"I'll fuck you." He raised his right hand, and Ma Gan, whose self-esteem was severely hit, raised the wine jar as a gesture and threw it at Zhang Xiaoqiang.
Fortunately, Zhang Xiaoqiang had taken two steps back beforehand, which gave him some buffer time to avoid. Otherwise, Ma Gan's sudden and unprovoked sneak attack would have given him a blow to the head.
Turning sideways, Zhang Xiaoqiang could clearly feel the wine jar flying past him, and the sound of the wind howling was terrifying.
"Crack! Click!" The wine jar, which had lost its target, moved straight forward, and finally hit the wall and shattered into pieces.
"Xiaoqiang!! What are you doing! Didn't I just remind you, just sell chickens, don't mess around..." The voice suddenly stopped, and the great sage jumped three feet away with the TV in his hands.
And just when he came out of the pit, a few broken tiles and scattered wine were "spreading joy" on the ground.
"What is that idiot doing?"
Zhang Er was confused and continued to ask. Zhang Xiaoqiang almost cried when he heard the Great Sage's question.
My dear mother, the Great Sage finally realized something was wrong here.
With this insight... Zhang Xiaoqiang somewhat understood that Tang Monk Wei Mao was repeatedly captured by monsters on the journey to the west.
It's not that the enemy is too strong at all, it's just that the teammates are too bad.
"It's them!" Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his hand and pointed at the numb-faced crowd with a cold eyebrow: "It's the mother who made Brother Pig like this!!"
Turning his head, the Great Sage glared at Ma Gan Lian and the others with his cross-eyed eyes.
Not to mention the great sage's cross-cocked eyes, his focused gaze was truly breathtaking.
No, Ma Gan was so reprimanded by the Great Sage that he immediately shouted "respectfully": "Look at your mother! If you don't see me, I will kill you!"
"What did you say?" Frowning slightly, the Great Sage took a step forward.
"Damn it, are you just pretending to be a coward with me? I think you are looking for death!" Dodging his body, Ma Gan dodged out of the crowd and came straight to the Great Sage.
Without answering, the Great Sage just stared at Ma Gan.
This was probably the first time he encountered such a situation. As time went by, Ma Gan didn't know why, but he felt a little nervous.
"Hey, you're not getting along with a brat! I'm here to find a place with you, not to watch you chat!" The flowery shirt behind him is obviously not a patient person. At that moment, I couldn't hold back my temper and yelled and cursed loudly.
Hearing this, Ma Gan became even more angry. He couldn't say anything back to Hua Shirt, so naturally his anger fell on the Great Sage.
"Pretending to be a bad guy, I'm looking for death!!"
The word "death" fell, and the wine jar in Ma Gan's hand was violently smashed out.
I go! Brother’s 128!
Heartbroken without trace!
The wine jar hit the great sage hard on the head, and Zhang Xiaoqiang was shocked and couldn't understand that the great sage didn't avoid it.
What kind of thing is this? You defeated the Buddha in a dignified fight and didn't even have this reaction
But Zhang Xiaoqiang soon stopped questioning.
Because he vaguely felt that something was not right with the Great Sage.
He couldn't tell what was wrong specifically, but at this moment Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that the Great Sage was a little different from the "dirty guy" he usually saw.
The wine was mixed with the broken pieces of the earthen jar and slid down the head of the great sage. However, the great sage stood there holding the TV like a normal person.
There was no broken head, no bleeding, just the calmness and indifference shining in the cross-eyed eyes on his face.
Mist grass! Is this a golden bell or an iron shirt
As we all know, Monkey King, the Monkey King, has blazing eyes, a bronze head and an iron skin, and can change seventy-two times.
Although I won't be able to use my magic power next time, I think that when the great sage came to practice, he would definitely throw bricks at his head and smash wine bottles.
So being hit on the head by a hemp jar is definitely not a problem.
Zhang Xiaoqiang, who knew the details, was fully aware of the great sage's combat prowess.
But the clueless pony-faced man was blinded by the tyrannical head of the man in front of him.
"****You're pretty damn tough, aren't you? Today I..." He picked up another wine jar.
Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and at the same time he cursed secretly: You idiot, you are so heartless, you have to break something to hit someone! ? There won't be any changes.
"Crack!"
The Ma Gang moved quickly, Zhang Xiaoqiang's mind wandering, and he swung the second jar of wine on the head of the great sage.
The wine jar still shattered and the wine dripped down.
It's better now, the great sage was completely drenched with wine.
Damn it! Ma Gan, you are really seeking death!
Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the Great Sage and wanted to say something, but in the end he kept his mouth shut.
Because the strange feeling in Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart became more and more serious, he knew that something was going to happen.
"Damn it! What are you doing with that thing? You need to use this to open someone's head."
Looking away, the man in the flowered shirt picked up a brick from nowhere.
He knotted the hemp pole smoothly, weighed it in his hand, and then showed a slight smile.
"Thank you, Brother Biao!!"
After saying this, Ma Gan turned his face again and looked at the Great Sage with an evil smile.
"Boy, give you a chance. Climb down and kowtow to me and admit your mistake. I may consider letting you go!"
The Great Sage still looked calm and calm.
And that's exactly what's most annoying.
Just imagine, you use all kinds of tricks to greet your opponent, but they are as motionless as a bell and ignore you at all. How can you feel better mentally
Anyway, Ma Gan was deeply stimulated by the great sage's indifference.
As the saying goes, anger starts from the heart and evil comes from the side. Ma Gan waved his arm again in anger, and then hit the great sage on the head with all his strength: "If you dare to look down on me, I will kill you today!"
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and just the sound of the brick hitting his head hurt the eardrums.
But wait until the voice falls, and then look at the Great Sage, okay... The fourth brother can be described as unmoving as a bell.
His hand was trembling slightly. He had just used all his strength, and the shock caused by the impact made his mouth sore.
Looking at the innocent great sage in front of him, Ma Gan was really about to cry.
The drink and bricks can't hurt each other... "Are you a fucking monster?"
It’s over!
Zhang Xiaoqiang felt a murderous aura surging in the air. He was very familiar with this murderous aura, because every time the Great Sage went crazy, there would be such strange movements around him.
That's right! This should be what people often call the domineering spirit.
With the great sage's domineering aura, his originally calm eyes immediately shot out two scorching lights.
Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang hurriedly blurted out: "Brother Monkey, stay..."
Before he could say anything, a dark shadow flashed across Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes.
It only took a few seconds for a clang to be heard, and then curses from the stall vendors were heard one after another.
"What are you doing!"
"Damn it, let's play extreme sports on the street!"
"Destroy our stall and beat him!"
"Yes, yes, everyone come together and beat him!"
Crackling, the sounds of various "weapons" clashing and flapping echoed in the streets.
However, compared to the "riot" in the distance, everyone's eyes were now focused on the lean man in the center of the stall.
(End of chapter)