my beauty

When Xiao Shaofu heard this consistently lazy voice, tears welled up in his eyes.

This is Ye Chen's voice!Xiao Shaofu firmly remembered this voice!

Ye Chen can save her the first time, so he can save her the second and third time, and even more times!

Sure enough, the man who suddenly appeared behind the fat man in the red cloak was Ye Chen.

"Old guy, I didn't expect you to prepare a helper in this small valley!" said the thin man.

"Even if there is a helper, today, here is your burial place!" The tall man and the thin man exchanged a look, and rushed out with one step.

The tall man is not the leader of this battle, the fat man is.

The tall man joined the bee-killing trio to serve as the soldiers' meat shields.

His function is to take a beating in order to create opportunities for the thin man to make a shot.

For this day, the three worked together to prepare countless times and practiced for nearly two years.

They all know that Bumblebee's outstanding kung fu cannot be solved by three or two moves.

If that was the case, three years ago, Bumblebee would not have singled out the four masters of the Red Devils.

The thin man counted the tall man's steps, and when the tall man took his second and a half steps, he shot suddenly.

At this moment, the old smoker also moved.

With Ye Chen restraining the fat man, the old smoker no longer has any worries. Although he doesn't know who Ye Chen is, what he knows is that Ye Chen is a friend rather than an enemy, and that's enough.

A duel between masters is often a difference of one move.

The old smoker leaned over and lowered his head, his right leg came out from the barb behind him, and kicked the tall man's head with a snap.

At the same time, the thin man's kick hit the old smoker's abdomen again.

The old smoker sucked in his stomach, then backed away suddenly.

There was a "pop", similar to the sound of a watermelon bursting. In the thin man's horrified and inexplicable eyes, the tall man's head burst open like a big watermelon hit by a boulder, and the ground was blood red.

The nickname of the bumblebee is not for nothing. This trick, called the bumblebee tail-back needle, is the famous stunt of the old smoker.

No matter what kind of shoes the old smoker changes into, there will always be a thickened steel plate on the sole, and there will always be some densely packed small nails on the steel plate.

The so-called fists and feet, the old smoker is not good at fists, but feet.

"Hmm..." At the same time that the tall man fell to the ground and died, Old Smoker also groaned, and blood flowed out from between the fingers where Old Smoker was holding his abdomen.

In the thin man's hand, there was a gleaming dagger, dripping blood, the blood of the old smoker.

"Two to two, it's a pity that we are the ones who won in the end." The thin man laughed loudly, as if he didn't care much about the tall man's death.

"We are three people." Xiao Shaofu hates this kind of man who doesn't treat women as human beings the most, but it's because Ye Chen is here. If Ye Chen didn't come, Xiao Shaofu wouldn't say such a thing To stimulate each other.

"He, half." The thin man pointed to the injured old smoker. "You, too, are half."

"Is your math taught by a physical education teacher?" Ye Chen was a little dissatisfied with the thin man's calculation method, how could he be considered a person?A man like himself who is unparalleled in the world should be counted as a thousand-strong army.

Of course, there is a big problem with the thin man's calculation method. Ye Chen pointed out: "As for you, you can only be counted as half of us, so we should be the ones who win."

"Half a person?" Even if the thin man's physical education teacher teaches mathematics part-time, the thin man can't imagine that his side will be half a person.

"Because that pig will soon turn into a pig's head." Ye Chen said lazily, "And you, at most, are half a person, because next, I will turn you into a eunuch."

"You are a pig! Your whole family is a pig!" No matter how good the fat man is, he now understands that the pig Ye Chen said refers to himself. He is obviously not a pig, but a wolf, a pervert, okay?

"Pig, if you don't believe me, you can give it a try." Ye Chen said encouragingly with a smile.

After finishing speaking, Ye Chen brought Xiao Shaofu to the boulder on his own, and helped Xiao Shaofu who was restless to sit down: "Sister Xiao, take a rest first."

Immediately, Ye Chen came to Old Smoker again, "I'll stop the bleeding for you."

"Okay." The old smoker said with difficulty.

"Boy, you are too arrogant!" As the team leader of the three-person team, the fat man yelled sharply: "Don't think that if you have one more person, you have a chance of winning! Hand over the woman wisely, and my previous promise still stands. You are a whole corpse!"

"Well, it turns out that you are not only a pig, but also an idiot." Ye Chen suddenly felt that there are too many idiots in this world, and a man as great as himself has appeared, and this pig-headed idiot even wants to beat Xiao Shao Fu and Sister Xiao The idea is downright idiotic. "Go, sister Xiao is over there, as long as you take a step, you can meet your goddess in your heart."

"Go!" The fat man glanced at the thin man and ordered sharply.

After finishing speaking, the fat man jumped up and rushed towards Ye Chen.

Holding a bloody dagger, the thin man rushed towards the injured old smoking gun with a grinning grin.

"boom!"

Without warning, a burst of fire suddenly appeared in midair, a hissing burning fireball, mixed with a man's painful cry.

"Ah..." The thin man was so frightened that he stood there with a terrified face, unable to move.

It was none other than the team leader of their three-person team, that lustful fat man who was burning.

A burnt smell, mixed with the aroma of burning barbecue, wafted over with the wind.

"Ahh..." The thin man held his belly in disgust, and spat it out.

The thin man's concentration is not weak, at least when the tall man's head is smashed into a rotten watermelon, he can still talk and laugh.

In the usual training of the Red Devils, watching the scenes of blood and guns splattering when shooting criminals is one of the simplest required courses.

But in the compulsory courses, the scene of burning a living person has never been staged.

Ye Chen leaned forward and kicked the skinny man's crotch. Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of egg breaking, and the egg white and yolk shattered all over the floor.

The thin man was in so much pain that he passed out from the pain.

Until this time, the burning of the fat man in mid-air was considered to be over. With a bang, a burnt corpse fell to the ground.

The burning was still going on, and a gust of wind blew over, leaving the fat man with no bones left.

"I'm sorry, I didn't manage the heat properly. I didn't cook the braised pork head meat. I'm not a good cook." Ye Chen apologized embarrassedly and said, hey, no matter how great a man is, he is not a good decathlon player, until now Only then did Ye Chen finally understand this.

"But you are definitely a good killer!" Old Smoker, with Ye Chen's help, had stopped the bleeding from his abdomen, and couldn't help but praise.

"I'm not a killer." Ye Chen said modestly, "I'm just a butcher who kills pigs."