Chapter 272： Who wins

It's almost impossible to live!

Du Yong faced Meng Li if he was ashamed-for the first time, I felt this person was so annoying!

The five brothers laughed and sent a representative Yan Tie to speak.

"All five of us can't beat the general. The general is like this, and there will be no results!"

Meng Li whispered and laughed, that scar completely took away the youthfulness from him.

"I use only one hand, and you will all come together. If I win, then what is the decision ..."

"If the general really wins us with one hand, the general has the final say!"

Yan Tie first spoke: "What did the general say, what can we do without any complaints!"

Du Yong also hurriedly said, "What will the general do? You have to deal with this gang ..."

"Who said it! Who did your little sister say!"

Yan Tie glared at Du Yong, and a pair of bronze bells opened his eyes in anger. He stunned the word 'wufu' in Du Yong's mouth.

Du Yong had no choice but to change his mind: "General, how can you ignore your security like this! Now this Yandi is relying on the general, this sword has no eyes ..."

I haven't seen it for half a year, this young Du Yongdu has become a long tongue woman who smells like a foot wrap?

An Rushuang looked at Du Yong helplessly, and felt that he was now looking forward and looking back, without any heroic power on the battlefield.

Didn't you know that Meng Li is also having a headache now, and he said loudly, "It's not just them, Du Yong, you're going together!"

He pointed his spear at Du Yong and looked down at them, but Du Yong was a little stunned.

Isn't this exactly what he dreamed of? From the death of the female ghost, he was more afraid to go forward.

He was afraid, afraid that one day, the general would point at him like that.

He was still stunning, Yan Tie already flew up to the ring, and laughed loudly in his mouth: "Hahaha, since the General said so, it would be boring for us to refuse!

Come on, guys, let's see how the general can pick up! "

Several bald heads looked like swallows. Hula la all went to the ring. Fortunately, this table is very spacious, otherwise, it really can't stand a fight with so many people!

That Du Yong looked underneath, and for a long while never went up.

Meng Li glanced at him lightly, but said: "Why, no morale before the war?"

Several bald heads looked like a few small moons, shining brightly on the stage, and Yan Tie also laughed and said, "If you have no courage, then go away!"

Laowu laughed and said, "But you can't leave. If you leave here, it's a deserter ..."

Du Yong's heart burst into anger and shouted, "You bald, who is the deserter?"

Then he turned over and jumped, and took the sword to the field.

Several people laughed, Du Yong also looked at Meng Li, and fisted: "General, be careful!"

Meng Li squinted at him obliquely, his thin lips slightly raised: "You can do it yourself."

He is not afraid to lose, these people are his subordinates, if he loses, he is still happy in his heart.

An Rushuang was embraced by one hand in his arms and watched the crowds wait. Only then did he react.

General Yun Ran is really shameless!

Turned her into a target!

Thinking about it this way, An Rushuang couldn't help but make a move, but the arm of the cricket, like copper casting and iron casting, was intact.

However, she herself was not underestimated by this popularity. She was so angry and tired that when she reacted, the battle had already begun.

Several meteor hammers came face to face, almost wanting to entangle people in this iron chain, Du Yong's sword was handed in the gap, and it was also fierce sword!

An Rushuang took his arm and took a bite, then collided with Meng Li's eyes.

Meng Li smiled slightly, and his heart was so good. Six people besieged, but now they have risen to seven.

Although this is only a small point in his arms, it can also confuse his mind.

It was just that he couldn't figure out anything, why Bai Shuang said so much, not to mention the things she had helped herself before, but now it is like that, it ’s really a woman ’s heart, a submarine needle!

An Rushuang didn't care about 37,21, she bite straight, because the guy was hurt, and she could be refreshed in her heart!

But don't want to, this Meng Li is really a master. He has infinite arm strength, and he has a spear in his hand, and swept six people-naturally it is impossible to sweep out the white cat in the arm.

Those six used all the tricks and couldn't get close. Instead, three spears were picked up by this spear, and the remaining few were even worse.

But it will be half an hour, everyone will sweat out, begging for mercy.

"General! Mo Da Mo Da, let us listen to you!"

This was Yan Tie being pumped twice by the gun, and he begged for mercy.

Du Yong is very resolute. He is not like Yan Tie ’s five brothers who are usually mixed in the market. The law in the army, as long as people are not dead, they have to support and fight again!

So much that he was pumped the most by the gun, his legs were trembling slightly, the sweat dripping from his forehead ticked down, and his collar was wet, but he still clenched his sword and clenched his teeth.

With.

Then, when another shot came, Du Yong's spear-like spear made Du Yong's face pale, he held the sword tightly, and the tiger's mouth had just shattered. The blood came from the hilt of the sword.

Sliding up.

An Rushuang couldn't bear it. Although it was a ring platform, she was a bit disappointed.

Taking advantage of Meng Li's strength, she instantly jumped out of Meng Li's arms and landed directly on Du Yong's forehead.

Holding his bun in a very difficult position, he stood firmly on Du Yong's head, then she stared at Meng Li and meowed loudly.

Meng Li's spear stopped right in front of Du Yong, and a helpless smile was raised on the corner of his lips. Looking at Du Yong, his face was a little cold.

"Can you admit defeat?"

Du Yong gritted his teeth, "I don't recognize ..."

The white cat was helpless, reaching out his paw and hitting him in the face.

This is more than stupid, it is simply stupid!

Meng Li looked at the white cat with a slight smile, and reached out to hold her down.

An Rushuang insisted very much. He grabbed Du Yong's hair with his claws. He couldn't catch it and clutched his bun again. I didn't know how many tickles he made, making Du Yong like an exile.

Like, howling.

Meng Li sighed helplessly: "I don't want it to be like that, I'm different from him."

Du Yong was also stupid and said loudly: "What is this? I don't need generals to have mercy on me! It is my life to die on this ring today!"

An Rushuang still kept holding on, and the burning cat's eyes turned to look at Meng Li, as if to ask--how, do you really want to kill this stupid person?

Meng Li helped sigh.

"Okay, you won."