Chapter 878

After hearing this, the chubby middle-aged man in black was excited. He knelt straight up, raised his face, and said to Tang Ding with a smile: "Yo, Ma! Who else can I call my mother? Now you are the only one in the world who is the best to me. I won't call you my own mother. Who can I call you? "

"Damn it! I'm not only your mother, but also your aunt! Well, you fat man, you're changing your ways. Call me old earlier! I'm still your aunts and grandmothers! "

Tang Ding was furious when he heard that. It's special. It's not so abusive. Look at you so pitiful, I promise not to beat you, not to kill you, but you dead fat man, you pour good, you ya eat Shancun eat too much! You are pure nozuonodie!

No wonder Xu Zifeng and the God of gamblers laugh so licentiously. They see their aunt's fun again. Oh, fat man, I have to kill you today!

So just now, I couldn't hold back my anger against Tang Ding, who was the big fat middle-aged man in black and was so kind-hearted. He raised his foot and stepped on his thick palm with his heel.

"Ah --" a painful howl rang out. Xu Zifeng and the God of gambling, who were laughing happily, were excited to cover their ears. They walked cautiously forward again, farther away from here.

"Fatso, fatso, I'm so kind to you. If I don't beat you, I won't kill you! But now if I don't beat you, I'm sorry for myself. If I don't kill you, I'm even more sorry for myself! "

Tang Ding bited the silver teeth and pointed at the thick middle-aged man in black's forehead.

"You said, your brain is not crushed by the door? Ah, are you really stupid or fake stupid? You say -- "

"Ouch! Oh, my mother! I am sincere to you! I, I really don't know where I'm wrong! "

The poor boss of the black dress club still doesn't know where he is wrong. He shakes his fat hand, which has been trampled on by Tang Ding's high-heeled shoes, and shows his teeth in tears.

Hearing the chubby middle-aged man in black yelling at his mother to make up with Tang Ding at this time, Xu Zifeng and the God of gambling suddenly feel a chill from the top of their head to the bottom of their feet. So a few strides to the front door of the villa, far away from Tang Ding and the chubby black club boss.

At this time, Tang Ding was more crazy than just now. How can there be such people in this world. It seems that we can't do without fighting. Having made up his mind, Tang Ding slapped the chubby black club boss. He slapped and muttered.

"What's more, I haven't seen you so silly. Is your aunt so old? You left a mother, right a mother called this happy. Is my mother that old? Now you look like your own mother? "

make love!

make love!

The sound of the clear and loud slap kept on. It's been a night. This clear and loud slap sounds very far away. It sounds very loud in the early morning. There is indeed a kind of rhythm wandering in it.

But Xu Zifeng and the God of gamblers two people hide far away, only look at each other and smile bitterly.

"Brother, it seems that your life will not be easy in the future?" For a long time, the God of gambling said meaningfully. The words are full of worries and concerns about Xu Zifeng's future life.

"Ha ha, thank you for your concern. But people come and go. I've never been strict with anyone. Two people can attract each other, cherish each other, that is predestined fate. But if one day the fate of thin, it is still good to get together and scattered, who will not add any burden

Xu Zifeng has experienced so many things, for life, feelings, men, women and so on these things have long started their own thinking.

He felt that men and women, if they could be together, would be happy together. But if one day, two people are tired of staying together, it's better to shoot two pieces.

At least he won't beg for anyone to stay by his side. Now I have more than one or two girlfriends. I don't cherish them, but I will never indulge anyone and ask her to control my life.

Therefore, when the God of gambling talked about this topic, he said that kind of casual words. In fact, how to solve these specific problems in the end, as the Party of Xu Zifeng up to now, there is no mature plan to come up with.

But he won't give any promises to anyone easily, so the urgent task now is to solve some things as soon as possible, so as to plan his own affairs well. After all, you can't stop your life for the sake of others.

"Ha ha, it seems that you are quite mature! At such a young age, I have my own emotional outlook. It's much better than when I came here. I believe you can walk well! "

The God of gamblers took a deep breath of the good morning air and cast his eyes on the rising sun. His face suddenly became confused. Maybe he was thinking about what happened in that year.

When Xu Zifeng heard that the God of gamblers said that he was going well, he thought to retort, "I'm not dead yet, what's going well, ah, bah, bah!" But suddenly he looked up and saw that the God of gamblers was thinking about something, so he held back.

At this time, Tang Ding finally got the pain in his hand and was tired. He came to Xu Zifeng breathlessly and said, "boy, I'm tired! Go ahead and interrogate the boss of this asshole in black. See what you can ask. I'll take a break, and then I'll fix this asshole! "

Xu Zifeng, with a smile, knows that persuading Tang Ding now is tantamount to igniting a fire. Those who are willing to do such dangerous things will do it. I won't do that kind of stupid thing anyway.

Looking at Tang Ding's breathless chest, which is constantly undulating due to rapid breathing, Xu Zifeng almost gets confused again. Fortunately, now he has a lot of contact with Tang Ding, and he has also had close contact with each other. Xu Zifeng finally has a little immunity. When he finds that his second son is just a little different, he quickly walks to the boss of the black clothes club.

"Brother, it's hard for you! How can you survive so many slaps Xu Zifeng has no sympathy for the chubby boss of the black dress club. If you die by yourself, who can blame you.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch!" With nosebleed, the whole face is swollen like a pig's head. The boss of the black dress club has finally changed. Although he is happy in his heart, he dare not have a smile on his face.

It's not easy for me! It's a miracle that I didn't get killed after so many slaps in the face.

It's just, it's just that the little girl just now is too special to fight. I'm almost killed. Ouch, ouch, ouch.

At this time, the boss of the black dress club has made up his mind. Anyway, so many slaps have come. If you hit me again, at most, you will continue to hit me like this. How can you drop me? In the past, I was used to it. Today, I suddenly counseled. Don't you really think I'm a counsellor?

What's more, your family is full of counsels! I'm very tough this time. I'd like to see how that little girl's skin beat me just now, but it didn't beat me like that. How can you drop me!

So Xu Zifeng thought that after Tang Dinggang's stormy interrogation, the boss of the black clothes club must be obedient here, just like a lamb.

As a result, he didn't expect that as soon as he came up, he just said something like brother's hard work. Before he continued to say anything else, he found that the poor fat old man in black would look at himself differently.

His eyes became sharp, ugly and ferocious. But also dare to stare at themselves and their luck up.

Xu Zifeng in the heart secretly strange smile, the heart says, get, Tang Ding, Tang Ding, you today is not to beat others into neuropathy.

So Xu Zifeng began his own interrogation process.

"What's your name?"

"I don't know!"

"What's the name of your guild?"

"I don't know!"

"How many brothers do you have?"

"I don't know!"

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Such questions were repeatedly asked by Xu Zifeng, and the results were all three words "don't know"! Xu Zifeng was so angry that his nose was almost crooked.

Special? It seems that this man is really a psycho! Just now, when people spoke ill of you and even had a big fight, you shamelessly called them kiss your mother. Oh, now it's me. You're playing tough with me.

You can do it, you can do it. Today, I'll see if it's you or me.

Xu Zifeng looked pitifully at the bloody nose, not the nose, not the eyes. His whole face was swollen like a pig's head. The chubby middle-aged man in black was more angry than pity.

So hand over, an electro-optical Throwing Knife appeared in the palm of Xu Zifeng's heart. The silver blade in the early morning sunlight reflects a cool glow, even if far away, you can feel the kind of blade over the pressing cold.

Xu Zifeng didn't wait for the boss of the black dress meeting to say anything more, but directly put a knife into his arm. Then gently so a gouge, a small muscle with blood from the black will boss's arm fell to the ground.

The blood trickled down on the ground along the drooping arm of the black club boss. Because the electro-optical throwing knife is too sharp, the boss of the black dress club didn't feel any pain at this time.

Xu Zifeng didn't stop at all, and then he inserted the electric light Throwing Knife in the place not far from the blood hole. Then he gouged out again, and the second muscle with blood fell to the ground.

At this time, the boss of the black dress Club felt the pain from the first blood hole. He shivered, shivered, and began to hum. Because he wants to be a tough man, he is still clenching his teeth, hoping to survive.

Xu Zifeng slowly inserted the electric light throwing knife into the arm of the boss of the black clothes club, but this time, instead of picking it out quickly, he looked at the stout boss of the black clothes club with pity and said leisurely:

"My little throwing knife is specially made. Without my operation, you can't feel pain in your second blood hole. Now your pain comes from the first blood hole. What about? Is the taste OK? "

"Now I'm going to gouge out the third muscle with blood, so you can feel the pain of two blood holes. Not three! Remember, the pain of the third blood hole won't be felt until I gouge out the fourth one. "

Xu Zifeng said, not wait for the black will of the chubby boss, hand gently move, the third piece of blood muscle Bata fell to the ground.