"Come on, bastard, anyway, you've been playing with us for nearly an hour, and we'll play with you."
"Damn it, let me tell you, we are all Han Sanqian's subordinates, and none of us is cowardly."
"Even if the old men die, they must die standing up."
"come."
They shouted at each other angrily, without the slightest fear in their eyes, even though the masked man in black standing in front of them completely abused them with all his strength.
But so what? Don't you just die?
They have already said that they are not afraid at all!
"Aren't you afraid of death?" Han Sanqian stopped slightly and looked at the crowd.
"It's not mother-born to be afraid of death."
"Hey, we are actually more afraid of something than death, do you know what it is?"
How did they know that the dignity they were defending to the death and the face of Han Sanqian behind them, in fact... there are some meat buns beating dogs...
Han Sanqian was actually standing in front of them.
Han Sanqian smiled slightly: "I'm a little interested to know, how about you talk about it?"
"I bother!"
"You want to hear about me, but you don't want to talk about it, you bastard."
"That's right, if you have the guts, do it, it depends on how fast you are, it's better for us to stand up faster!"
Han Sanqian was not angry, but smiled: "Tell me, just take pity on me, okay?"
"Haha, you idiot, you would be cowardly too, okay, look at your grandson, let me tell you, what we are most afraid of is that we will not be able to bite a few pieces of your bastard's flesh after we die."
As soon as the words fell, a group of people rushed forward desperately from all directions, all of them gaping like mad dogs.
"Against the Gods"
"Okay, I'm really afraid of getting rabies if I'm bitten by you." Han Sanqian didn't hide, and at this moment, he lifted the mask on his face.
The people who were bloodthirsty and shouting to kill a second ago suddenly braked collectively, with big questions written on their heads: "Leader?"
"Aside from me, is there anyone else who can completely play with you?" Han Sanqian smiled and looked at the people who stopped beside him.
Of the forty-four people, none of them was intact, this one had a bruised nose and a swollen face, that pig-headed son, and what was even worse, had broken arms and broken legs.
The appearance is tragic, but it really feels like a comedy no matter how you look at it.
Even Han Sanqian couldn't help but chuckle at this moment.
"Damn it, it turned out that it wasn't some bad guy who beat us up like this, but our leader."
"Damn it, President, are you going too far? Huh? My brother, you really don't take it lightly at all."
"Isn't that right? My teeth were almost broken when I was tossing about. Just now I was thinking, even if I die, I have to bite this bastard to discourage myself."
After being a little shocked, and Han Sanqian couldn't help laughing at this time, all the disciples quit, and one by one pulled Han Sanqian to find an explanation. JrNovels.com