Domineering of the giants: the little sweetheart of the young army

Mo Jiu stared blankly at everything in front of him, shocked.

Nima!

Brother, when can't you come, do you have to come at this time?

This man's jealousy is like the water of the Yellow River flowing endlessly!

Mo Jiu immediately took two steps back, rubbed his nose in embarrassment, and looked at Rice with pity, uh, ahem, uncle, you wish for luck!

Rice was irritated by Mo Jiu's attitude of staying out of the way.

Damn, daughter, don't bring such a treat to the old man!

But he didn't have time to complain, because Long Qingtian's fist had already reached the tip of his nose.

Les immediately took two steps back, mastering the speed and strength just right, dodging Long Qingtian's punch, then Les got short, and shot towards Long Qingtian's waist with a spiral leg!

"Oh, brother, be careful!"

Mo Jiu called out.

Laston felt even worse in his heart!

Damn, when Dad was almost beaten by this brat, you didn't speak, but you actually reminded him at this time!

This brat is obviously No.1 in the world ranking alone!

Why!

Why!

Rice's inner activities were extremely rich, and after Long Qingtian quickly dodged Rice's attack, the distance between the two was just two meters away. Rice's small resentful eyes made Mo Jiu smile even more, took a step back, waved his hands and said: "I won't talk anymore, I won't talk anymore, but uncle, you have to be careful with my brother, my brother is No.1!"

His tone was one of honor.

Les: ...

Long Qingtian: ...

Glancing over with a cold look, Mo Jiu obediently closed his mouth, and then Long Qingtian seriously looked at the man in front of him again.

"Who the hell are you?" Ci Shen's voice was mixed with coldness.

Last time, Long Qingtian told Rice that he would find out who he was.

But after that, Long Qingtian attacked the secret systems of many countries, but he couldn't find any identity that matched his face!

It was the first time he encountered such a situation as the head of the Langya Special War Zone!

Rice's demeanor is still elegant, and Long Qingtian and Long Qingtian are one white and one dark green, and there is a sense of beauty in the confrontation.

Mo Jiu watched from the side, only drooling.

Uncle Mei vs Chief Long, who will win?

"Didn't you say you could find out who I am by yourself?" Les said provocatively, with a hint of mockery in his tone.

Brat, you're still a little younger after all, you're too young to fight with me!

Long Qingtian's face was dark, and he punched forward again without saying a word when he heard this!

Les curled his lips, cast a helpless glance at Mo Jiu, and followed Long Qingtian's fist wind.

The two fought together in an instant.

Long Qingtian's fighting skills are purely a contest of strength!

Beauty, every move is full of power and beauty.

His actions are domineering and arrogant.

On the other hand, Rice is skilled, and his movements like flowing clouds and flowing water are pleasing to the eye. The two fought together and fought for more than a dozen rounds, but they couldn't tell each other apart!

"Brother, come on, hit him with your fist!"

Mo Jiu's eyes are full of peach blossoms, the eldest brother is so handsome, isn't it true!

Les hummed twice, and Mo Jiu immediately smiled awkwardly, "Oh, uncle, you have to work hard!"

Long Qingtian had a cold face, "Shut up!"

"I will say the last sentence, you all work hard! Fight and fight!"

After saying this, Mo Jiu immediately made a zipper movement on his mouth, indicating that he would shut up.