In terms of his "bulky" figure, which is developing vertically, and his own tonnage.

Just simply moving up and down, there are some "panting" and "out of breath".

At this time, in the face of this "nigger" under the rage of a punch, what to avoid?

Looking at this iron fist, which is comparable to a pot of laughter, in his own pupil, he enlarges... Enlarges... And enlarges...

after seeing this, Qian Wenyi's heart immediately dies, "cool and cool..." how can he be so desperate in his heart?

It's the nigger's tendon.

If, if I am really beaten by this nigger.

So, even if he is not hit into a "concussion", but this "tendon fracture" what but indispensable ah!

What's this called?

Is this called pretending not to be forced, but being fucked?!

After thinking of this, Qian Wen can't help but close his eyes in despair. In his heart, he sighed and said.

"Bang!"

However, Qian Wenyi was in despair.

In this critical moment, a big hand was the first step, directly clenched the "nigger" fist.

I saw that the nigger's dark face was like being smeared with ketchup. Every minute there was a trend towards "Guan Gong".

He tried to squeeze his fist out of Zhang Xiaofan's palm.

But I don't know how.

The palm of his whole person is like being clamped by a "Vice".

No matter how he used his "milk like strength", but still could not from Zhang Xiaofan's palm to draw out the slightest bit!

Looking at in front of his forehead straight burst, red faced "nigger.".

Zhang Xiaofan gave a cold smile, then slowly released his left hand holding the "nigger" fist, with a cold tone and a way.

"I say friends, again and again, no more than three!"

"Before, I'll give you two moves for the sake of being a foreign friend."

"If you insist on your own way, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Seeing Zhang Xiaofan who came out to "save the world" at the critical moment, Qian Wen's face was happy as soon as he appeared.

Originally, the previous heart emerged from the fear and fear.

At this time, it seems that the sea water ebbs, and suddenly it retreats completely.

At this time, Qian Wenyi, the whole man, seemed to have found his strength again. He was very straight.

He butts, butts ran to Zhang Xiaofan in front of a thumb, way.

"Hey, brother fan, I have to rely on you at the critical moment."

After putting down this sentence, Qian Wenyi is also very self-conscious, far back to the side, began to "watch the war" up.

To Qian Wenyi, who is a "good friend" with himself, Zhang Xiaofan is also a black line. He only feels his old face is hot and his heart is full of remorse.

At the beginning, whether my mind was in cement or soybean milk, I just came out with this "big tease". I really didn't have enough to humiliate myself...

the "nigger" shook his neck and broke his wrist. His face was ferocious and ferocious, and he said:

"little red man, don't think you can compete with Laozi if you have two skills To be honest, I'm a black man who has practiced Kung Fu

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