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Chapter 270 The Brave Wu Dalang (Thirteen)

(thirteen)
It's no wonder that Pan Jinlian's love for Wu Song has sprouted...

Everyone has a love for beauty, and who doesn't want to appreciate a little bit of beauty.

Even in her era, Wu Song would have a group of little fans who cried and called the male god to marry him and make him a monkey.

So, she couldn't understand it.

"It's you youngsters who dare to bully my elder brother?"

Wu Song's voice is full of innate pride, even if it is fierce, it can still make people hear the pride, and they can't help but feel admiration.

Shengge scratched her palm...

What is the gap, this is the gap.

There is no harm if there is no comparison, and when there is a comparison, it will immediately pierce the heart.

Shengge knew her own image well, even if she said it was obscene, she couldn't refuse it.

The little hooligans were instantly scared...

I always feel that I will become the big tiger that has been skinned and cramped.

Chirp chirp (_).

They knew they were wrong.

thump……

There was no need for Wu Song to make a move, those little ruffians spontaneously knelt on the ground.

It's like being infected by Shengge, there is no most pitiful, only more pitiful.

Wu Song was silent...

The clenched fist didn't know whether to stretch it out or retract it as if nothing happened.

On one side is the crying and pitiful elder brother, and on the other side is the little ruffian who has turned into a dog before he can make a move.

Is this the little ruffian in Yanggu County who can't fight like that?
At this level, can he still become a hooligan?

Give me a break.

"What about the stolen items?"

Wu Song snorted coldly, and slammed his fist heavily on the ground.

Shengge only felt his scalp tingling, especially when he saw that the protruding part of Wu Song's clenched fist was already bleeding.

Deterrence is deterrence, why self-harm...

At first glance, the degree of rough skin and thick flesh is not as good as hers.

Sheng Ge smacked his lips, feeling extremely disgusted, and felt more and more that he could fight a tiger with his bare hands.

Not only did Pan Jinlian not be so frightened that her face turned pale and she screamed again and again, but her beautiful eyes were full of splendor, and she admired her indescribably.

A man should have such courage, whether it is to defend the family and the country, or to take care of his wife and children.

If not, how can he be called an upright man.

"Return, we return."

Can't we do it?

If you can't say something well, you have to do it, it hurts to watch.

"Wudoutou, can you give the little ones some time."

"Those things from the past were pawned by the little ones, and it took some effort to get them together."

"Wudoutou, the little one is telling the truth."

The little hooligans want to cry but have no tears, and have completely lost the idea of ​​​​resisting.

These two brothers are more vicious than the other.

The real person doesn't show his face, no wonder Wu Dalang is so good at reaching out.

"Two days."

"Once the two days are up, if you don't come to return it, I'll let my younger brother beat you to the point of crying and crying."

()︹︺)Humph

Shengge vividly interprets the image of a dog bullying others.

Grandpa...

Look at how this appellation has changed, it's just short of being brilliant.

Pan Jinlian couldn't bear to look directly at Sheng Ge's appearance of being such a villain.

Her uglier than her husband...

How unlucky is she to have such a husband.

But why did she have a vague feeling that the Doubi who stood on the stool in the morning of Wuda was a little handsome, and he was more secretive than Wu Song.

Wu Song's domineering and mighty are exposed, what about Wuhan University.

Either an idiot, or a showman who can endure.

She was blind, she had to go back quickly to wash her eyes and rest.

……

"Thank you, Uncle Wu."

"Thank you Wudutou."

"The little one must change his face and be a new man from today on."

The little hooligans are grateful one by one, everything is easy to talk about if they are alive.

This Wu Song looks so vicious, they are afraid...

"and many more……"

Shengge's eyes lit up immediately, and he stopped the little hooligans under his feet who were eager to leave here.

The hearts of the little ruffians jumped, why didn't they find Wu Dalang so difficult before.

"Uncle Wu, what do you want me to tell you?"

The little hooligan had a mournful face, but he tried his best to put on a flattering smile, as distorted as he wanted.

"Change your appearance and take me with you." Sheng Ge looked expectant, with indescribable enthusiasm.

Ever since she came to this world, she began to worry about how to get rid of this short and ugly image.

……

……

The stars in the sky are shining brightly: anchor, you are in a daze...

If you walk too wavy, your waist will flash: The anchor is not in a daze, but desperately wants to be beautiful. After all, there is a beautiful wife, so the pressure is huge.

……

"Uncle Wu, you are a well-known benevolent person. Those of us who have committed many evil deeds can really be compared with you..."

The little hooligans really couldn't keep the flattering smiles on their faces.

I just want to cry, please let me go.

In their hearts before, Wu Dalang was definitely a kind person and a boy who was good at money.

As long as there is a shortage, they will come to Wu Dalang's house to get some confidently, and by the way, tease the beautiful and delicious Pan Jinlian.

Those days may be gone forever.

After all, the great good man has already begun to show his fangs, waiting to tear them apart all the time.

I swear to God, they will definitely go around when they see Wu Dalang in the future.

Obviously they were the ones who were beaten, and they were also the victims, but why are they the ones begging for mercy and pretending to be pitiful now?

"Look at my sincere face, I really sincerely ask for advice."

Hearing this, Pan Jinlian silently added in her heart, look at your ugly face.

There is no sincerity, only ugliness...

"Uncle Wu, please be gentle with your methods."

"The little one really had eyes but didn't know Mount Tai in the past. As long as you are willing to let the little one go, you will be the only one who will follow the little one in the future."

The leader of the little ruffian, the young man who teased Pan Jinlian and claimed to be his son, also hugged Shengge's calf...

The blood falling drop by drop from the back of Wu Song's hand was like a sharp knife against his neck, making him afraid.

Uh……

Shengge raised an eyebrow, is leg hugging popular these days?
"How stingy..."

Shengge also knew that he was in a difficult situation, so he simply curled his lips, broke away from the young man's hand and went back into the house.

This farce took a long time, and the performance was a bit involved, exhausting.

As if they were pardoned, the little hooligans finally burst into tears and ran away while crying.

The stunned and depressed people who watched the play didn't know what to say, and they didn't know what to say...

Excuse me, what are they doing to mobilize so many people?

Do you want to watch a play?
Isn't it said that it is good to seek justice for the sufferer, and then bring the perpetrators to justice?

But what did they do.

The plaintiff ran away in fright, but the defendant looked at ease and was still leisurely.

Wudutou, is this considered favoritism and malpractice, covering up sinners?

This thought flashed through their minds, but this Wu Dalang didn't look like he could fight ten against one.

On the contrary, Pan Jinlian is still amazing.

Alas, a flower stuck in cow dung.

　I went to self-study for two nights.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)