Chapter 1700

It's getting dark now.

By the moonlight, xiaomaocun couldn't help but want to dance a sword!

Dancing with the moonlight.

Why did ancient people like to fight a set of fists or jump up and dance swords after drinking?

This is a feeling.

Xiao Mao has been practicing sword for a long time. He has long had feelings for the sword behind him. People and swords are one.

The sword is not only his weapon, but also his friend, but also his good friend~

When he was depressed, he could dance a sword. When you are lovelorn, you can dance a sword, even when you are happy.

Joys and sorrows are all in this sword!

Is there any reason why Xiao Maocun can't practice his sword well?

Now Xiaomao inch sword dance, it's exciting!

It's exciting to be able to confront Wang Peng and work on him!

This is the lotus blossom in his heart!

"OK ~"

The gangsters near the Nightingale also gave face. When Xiaomao inch danced his sword to a wonderful point, he would shout with his cooperation. Suddenly, he looked like a performer.

I almost threw the steel bar.

meanwhile.

A hanlada parked in the parking lot of yelaixiang, followed by a business car.

In the car, Wang Peng and Yijiao waited for thirteen people.

Wang Peng's face was not very good. He had a cigarette in his mouth and was stuffy.

He was scolded by Er Zi Li for not doing the butcher well before, which made him very unhappy.

This is a little thankless!

The key is that Wang Peng's ability is no problem. Who would have thought that a big bastard like the butcher who has been famous for a long time would escape?

Come here tonight. He's ready to relax. He won't go until he drinks a fragment!

As soon as he got off the bus, Wang Peng saw many people around the door, and a burst of cheers broke out from time to time.

Can't help but move his eyebrows: "what's nocturnal incense doing? Doing activities?"

Brother Yijiao also looked at it puzzled: "no, Nightingale is full every day. What activities should we do well? Even if there are activities, we should do it in the field."

Wang Peng was still curious, so he took people around.

Just arrived here, the internal security guard of nocturnal incense also came. No. 78 people separated the crowd with batons in their hands.

"Hey, hey, it's all scattered! Is it for you to perform here? You should sell it across the street. Don't affect your business here!" said the leading internal security guard.

This makes the veins on Xiaomao's inch head burst.

This is a sword dance! It's a feeling only when the human feelings of a sword practitioner reach the depths! Is it called performing arts?

Does this man know what a fucking realm is?

"I'm not a showman! Can I wait here!" Xiao Maocun put away his sword and looked unhappy.

The internal security guard was also helpless: "if you wait for someone, don't shout, that thing in your hand, or we'll drive you away!"

Xiaomao frowned: "grass, this is a sword, not that thing! Believe it or not, I stabbed you with a sword?"

"Grass ~" neibao laughed.

He is also a mixed society. He has never fought with a knife or a steel pipe. When did he see people use a sword?

He thought it was interesting, so he stood up with his chest: "come on, you stab me! I don't need an electric rod to electrocute you. I have your last name!"

Xiaomao's mouth was a little bit wide. He straightened his sword and was about to walk towards the inner guard.

At this time, someone who knew Wang Peng told him that the boy was looking for him.

So Wan Peng also thinks he looks familiar. It seems that he is the person who went to the night show with boss Wang last time!

It seemed very obedient that night. Now it's so sad?

And they go out with this thing. Are they walkers?

"OK, you go back first. I know this man ~" at this time, Wang Peng said faintly.

Immediately, they separated a road and let Wang Peng and Yijiao come out.

These people were brought out by Wang Peng from school. They fought with Wang Peng all the way for so long. They have absolutely no problem with their skills.

Regardless of the number, these people are the most effective in Jinhai city.

Xiaomaocun also saw Wang Peng at this time, and his eyes immediately stared round.

Wang Peng's decadent and slightly handsome face, he remembers very clearly!

Seeing that Wang Peng was coming, the internal security guard hurriedly said politely, "brother Peng, do you know this boy?"

Wang Peng smiled: "it's true!"

From the eyes of Wang Peng and Xiao Maocun, the internal security guard seemed to see a trace of disdain. His eyes turned: "brother Peng, can I help you solve him? Just stand by and watch the play ~"

Seven or eight people, seven or eight electric sticks, can't deal with a few people?

Wang Peng didn't want to talk nonsense with him: "you fucking want me to tell you no again?"

The internal security guard immediately locked his neck and dared not bite.

Who is Wang Peng?

If he talks more, Wang Peng's knife will come next second!

This is no joke.

The internal security guard didn't take anyone far away. He just watched. If something's wrong later, he'll come and help! After all, this is in the land of nocturnal incense. Wang Peng is Zhang Wen's man. If something happens, Zhang Wen can't come and level the nocturnal incense?

"Boy, are you looking for me?" Wang Peng looked at me.

Brother Yijiao, they all know that Wang Peng is probably going to kill.

That's what happens every time he kills.

Xiaomaocun didn't notice the sense of crisis at all, but waved his hand to let the martial brothers around him stand aside and said, "Wang Peng, don't worry! I'll practice with you alone in a while, and my martial brothers won't interfere!"

Pooh!

This made Wang Peng laugh.

This is the first time since he followed Zhang wenhun.

He has always been looking for others. No one dares to come to him so openly, and it seems so unambiguous! He even talked wildly and said he would compete with himself!

However, it made him interested. It seems that these people are practicing martial arts, so their skills should not be bad.

Wang Peng relaxed his wrists and ankles, with a trace of Ling lie in his eyes: "say it, how to play?"

Xiaomaocun threw his coat aside, revealing his tendons and flesh. He held a bright sword in his hand, flashing a soft light.

"You and I will fight alone until the other party admits defeat. If anyone dies carelessly, there can be no complaints!"

This just spoke out Wang Peng's heart.

He nodded slightly and drew a dagger from his arms.

Wang Peng hasn't been using a knife for two days. He specially asked people to make this dagger. It's extremely sharp. A bandage is wrapped around the handle.

When stabbing people before, he felt hard to pull out the knife several times because the knife was blunt! It's not fun to get into a person's body and get rid of it?

"OK, let's start!" Wang Peng said and asked Yijiao brothers to step back, stand there easily and look at Xiaomao inch coldly.