised, and then showed a clear look.

"It turns out, no wonder."

"Although it is essentially an act of self-deception, thinking from Mr. An's point of view, it does have its own embarrassment and difficulties."

"Be pitied."

"Forgiveness."

After the two sang together, the fat man in the middle asked with a smile, "I'm not wrong, Mr. An?"

Wu Shi noticed that An Chengyue's left hand had already tightly clenched into a fist when the fat man on the opposite side had just spoken.As the performance of the three continued to advance, the tip of the big knife in that guy's hand raised and lowered many times.

Wu Shi thought to himself, since everyone is so angry, why don't you just start fighting?Could it be that the An family's upbringing is to treat people with respect even if someone steps on their face?

In his impression, if the son of the family in the script had encountered such a thing, he would have swung his long sword while saying "too much deceit", or directed his own thugs to attack.

An Chengyue's subordinates were more in line with Wu Shi's expectations, and they were the first to shout angrily: "You reckless people are extremely rude!"

He pinched Qili with one hand, and grabbed the slender scimitar that appeared out of nowhere with the other, already ready to go.It seems that as long as An Chengyue gives an order, he will instantly go to the opponent like an arrow from the string, raise the knife in his hand and drop it, and take the enemy's head.

But no matter what, the Righteous Lord is very able to hold his breath.

At least, on the surface.

He signaled his subordinates to restrain themselves with his eyes, and said with a sneer, "It is indeed what you said, Wang Da."

Wang Da showed a big smile, the fat on his face was squeezed together: "Thanks to Master An for remembering me."

"How can you not remember? At the banquet of the Donglu family, your appearance was the most impressive."

"..." Wang Da's smile suddenly became stiff.

"It seems that you will always have a bad memory when you get older. Do you need me to help you remember it? When you first came in, you were stuck in the flower pavilion corridor because you were too fat, and you were judged by all the guests. You tried your best You failed to get it out, but hooked your clothes on the rail. When the servant came to rescue you, you staged a show of bursting your clothes in public. That’s all. Your little wife happened to be passing by, and she fainted from the shock of your shameless behavior..."

"She suddenly fell ill, what does it have to do with me?!"

"When everyone thinks it's related, the real reason is not so important. Wang Da, you should understand such a simple truth?" An Chengyue asked rhetorically.

"shut up!"

"But your friend seems to be very interested. I'd better make things easier for others. I remember that the banquet host was furious and ordered you to be arrested. As a result, the little wife woke up and made an astonishing move, which made the banquet host even more angry. Feeling ashamed..."

"Shut up!"

An Chengyu naturally wouldn't shut up, and even talked more and more interested.

The old black history that was already dusty was ruthlessly torn apart, and Wang Da was very angry.He gasped and stared at this side, the fat on his face was shaking constantly: "Wow, wow..."

Wu Shi suddenly realized that it turned out that An Chengyue didn't do anything directly, it turned out to be able to fight back!Talking without dirty words, but being able to ruthlessly tear apart the opponent's scars, successfully making the opponent feel as disgusted as eating shit, this will definitely bring extremely high pleasure!

After all, that guy An Chengyue didn't even clenched his fists anymore, which shows how much the resentment in his heart has been relieved.

Wu Shi couldn't help thinking about it, and found that in Shanshuimen, only the senior brother and the third senior sister seemed to be able to reach such a level.The second senior brother has always been cold and ignorant of others, the fourth senior brother is always lost in the wilderness, and rarely has the opportunity to confront people, and the younger junior sister is lazy by nature, and she is not willing to spend time honing her oral skills at all.As for myself...

Ha ha.

Wang Da over there calmed down a little bit, and immediately retorted: "I am upright and open, unlike a certain young master of the An family who imitated his father because he was dissatisfied with his image as a young girl, and used the illusion technique Create a virtual masculine image in public. Self-deception is ridiculous!"

"..."

"How many people do you think don't know that you actually look like a ten-year-old girl?" Seeing that the companion next to him didn't respond, he frowned and snorted coldly.

The two immediately sneered a few times, making it clear that they also belonged to the ranks of "knowing" and that they were just putting on a disgusting scene.

Regarding this, Wu Shi thought, I don't know.

But then he thought that he had no reason to support a nobleman who pretended to be the Red Turban Party and robbed him. This would probably not be appreciated by An Chengyue, and it would also arouse the resentment of the other three. Unflattering thing.So Wu Shi shut his mouth tightly, glanced left and right, and began to think of ways to leave here.

The area where they are now is the Chimu Plain, and the crimson land is endless as far as the eye can see.The two bloody BMWs pulling the cart were nowhere to be found, and only a light yellow carriage stood quietly beside him, with scars all over the carriage and a big hole in the bottom.

Wu Shi lowered his head to look at his feet, which belonged to the homeboy who lived in a small house all the year round, and recalled Qili's running speed, and reluctantly admitted that if he wanted to make the carriage move, he could only rely on a dead dog.

But whether the dead dog has enough strength to pull the cart is one question, and whether he is willing to pull the cart is another question.

Even if the dead dog is strong enough to pull the cart, he is willing to pull the cart. How can he save him from the strong man quietly is another headache.

For a moment, Wu Shi felt that he might as well just leave like this.Anyway, I have the ultimate weapon, come to kill Tunsha, tried and failed.What's more, these people in front of them are just some little guys, just like the aggressive and golden guy two days ago, it's not a problem.

But the next moment, the exhortations of the master and senior brother resurfaced in Wu Shi's mind.

"Be low-key, keep low-key. Pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger or something. If you do it too many times, you will be exposed. Naturally, it won't be shocking."

The restlessness in my heart calmed down instantly.Wu Shi thought that he had only made a high profile on the mountain not long ago, so it would be better not to commit crimes so frequently.Otherwise, let's not talk about the question of shocking or not. If it reaches the ears of some enemies, there will be troubles in the days to come.

So he decided to wait and see.

What he didn't expect was that he decided to wait and see on his side, while the fierce verbal confrontation on the other side completely turned into a melee of swords, lights and swords.

And because it was three against two, the group of Red Turbans naturally classified him as a combat target.I saw several sword lights slashing across, and the thin man holding a rapier was running towards him with gloomy eyes.

Wu Shi immediately shouted: "An Chengyue and I are not on the same team!"

The man said coldly: "So what, as long as you are not with us, you should fight!"

Good guy, I can't even keep a low profile now!