It's just that little red hair's breath is not very fresh.
And let people see, this Ya - is like a landlord's silly son, really is to have more funny, more funny and more funny
A crowd of people eating melon, see red hair this pair of mouth askew eye askew funny appearance, immediately covered his stomach, back and forth laughing.
Listening to the thunderous laughter coming from my ear, red Mao's face was green and red for a while. I just wanted to find a crack in the ground and drill in.
"You know what's wrong?"
The king is facing his kowtow and bowing little red hair. Zhang Xiaofan's face is still that kind of smile.
"Big... Big... Brother, I know... I know it's wrong... I really know it's wrong..."
Little red Mao was so sad that he was embarrassed and asked for mercy again and again.
This time, he really lost eight lives of blood mold, never thought of his seemingly "safe" and "risk-free" act of smashing people's court.
Actually smashed out a "Honghuang giant", a big mouth, every minute he suspected life.
"You know what's wrong? Then lead the way ahead! "
Zhang Xiaofan glanced at more and more melon eaters because of the commotion here. He was impatient with Xiao Hongmao and said.
"Don't play tricks on me, or I don't mind another five finger mountain on your left face!"
"No, I don't dare to..."
When he heard Zhang Xiaofan say that he wanted to do it again on his left face, Xiao Hongmao was scared to death and trembled.
He struggled to stand up, limping forward step, step by step.
In this regard, Zhang Xiaofan has always been both hands copy pocket, leisurely behind the small red hair.
They walked for about 10 minutes. After leaving the new era shopping center, they passed through the passageway of the small Hutong.
Zhang Xiaofan looked at the inside of the alley at random, and saw that the alley itself was very hidden.
There are basically no people passing by nearby, and there is no camera to see. It can be said that it is the first choice for home travel and killing people and stealing goods!
"Get in here --!"
Zhang Xiaofan raised his chin and showed Xiao Hongmao in his eyes to get into the alley.
Smell speech, small red hair instantly stopped the footstep, he stretches a head to stretch brain of toward this small alley of deep place to see.
It's dark inside. Even now it's noon, it still gives people a gloomy feeling that they can't see their fingers.
This makes him feel a chill, straight along the sole of his feet to the Tianling gairang, which makes him speak with a bit of cry.
"Big... Big brother... You... You don't want to kill me..."
"I... I just got into trouble in front of your shop. I don't need you to kill me."
"I have an 80 year old mother and a baby waiting to be fed. If you have a large number, please spare my life."
"What are you talking about? Less ink for Laozi -- "
Zhang Xiaofan listen to this little red hair that said is more said more outrageous