"What?" Pangolin was stunned.
But this reflection was obviously captured by a group of them. Childe yuan was not talking, but he shook his hand slightly. The dog leg next to him said proudly: "lengthen your ears, listen clearly, my childe said, fighting!"
"Poof!"
Pangolin took a mouthful of old wine and sprayed it directly out of its mouth.
"What the fuck do you mean, asshole?" The dog was so angry that he had to fight the pangolin when he rushed up.
Simply, he was directly blocked by childe yuan.
A dying soldier has no intention of humiliation.
To humiliate is also to humiliate the dying general.
Besides, this is not the one who can be scared to spray wine.
Although Mr. Yuan's literary talent is excellent and well-known, his martial arts are also excellent. However, many times, he is more interested in literature and rarely deliberately expresses force.
Because for his son yuan, killing with a knife is nothing. Killing with the tip of a pen is a real expert.
He likes the challenge and enjoys it.
He didn't pay attention to the pangolin at all. It was Han 3000 who showed his face just now. Naturally, the goal of Childe yuan was also Han 3000.
Hit people in the face. That's the key.
Han 3000 was so beautiful just now that he would look so awesome when he beat him later.
"How's it going? Afraid? " Young master yuan looked at Han 3000 and said coldly.
Han 3000 had no choice but to smile bitterly and shake his head: "forget it. We can fight with each other. If we don't say it, it will hurt our health. Besides, we are outsiders."
"Fuck you, you counselled, and you made a bunch of fucking excuses?" Someone immediately angrily patted Han 3000's table and roared.
"That's right, you counsellor, waste. Come and fight if you have seed."
"You are a real hero. Are you a man?"
In the face of these people's angry eyes and roars, Han 3000 just shook his head, then slightly raised his glass and wanted to drink.
"You drink your mother?!"
Suddenly, just at this time, a big hand violently knocked the wine in Han 3000 cups to the ground.
For a while, the glass fell and the wine spilled.
In Han 3000's eyes, he also began to be slightly angry.
As a later guest, Han 3000 didn't want to get into trouble, but the other party forced him again and again. Even now, he didn't mean to let Han 3000 go.
To be exact, they are not going to let go of themselves.
Pangolin was also obviously surprised. He saw the anger in Han 3000's eyes and knew that some terrible things might happen.
"It's not good to have a good literary fight. You have to fight. You're hopeless. You can't open any pot. Hey." Pangolin shook his head helplessly.
What's the difference between fighting with Han 3000 and playing broadsword in front of Guan Gong?!
The only difference may be that Guan Gong's knife is only more than ten meters long, and these people's knives are used to peel fruit
"Good!" Han 3000 slightly put down his hand: "what kind of fighting method?"
"How do you want to fight!"
"I'm free." Han 3000 said coldly.
"Well, that's what you said." Prince yuan smiled coldly.
I'm really afraid you don't dare to take the move. At that time, you can't humiliate you, and you dare to humiliate yourself and fight casually.
"How about a big one?"
Han Sanyi smiled: "what kind of Dharma?"
"Unrestricted fighting, simply speaking, unrestricted moves, skills, weapons, anything. Most importantly, unrestricted life and death, dare you?" Childe yuan sneered.
"Just don't limit weapons." Han 3000 road.
"What? Afraid of being cut to death. " Someone laughed.
"No, it's just that I don't need weapons to deal with you." Han 3000 smiled softly.
"Arrogance!" Childe yuan drank coldly: "but arrogant people will eventually pay for their arrogance!"
"Really?" Han 3000 smiled.
"Let's wait and see. Come on, pen and ink serve." He shouted loudly, and suddenly someone went to get the pen and ink. At this time, he looked at Han 3000 and said with a smile: "the sword has no eyes, and it is difficult to fully control the internal power. Therefore, sign the form of life and death and never die. However, there is another way not to die."
"Oh?"
"Those who want to admit defeat and are afraid of death, kneel down and kowtow and call Grandpa."
Everyone laughed, and almost at this time, the pen and paper and ink were also brought up
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