Chapter 86

Name:Evil Master Author:Qian Yun Yu Feng
The bar became a hell, the little gangsters swore to escape, but how could the terrible guy give up and pull the runaway man and tear him in half. Who can believe that a person's power will be so great“ Roar Duan Hong, who has lost himself, looks up like a lamp, roars like a tiger, and sounds like a dragon. Then he smashes the shutter door with one blow and runs towards the silver moon in the night sky. He was quick and disappeared in the street. Wu re, who is clean, is still chatting up with a beautiful sister in the repair shop. Suddenly, he hears the cry. He is shocked and says that it's not good. He immediately borrows a Santana and flies away. At that time, when I first arrived at kuchan temple, I was crazy. Relying on my ability and age, I often bullied him. Later, there was a scene, which I will never forget. Through the roar, Wure knows that the scene has reappeared, only in the bar, not the kuchan temple. Early in the morning, the endless watermelon field, seedlings Pan Yan. It's the ripe season of watermelon. There are many tricycles on the path of melon field. Watermelon dealers and farmers are constantly bargaining. An old man led two plain 11-year-old boys to pick some big watermelons in the field and send them to the roadside“ Ah All of a sudden, one of the black and strong teenagers yelled, as if he saw some horrible picture. He stepped back for several steps. He was caught by the seedlings and squatted on the ground, smashing two big watermelons to pieces. The red pulp of the melon was exposed and the juice flowed all over the ground“ Er Pang, you daredevil! It's careless. " The old man loves watermelon, but he also loves Er Pang. He comes with another boy“ Grandfather! You see Er Pang pointed to the place a few meters in front of him, where there was a man lying, his face was blue, his eyes were closed, his purple T-shirt was tattered, and his blue and white jeans had several holes in his knees. The left foot is bare, and the right foot is covered with a monk's shoe. The old man's heart thumped, and the first reaction in his mind was the dead! Then there is the incomparable chagrin and uneasiness. The appearance of dead people in their own melon fields is not a good symbol“ Dahei, go and have a look. " The old man handed the watermelon knife to the young man beside him. The young man swallowed and spat. With courage, he leaned over and kicked the man with his feet. The old man's eyes were sharp. He saw the man's fingers bend and move a few times. "He's still alive! Two fat, quick. Carry him to the village clinic. "